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SOME THOUGHTS JUST OCCURRED TO ME

Ranpo, Mushitaro, Kunikida, Akutagawa,(separate, also you can take some off if it’s too much)With ADA!reader who tried to make them a lil jealous but they ended up getting mad and fucked her all night long:,)

SOME THOUGHTS JUST OCCURRED TO ME

with praise kink(reader giving), breeding kink(pls no talk abt her stomach getting “big and swollen” lmao), rough sex(obviously), degradation(receiving), men moaning and being super vocal😳😩,reader being super sensitive to their touch😮‍💨, OK THATS IT IM SO SORRY I FEEL LIKE IM ASKING FOR TOO MUCH LMAO

ALSO!! I didn’t know yesterday was your birthday!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY💖💖hope it was great!!

Hello sweetheart! I tried my best to do your request, I hope you will like it and enjoy! :)

And thank you so much honey!! My birthday was great really :)) <3 huge kiss for you!

Quick heads up, I focused certain things more in certain characters for instance - Kunikida more on breeding kink, Akutagawa more on degrading, Ranpo more on getting praise and Mushitaro I left out for now, I will most likely get back to it in some time, so I hope that's not an issue and I focused it like that so I don't make all fics in same manner :) Sorry this took a while but I couldn't make a short scenario given the kinks and story, so I had to make them longer :) I hope you enjoy regardless! <3

PS. I FIRST READ THAT AS YOU WANT FOR THEM TO SAY STOMACH GETTING BIG AND SWOLLEN OH MY GOD DJSJSJS I WAS REREADING IT AND THANK GOD I SAW IT, HELP ME

Characters: Akutagawa, Ranpo & Kunikida

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, established relationship, jealousy, breeding kink, degradation, praise & reassurance before/during/after sex, rough/angry sex, hair pulling, fingering, spanking, creampies, they might be OOC, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Jealousy sex || BSD characters x Reader

Akutagawa Ryunosuke

Akutagawa and you were hanging out at a party with some people from Port Mafia and Detective Agency. It was a celebration due to well done job with whole Pushkin thing that went down. Akutagawa and you were seeing each other for some time now and as much as some people wanted to say thing or two about it given the fact you came from different organizations, none of them did and it didn't really matter since those close and important to you accepted it. However, you got a bit too close to Atsushi for Akutagawa's liking. You were laughing the whole time, gently slapping his shoulder in heat of the laughter and you would adjust his suit paying little to no attention to Akutagawa. He definitely wasn't fond of this as he could feel nothing but lowly burning anger growing inside him as he watched weretiger's dumb face light up at any moment you would speak or touch him. You noticed that and thought it would be fun to flirt with Atsushi just for sake of playfulness you were currently feeling. Looking back at it, it was a dumb idea, but at the moment it seemed fun so you decided to get really close to Atsushi's face as you faked he had a little eyelash on his cheek and made him blow in it as two of you made wishes. It took everything in Akutagawa not to stand up and drag you home immediately. You kept giving Atsushi dual attention, even he wasn't sure what manner were you behaving in but once Akutagawa saw how your hand took Atsushi's slowly bringing it to your chest as you spat out what seemed to Akutagawa like some nonsense about how much you appreciate him and other things, he quickly got up and grabbed your hand as he told you in firm tone how you have to go home because he isn't feeling well. You stuttered trying to tell him he can sleep over at Atsushi's place so you dob't have to leave immediately but he didn't want to hear it. Next thing you knew you were in a car, heavy tension building up between two of you. He didn't speak, you didn't ask. His aura and presence were so heavy and dark you could almost taste it on your tongue. You knew you kind of messed up, but you didn't really mean that. You finally arrived home and as you entered the apartment, both of you took your shoes off and you insecurely followed Akutagawa behind as if you weren't living here as well. You sat down on the couch as you watched Akutagawa pace around the living room, clearly stressed and upset.

"Am I not good enough for you?" he asked in his low, raspy voice but you could barely hear him.

"What? Can you repeat, I-" you started saying, your voice slightly shaky as he cut you off.

"Am I not good enough for you?" he asked more firmly as he finally stood over you, looking down and looking for an answer in your eyes.

"What do you mean?" you asked him as memories of you "jokingly flirting" with Atsushi came back.

"No, Aku, that's not it." you started shaking your head as you sighed out.

"I don't even know why I did it, at the moment it seemed like a joke.." you started explaining but he cut you off.

"A joke?" he said firmly in raspy voice as his lips curled into a smirk, not because he was amused, but rather offended.

"I thought it would be..funny..if I...made you jealous." you explained, awfully ashamed at this point as you looked down on your lap, not being able to face him. His gaze on you was firm, you could almost feel it and as you barely looked up you could see he was frowning which made you look down once again. However once Akutagawa saw desperation in your eyes that he knew too well from one thing only, he slowly lifted your chin up with his fingers.

"I didn't take you to be the person who likes making me jealous." he said in his usual tone as his gaze didn't stop observing your desperate expression. You kept looking at him and tried saying something but your throat felt dry. You felt bad because you knew he always had troubles with loving himself or thinking that people are genuine as well as always being second choice. You were right, what happened did sting badly and he was hurt, but in this moment he was more on an angry as well as slightly horny side after seeing your desperate face. You kept looking at him with same expression which made him lose his cool he already barely had.

"Don't give me that fucking look." he spat out as he swiftly pushed you down on the couch by your throat and towered over you. You looked at him, eyes wide and filled with confusion as his hands pulled down your skirt and dropped it on the floor and his teeth swiftly found their way on your neck, biting harshly which made you gasp out. He started sucking on the area he bit just second ago as he dragged his hand down your waist and swiftly moving it to his own pants, undoing the button and unzipping them. His other hand snaked around your throat, moving up to turn your jaw, giving him more space as his other hand messily pulled down his pants. You kept whimpering out from harsh sensations on your neck as Akutagawa's hand cupped your jaw tighter than before. He was pressing his whole body into yours and you could feel his hard cock rising and pressuring your clothed pussy. He pulled away from your neck, leaving purple mark behind as his lips brushed shell of your ear.

"If you want to behave like a whore then you will get treated like one." he said in raspy whisper as his hands started taking you shirt off, your body following naturally. He didn't bother taking your bra off as he just pushed you in the matress by your throat as his hands quickly dragged down your body and started pulling your panties down and dropped them on the floor. He took his shirt off over his head and threw it away, exposing his gently muscular pale body. His cold, slim fingers traced down your lower tummy, barely touching it, making you quiver. He moved them down on your inner lips, gently rubbing between them as your precum coated his fingers.

"Wet already, hah." he chuckled out, low and sinister smile curling on his face.

"You really are a whore, did you just got wet or was it when you were entertaining that weretiger?" he asked in spiteful tone which made you look away, still embarrassed and guilty.

"No.." you barely whispered out and he just pushed his two fingers inside you making you gasp out. He moved them slowly, stretching you out as he curled them up, pressing your sensitive spot inside making you moan lowly. He started moving his fingers in vigorous pace which made you bring your legs together but he quickly pushed your knee away as he extracted his fingers, string of your juices connecting them with your wet cunt. He swiftly pulled his boxers down and pumped his cock for a few seconds and positioned it in line of your entrance, slowly pushing it in, making both of you gasp out. His pelvis kissed your pussy as he went all the way in, stretching you out completely. His hands were on both sides of you and you gently grasped his wrists as he started slamming his cock inside you. He was laughing cunningly as you started whimpering out, your grip on his wrists becoming tighter as he kept unusual, vigorous pace inside you. His cock stimulated all your sweet spots inside as his tip kept pressuring your sweetest one, your g-spot and making you whimper out desperately. He was groaning out through small, malicious laughs.

"So, did you have fun with making me jealous?" he asked you through breathy groans as he slammed his cock deeply inside, making you gasp out and move your upper body near him from the intensity which he quickly stopped by pushing you down with his hand. He snaked it around your throat as he kept looking at you, frowning, but his lips curled on the side.

"Tell me, you fucking cunt, did you enjoy that?" he said weakly, but in firm tone as soft groan leaving his throat as he started moving his hips faster. You grabbed his wrist of a hand that was around your throat as you barely shook your head, muffled whimpers leaving your throat as your legs grew weaker from forceful thursts. His balls kept slamming on underside of your pussy, making wet, loud claps, slightly bruising your skin. He was deep inside you, relentlessly moving his hips back and forth, making you lightheaded as he kept pressuring your sensitive spot.

"Speak up, slut. You are barely being fucked." he spat out as he once again slammed his hips into you, his cock reaching the deepest spot, making your eyes roll back in your head as you let out sharp moan. He swiftly moved his hand off of your throat and moved it next to your head, balancing himself better as he started vigorously thursting inside you. Tears formed inside your eyes and slowly rolled down your cheeks as your hands looked for any type of support trying to switch your focus away from burning heat and mixture of pleasure and pain inside your wet, drooling cunt.

"N-no." you choked out through mixture of sharp moans and whimpers.

"Then why did you do it?" he asked in slightly broken voice, but sharp tone, making you forget everything for a second, looking at his eyes that didn't meet yours. He started moving in even faster, more forceful manner, making you buckle up as loud moans left your throat. He was groaning out in low tone, looking down at your chest with anger showing in every line of his face.

"I- I-.." you tried to choke out words.

"I-it was ju-just a.." you choked out through deep breaths as his cock kept constantly pressing your sensitive spot, making you desperate for release.

"I love yo-you." you barely gasped out through messy, loud whimpers.

"Hah, save that for someone else you fucking slut." he spat out through a groan, his eyes finally meeting yours, filled with mixture of anger and lust.

"Did you enjoy his attention? Do you wish he was fucking you right now?" he asked you in spiteful tone as his hips kept rocking inside you, he was close to his orgasm, but didn't plan on stopping regardless. Tears kept running down your face from intensity, your lower tummy filled with pleasurable pain as he kept stretching you out and overstimulating your g-spot. Your skin was deeply bruised from his balls at this point, making you whine out anytime they would smack on sensitive spot.

"N..no." you whimpered out and bit your lower lip as your pussy became sore and overstimulated.

"Whore and a fucking liar. You really have no shame, as expected from a common slut." his voice was breathy but still very spiteful, but it made your walls tighten around his cock as you looked away in embarrassment. He slowed down his movement for a brief while, not as rough as before, but still consistently pressing your sensitive spot. You were whimpering out as he swiftly grabbed your jaw with his hand.

"You have one minute to explain yourself before I ruin this desperate cunt of yours." he spat out, frowning as small drops of sweat rolled down his pale face. He slowed down his movement completely, making you sigh out.

"I thought it would be just a harmless joke." you said, looking away from him, eyes filled with embarrassment as your face grew hot.

"I didn't think it through. I don't have an explanation." you choked out as Akutagawa's frowned face didn't change.

"But I love you, I promise it meant nothing. You are all I need Aku." you said through a soft whisper as your hand gently cupped his cheek.

"You are the best." you smiled gently as his face softened. He closed his eyes as small smile curled on his face, slowly softening the grip around your throat as he moved his hand to the side, balancing himself. You waited for his response, slightly nervous.

"It doesn't change the fact you are a slut, so I will fuck you like one." he said as his eyes lowered, immediately picking up the vigorous pace with his hips, relentlessly thursting inside you, once again consistently pressuring your g-spot. You moaned out sharply as your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in more. He groaned out at sensation of your wet, throbbing cunt as small amount on sweat dragged down his face, dropping on your cheek. His hand grabbed your thigh, squeezing it tightly as he slowly moved up, making you quiver and let out small whimpers. He swiftly unwrapped your legs, putting one on his shoulder, thursting deeper inside you. He was groaning as his balls kept slapping your underside of your pussy, his tip kissing your sensitive spot. You covered your mouth with one of your hands, barely muffling down your loud moans as your other hand gripped the edge of the couch trying to sustain intensity that was filling up your lower tummy as Akutagawa kept his relentless pace. He squeezed your leg tightly, leaving red mark behind as his other hand found its way on your lower tummy. He gently pressured it, his thumb immediately resting on your clit, making you whimper out in your hand.

"That weretiger will never get to experience and feel you like this, do you understand me?" he asked you through sharp groans, as his face frowned once again, pressuring your lower tummy more as he felt himself moving and thursting inside you on his palm. Your pussy clenched around his cock, making him twitch and moan out in return.

"No one will. Only me." he said in sharp tone as his hips started moving a bit faster, making you let out loud, breathy moan. He started moving his thumb around your clit making you quiver and clench yourself around his cock tightly, loud groan leaving his throat.

"On-only you-u." you said through breathy moans as his thumb kept moving in the same pace as well as his thursts, making heat build up inside you quickly as he kept stimulating all of your sweet spots.

"No one..no one else." you said weakly as his thurst kept relentless pace and his thumb kept stimulating your clit, bringing you closer to your orgasm. He twitched inside you due to your words as load of his warm precum spilled inside you.

"Fuck. Not yet." he groaned out as he kept moving his hips, moans and groans mixing up and leaving his parted lips. You clenched around his cock tightly as your legs started shaking. You could feel your orgasm approaching and gripped edge of the couch tightly. Your moans and Akutagawa's groans filled up the room as he kept thursting inside you and his thumb still stimulating your clit in pace you loved the most. You could finally feel your sweet release, moaning loudly as your orgasm washed all over you as your leg tried to wrap around Akutagawa weakly as you reached peak of your orgasm. Loud, needy groans kept leaving Akutagawa's throat as your cum coated around his already overly sensitive cock as he was holding himself back from further release. Your pussy pulsated around him as you slowly started coming down off of your high. He moved his thumb away from your clit, pressuring your lower tummy with his whole hand.

"Fuck, let me fill you up like you deserve." he groaned out as he kept thursting inside you, breathing messily as his groans filled up the room, completely muffling down your whimpers due to how loud he was. You felt him twitching inside you as his thursts became messier and slower. You felt load of his warm cum filling you up inside as he started choking out his groans, his hands moving down your hips, grabbing them tightly as his fingernails digged in your sensitive skin. You bit your hand from sensations as he slowed down his thurts, part of his cum drooling out of your pussy, breathing quickly and loudly as he was riding out his orgasm. He thursted one more time, deeply inside you and you twitched, sharp moan leaving your now parted lips and he slowly pulled out, trying not to make a mess and laid next to you. You were both calming down your breathing and you slowly turned around to him, placing your hand on his chest.

"Are you still mad?" you whispered out, observing his face.

"No." he said quickly, looking at the ceiling.

"It doesn't seem like that." you said in concerned voice.

"Did you really mean what you said?" he asked in his usual voice, as his gaze moved towards you.

"Yes. I really did." you said in comforting tone as your hand moved away from his chest and cupped his cheek. He looked deeply in your eyes and nodded, closing his.

"I love you Aku. Only you." you whispered out and he turned his head, leaning in closer and placing a small kiss on top of your lips.

"I love you too." he choked out in softer whisper which made you giggle a bit. You pulled him closer as your arms and legs wrapped around him into a huge cuddle.

"Just a little while. Then we will take a bath." you whispered out softly and Akutagawa nodded as his arms wrapped around you, both of you closing your eyes and enjoying each other like this.

Ranpo Edogawa

Making Ranpo jealous wasn't exactly your brightest idea. You thought you were slick with flustering Poe left and right, praising his books, his outfit, the way he writes, how smart and intelligent he is. You truly thought all of this but in a friendly manner, however you added slightly flirtatious tone to it as three of you walked home. Ranpo didn't say anything, keeping his eyes closed the whole time as his hands picked on the fabric of his pockets, trying to ease up the annoyance he felt. It wasn't like Ranpo was jealous, he saw right through your foolish attempt however he couldn't help himself but feel abandoned and deprived of attention and praise. You were finally saying your goodbye to Poe as you parted ways, Ranpo and you entering your shared apartment. He was awfully silent which was very unusual for him and you could feel your tummy burning as uneasiness risen inside rather than funny, excited feeling to tell him this was just a little, meaningless joke. You couldn't even think of anything to say in order to break this tension. Ranpo went in the bathroom silently and left you alone with your racing thoughts. Ranpo wasn't jealous, no, he was just painfully annoyed that you even thought this would work on him. However, as he slowly opened his eyes and took a look in the mirror, he started questioning the situation. Could it really be that he wasn't good enough for you anymore? There is no way, he would know if something was happening, he always does, doesn't he? Frustration started rising inside him as his deduction kept failing him to make sense out of this situation. All knew was that he was frustrated, annoyed, hurt and maybe...just maybe slightly jealous. He was always the one to receive your praise. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 one to receive your praise. On the other hand, given the fact this is most likely a foolish joke, he was offended that you would even think you could play with him and his emotions like this. You were pacing around the room in the meantime, finally sitting on the couch, trying to calm down and think how to fix this. Ranpo came out of the bathroom and went directly to the kitchen. He went to grab something sweet, trying to relax himself and you couldn't help yourself, but walk over to him.

"What are you doing?" you asked shyly.

"Eating. Isn't it obvious?" he said in sharp tone as he took a bite of small chocolate. Fuck, he was mad.

"Can I get a bite?" you tried to cute your way into his heart, maybe that's how he will forgive you.

"Sure. Ask Poe to buy you some." he said as he finished his chocolate bar. You scoffed and opened the cabinet but he swiftly smacked it with his hand, closing it forcefully.

"Are you being for real right now?" you asked him slightly irritated at his behavior.

"You have Poe's number, don't you? Maybe message him to buy you some nice candy once he earns enough money from his delightful, intelligent works as you said." he was as sharp as before, at this moment his eyes opened, giving you an annoyed but firm look.

"Oh come on Ranpo, don't be a baby." you said in annoyed tone.

"Don't be a whore." he spat out as you opened your eyes widely, he was never this spiteful before towards you.

"Excuse me?" you said in slightly shocked voice, raising your eyebrows.

"You heard me." he kept his tone and he could feel that everything inside him was burning with anger.

"I can't believe you. Okay, yeah, it was stupid but you don't get to call me like that." you stepped closer to him, as your hand rested on top of kitchen counter, trying to stabilize yourself from all shakiness that was haunting your body in this very moment.

"I get to call you whatever I seem fitting." he said in firm tone as his face came closer to yours. You kept looking at each other for a few seconds and you could see right through his frowning expression and firm, green eyes. He was hurt deep inside and you felt awful about it. Ranpo wasn't thinking of his hurt right now, all his head was filled with was how hard he wanted to take anger out on something. Or someone. He looked at you as small smirk covered his face, leaving you confused. He closed his eyes for a split second and as he opened them, you could see lust lurking inside them. You swallowed loudly, still confused about what happened just now.

"You are right. Let me make it up to you darling." he said in slightly softer tone as his hand softly cupped your cheek, soft blush appearing on your face as he leaned in closer, his lips touching yours as he spoke.

"Take that pretty shirt off for me, will you?" he whispered in your lips as your hands followed, like they were hypnotized by his voice. You took it off over your head and dropped it on the kitchen floor.

"Good. Can you do the same with your bra?" he whispered in your lips once again, making you tremble. You could feel your core getting warm and leaking on your panties. Ranpo wasn't usually the type to take any initiative or rather to be demanding one. This was an interesting change and you loved every second of it. You undid your bra and slided it down your arms, letting it drop on the floor. He smirked devilishly as his next order set place.

"Be a darling and take off your pants as well." he ordered, this time his lips slightly away from yours as he observed your body. You took of your pants and as you got out of them, you kicked them to the side. Ranpo's green irises moved down, tracing every curve of yours. He stepped towards you, his hands gently grasping your hips as his lips moved on your nipple. He gave it a quick lick, making you quiver, and swiftly sucked it in between his teeth. He started sucking on it more rough than usual as he pulled you in by your hips. You could feel his cock slowly getting hard and pressing your lower tummy as his sucking of your sensitive nipple made you whimper. He moaned in it lowly, sending tingling vibrations through your body that made you whimper as he slowly pulled away, moving his attention to your other nipple. Your hands tangled in his hair, grasping it softly as he sucked on your sensitive areola. You whimpered out under his rough movement as his fingers traced under sides of your panties, slowly pulling them down. He slowly dragged them down your thighs as he pulled away from your nipple, making pop sound. Your panties dropped on the floor and he kneeled in front of you as moved his fingers between your thighs, softly brushing on one of them as he finally reached your wet cunt. He slowly rubbed between your inner lips, coating his fingers in your leaking precum. You whimpered out as your hands still grasped his dark locks. He slowly brought his wet fingers to his mouth, taking a quick, kitten lick. He moaned out due to the taste, making your core become warmer. He swiftly got up and rested his hands on your hips as he positioned you on the counter, your ass touching cold edge.

"Sit on it." he ordered in teasing voice as his low eyes looked at you seductively with no traces of anger anymore whatsoever. You obeyed and positioned yourself on the counter, placing your hands behind you and narrowing your hips and making your pussy nicely exposed for Ranpo's lustful gaze. He stood between your legs, parting them more by pushing your knees as he slowly moved one of them on your drooling cunt. He swiftly teased your entrance for a second and pushed two of his fingers inside, curling them up to pressure your sensitive spot. You moaned out and threw your head back as he started moving more them vigorously, his lips parted and eyes filled with desire.

"You are so wet." he whispered out as he slowly extracted his fingers and observing bright juices on them. His cock became even harder now, it was one of rare moments where Ranpo experienced an urge to destroy and ruin you. To punish you. He pulled his pants and boxers down in one movement, his cock growing bigger than you ever saw it before. His tip was messily coated in precum and Ranpo positioned himself with your entrance. He moved his tip up and down, coating himself more in your leaking juices, his mind growing hazy. He swiftly pushed his cock inside, making both of you moan out sharply. He grabbed your hips tightly as he started moving his hips in relentless pace. You whined out due to feeling of sudden stretching and his tip pressuring your sensitive spot. He whimpered out and bit his lip as he kept slamming his cock inside you. He leaned his head forward, his teeth biting into your collarbone as be tried to supress his whines. You gasped out at harsh sensation as one of your hands grabbed his clothed shoulder tightly. He whined into your skin, his soft and warm breath making you shiver as he kept relentlessly thursting inside you. You felt him on every sweet spot inside of you, making your eyes fill up with tiny tears as you felt him harhsly twitching inside you, making you quiver. You moaned out as he slowly pulled away from your bruised collarbone and brought his lips to your ear.

"Tell me." he whimpered out as he desperately thursted inside you in vigorous pace.

"Wha..what?" you whimpered out as tip of his cock kissed your sweet spot inside you.

"Tell me." he whined out in needy voice as he started moving faster, making your eyes roll back from pressure and stimulation, loud moans leaving your parted lips. His fingernails digged deeply inside of your hips as he tightened his grip. Kitchen was filled with your moans, his whines and fast, wet, clapping sounds. You couldn't think properly, Ranpo was never like this before. Ranpo also knew he was never like this before and that's why he needed to know.

"Tell me I'm good." he whimpered out as you felt knot of heat blossom inside your tummy from his words. He kept his vigorous pace and you could barely speak up.

"You..ah, are-" you whined out as you felt his cock twitch harsly inside you, pressing your g-spot. You dropped your head forward, your lips resting next to Ranpo's ear.

"Good. You are good." you said weakly as your legs started shaking so you wrapped them around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you making both of you groan out.

"More." he whined out as he kept his vigorous pace inside you, making your fingernails leave a deep mark in his shoulder as you moaned out.

"You are good. You are amazing, Ranpo." your voice was soft, breathy as whimpers kept leaving your throat. He moaned out, his hips still moving at relentless pace as his cock twitched inside you once again. You clenched around him making him bite into your neck harshly as he let out a whine muffled by your skin. You let out sharp moan as tip of his cock kept relentlessly pressing your g-spot.

"You are too good. You are the best." you whined your words out and you could feel Ranpo twitching inside you with each praise. He was still painfully frustrated with everything that has happened and swiftly moved away from your bruised neck.

"It didn't, ah-" he whined out as you clenched around his cock.

"Seem like you thought that when you were being a whore." he chocked out through whiny voice.

"I am sorry, it was stupid." you whispered out through a weak voice.

"It was." he whispered out as he started thursting inside you even faster and moved his upper body away, creating more space between two of you as his hand rested on your thigh. He swiftly moved his hand and placed it on your lower tummy, his thumb drawing messy circles on your clit. You gasped out as wave of heat spreaded in your lower tummy.

"Yeah, you are so good." you whined out as you threw your head back. His cock was relentlessly thursting inside you as his thumb stimulated your clit in perfect pace. He twitched again at your praise, his release coming closer.

"Keep going, you are such a good boy for me." you kept praising him through breathy moans making his cock pulsate inside you as he completely forgot about what was he even mad about, completely drunk by this moment. He kept twitching inside you, his hips still keeping up relentless pace, his tip kissing your g-spot as his thumb kept stimulating your clit. You felt heat build up inside your lower tummy as your orgasm approached.

"Don't stop." you whispered out as your head fell forward looking at his cock getting in and out of your throbbing cunt.

"I am so close, you are doing so well for me baby." you kept whispering out your praises and you could feel Ranpo twitch inside you as he kept his pace up. You wrapped your legs around his hips weakly as you, with few more seconds of his cock thursting inside you and pleasurable movement of his thumb, finally started reaching your orgasm. Ranpo was whining desperately as your hot, wet juices leaked on his sensitive cock. You kept whimpering out as your orgasm reached its peak, tightening grip on Ranpo's shoulder. He moved his hand off of your lower tummy and grabbed your hips harshly as he desperately fucked you. You were finally coming down your orgasm but everything inside you was sore making you overly sensitive. Your hand went into Ranpo's hair, harshly pulling his bangs as he whined out.

"Good boy, you were so good." you praised him weakly as you felt lightheaded from all sensations. Ranpo was close to his orgasm, desperately and relentlessly thursting inside as high pitched whines kept leaving his throat.

"I, ah-"

"I want to fill you up please."

"Let me..ah, let me do it. You are mine, I want this to be mine." he whined out his pleading sentences.

"It's yours. Do it baby, be a good boy for me." you whispered through broken moans as Ranpo started pulsating inside your sensitive cunt. His eyes filled up with little tears as he thursted roughly. He started whining out inconsistently, through small sharp breaths as he finally filled you up with load of cum. You twitched from pressure of being filled up by his warm cum as he kept whimpering out, slowing his pace down in messy thurts as his cum leaked out of you. He let out one last sharp whine as he started coming down off of his intense orgasm. He slowed down his movement completely and slowly pulled out, cum leaking everywhere as his head fell right onto your chest. He was breathing sharply and quickly as you stroked his hair, calming down as well.

"I am sorry once again, I promise it will never happen again my love." you said through a whisper as his arms wrapped around you. He closed his eyes.

"How can I be sure?" he asked in his usual tone as he finally calmed down.

"Hmm, how about we clean this mess up and I bake you brownies that you love so much as a promise I will never joke like this ever again?" you whispered as your hand kept stroking his messy hair.

"It was a stupid joke, but I accept it as a peace offer." he kept his usual voice and squeezed you tightly.

"I know it was and I am sorry." you whispered once again as your arms wrapped around him.

"Now let's clean this up, shall we?" you said softly.

"No, let's stay like this a bit longer, please love." he whispered and you smiled softly and nodded as two of you cuddled for a bit, spending rest of your day cleaning, taking care of each other and enjoying sweet brownies.

Kunikida Doppo

Kunikida and you had healthy relationship, he was always open and communicative about his needs and desires and expected from you to do same. You knew he was an idealist therefore he tried keeping those standards in his relationship as well. Jealousy wasn't really your thing, nor his on that matter, neither of you never really had a reason to be jealous because you deeply trusted each other. However, today you decided to see how can you push his buttons by flirting with Dazai. Three of you were only ones left in Agency office, finishing up work..and Dazai was being punished for making a mess so Kunikida was already stressed out. Dazai was a bit thrown away when you first started complimenting his brown hair and saying how brown is your favorite one, how you love little curls he has rather than fully straight hair. Kunikida looked up at you, his gaze slightly annoyed but he was focused on the work so he didn't say anything. Dazai quickly caught up on your little joke and started acting all flustered, complimenting you back and calling you 'his little belladonna'.

"I think you overworked yourself today Dazai, you should go home." Kunikida said firmly as eyes shot him an irritated look.

"But I was just getting started on how my belladonna has prettiest eyes, Kunikida~" he whined out in teasing tone and you giggled.

"I heard. I think she will be okay without that, we have a lot of work so I suggest you leave now." he ordered him firmly.

"Fine~, belladonna, think of me." Dazai sighed out and quickly brushed his fingers on your jaw as he stood up and slowly walked out of the office. He was satisfied since he could leave early, but even he could sense the tension created in the room behind him. You acted innocent, typing out reports on your laptop as Kunikida kept staring at you, his eyes low and sharp.

"Explain yourself Y/N." he said in slightly rougher tone than usual.

"I just like his hair, nothing to explain." you said quickly as you didn't even bother to look up at him. He stood up and walked up to your table and swiftly pushed down the screen of laptop, almost smacking your fingers in the process.

"What the hell are you doing?" you yelled at him as he stood tall in front of your table, his hand still firmly pressing closed laptop.

"I can ask the same." he said in sharp tone, shooting you a disapproving look. You looked down at your lap trying to think how to get out of this one, now realizing you went overboard.

"I have nothing to say." you whispered out, trying to keep up your facade. Kunikida walked around the table and stood next to you, his irritated presence feeling heavy on your body. You still haven't looked at him but his gaze was piercing through your entire being.

"Stand up." he ordered and you looked up at him swiftly, not even thinking about it. You were confused but you stood up slowly as you gave him questioning look.

"Look me in the eyes." he ordered in sharp tone and you did, feeling insanely uncomfortable now.

"Do I make you unhappy? What is this? Am I not doing something correctly?" he was still painfully irritated but also genuinely not understanding what happened between Dazai and you.

"No..it's not that." you said shyly as you looked away.

"Eyes on me Y/N." he ordered and you looked at him, soft blush spreading on your face.

"It's not that." you said once again, at this point embarrassed to admit as you felt bad abour what happened.

"Then what it is? Hm?" his tone was still sharp as he grew more irritated from having to pull words out of your mouth which he never had to do before. Your fingers nervously played with his thin red bow as you couldn't keep looking at him, trying to somehow get out of this situation. He brought his hands up, one lifting your chin up as his other one swiftly moved your fingers away from his bow. You blushed as soft heat built up inside you as you were looking at him. He was irritated, just wanting to let it all out, he was thinking how he should've let it out on Dazai but that's not possible now. He knew what was possible though.

"Fine. I know one way to make you speak up." he said sharply and before you could process it, his lips were on top of yours, his tongue swiftly finding yours as he kissed you roughly. You gasped lowly in his mouth as your hands wrapped around his neck, his own hands sliding down on your hips as both of you turned, your back pressing on the wall. His kiss was demanding, rough and you could feel his cock softly pressing on your body as it grew harder. He swiftly pulled away and looked down at your shirt, unbuttoning it in one quick movement as he started leaving messy bites all over your collarbones. Your hands wrapped around his cheeks as you let out small whimpers. He moved up to your neck, placing few fast kisses as he moved small portion of your skin between his teeth, sucking on it greedily. You let out a soft moan as he left a little mark behind, his lips now brushing on your earshell.

"Turn around." he ordered, his voice sharp but shaky and you obeyed, his hands swiftly pulling your hips towards him, making you arch your back slightly. He undid his pants, opening his button and pulling his zipper down as they fell down on his ankles. He followed with pulling his boxers down exposing his hard cock as his two fingers moved between your panties and wet pussy. He moved his fingers up and down, his cold fingernails stimulating you slightly and making you quiver. His other hand was stroking his hard cock as he pulled your panties aside, aligning himself with your wet folds. He slowly moved his tip up and down, his foot gently pushing your making you spread your legs more for him. Your hands were on the wall as you awaited his next move. He swiftly pushed himself inside, sudden fullness making you moan out sharply and clench your hands into fists. He gasped out in deeper tone as his hands grabbed your hips roughly and he started thursting inside you. His movement was medium paced making you whimper as he let out small groans.

"Tell me. What happened there?" he asked through a breathy voice.

"Noth-" you tried to say but loud moan left your parted lips as he fastened up his pace, intensely stimulating you. You tried your best to stabilize yourself by pressing your hands harder on the wall as he kept relentlessly thursting inside you, consistently pressuring your g-spot.

"Try again." he groaned out his words out in low tone as he slowed down his movement letting you speak properly.

"I already did." you said through shaky, breathy voice. He completely stopped his movement.

"Maybe you are truthful, sluts don't have explanation." he said in sharp tone making you turn your head towards him wanting to say something but he started thursting vigorously inside you, his balls slapping your clit making you quiver each time as loud moans left your throat.

"I-I am not..ah, a slut." you choked your words out through moans. Kunikida slowed his movement for a split second as he spoke.

"Oh yeah? Then why are being fucked like one?" he said sharply as his grip on your hips became tighter and he continued thursting inside you vigorously. Your loud moans and his low groans filled up the room as he kept his relentless pace and you kept clenching around him. He spanked your ass harshly leaving a red mark behind making you groan out. He pressed his fingernails deeply inside your skirt, grabbing all the skin of your hips as he started pulling them to meet his cock. Your hands were getting weak as his cock kept stimulating all sweet spots inside you.

"I-, I am sorry." you said weakly through broken whimpers.

"Speak up whore." he groaned out as his pace stayed the same. Tears formed inside your eyes as you looked down at the floor, biting your lip harshly.

"It was ah-, a joke." you cried out as he started twitching inside you, further stimulating your wet, sensitive cunt.

"I am sorry." you said weakly as your body started twitching and shaking from all sensations inside you. Kunikida stayed silent but kept his rough pace up.

"You are all I want." you kept crying out as soft tears rolled down your face from your sore cunt being in desperate need of release.

"You are all I need." you whispered out but it was loud enough for Kunikida to hear that as his cock started pulsating inside you. His grip on your hips softened as he slowed down his pace making you gasp out from sudden loss of friction.

"That was beyond stupid." he said in sharp voice as his balls kept gently hitting your clit as his tip kissed your g-spot.

"I know Kuni, I am really sorry." you whispered out as he sighed out. He closed his eyes for a second and he could feel annoyance still lingering in his chest and he swiftly picked up his previous, rough movement. You whined out at sudden friction as groans left Kunikida's throat.

"I will fill you up like a little whore you are." he said in less sharp tone.

"Would you like that? For me to fill you up like a little whore?" he groaned as you clenched tightly around him and nodded shamefully. He scoffed as one of his hands snaked around and went under your skirt from the front. He started making small circles on your clit with two of his fingers making you whimper out at sensation.

"I need you to cum for that first." he whispered as his torso rested on your back, pressuring you slightly further into the wall as he kept thursting vigorously inside you hitting all your sweetest spots as his fingers moved in the pace you loved the most. You clenched around his cock making him let out sharp, shaky groan in response. Office was filled with both of your moans, whimpers and claps of wet skin. His cock kept pressing your g-spot perfectly as his skilled fingers sent shivers through your body. You felt gentle heat build up inside you as your legs started shaking more, your orgasm slowly approaching. Kunikida was close himself and let out sharp groan as he kept twitching from your wet cunt leaking precum around his sensitive cock. Both of you were unable to think properly, at this point only desperately focused on approaching release. He kept his pace inside you and as he started moving slightly faster on your clit you went over the edge, your orgasm building up and with few more seconds you felt it finally bursting inside you. You let out desperate moans from your intense orgasm, your knees getting weaker. Kunikida was whimpering sharply behind you, his cock getting coated in your juices as you kept clenching and relaxing around him as you started coming down your high making him twitch hard inside you. You finally calmed down as he moved his fingers away from your clit, his hand tangling in your hair, pulling it harshly.

"I am going to fuck a baby into you, do you want that slut?" he spat out through heavy groans as he started moving even faster, his cock overstimulating you inside, making you whimper out. You barely nodded due to his harsh grip and he let go of your hair as his hand went back on your hips, keeping you in one place as he kept thursting and chasing his release.

"Fill me up, please." you pleaded as his cock pulsated at your words. He was so close to his release but kept his pace firm as his hands grabbed your hips tightly and loud groans left his parted lips. He thursted few more times and finally reached his release, load of his thick, warm cum filling you up inside making both of you whimper through sharp inconsistency. He slowed down his hips, pulling in and out of you slowly as he fucked his cum inside of you trying not to spill anything. You took a deep breath as he extracted his cock carefully and pulled your panties back to cover your pussy. You stood up and adjusted your skirt as Kunikida pulled you into a tight hug, making your eyes go wide as you got surprised but your arms quickly wrapping around him as you smiled softly.

"At least pull your pants up before hugging a lady." you giggled out as Kunikida let go of you, nervously pulling his boxers and pants up. He looked at you slightly embarrassed, earning more of your giggles. You hugged him tightly as one of his hands played with your hair.

"Don't do that again." he said in worried but soft tone.

"I won't, it's a promise." you whispered out and looked at him as he leaned to place soft kiss on your lips.

"How about we leave and go treat ourselves with a nice, long shower and movie marathon?" he asked you in his usual tone, his gaze filled with love and care.

"Oh? Kunikida Doppo wants to skip work after he had sex in the office? It's like I am describing Dazai." you giggled out as he shot you a sharp look.

"Don't compare me to that lazy and promiscuous man." he looked at you firmly as you giggled out.

"Sorry, sorry. When you said for me not to do that again, did you mean make jokes or make you jealous?" you asked as you looked him in the eyes, still hugging him.

"Both. You are not good at either my love." he teased you which was unusual for him but you kicked his thigh with your knee making him pull away from the hug as he smiled softly.

"Damn your reflexes. Can we go now?" you whined out playfully and Kunikida nodded, hi lips curling into a soft smile. He came next to you, his arm wrapping around your back as two of you left the office.

"I love you, you know?" you said as big smile covered your face.

"I do. I love you too, darling." Kunikida smiled softly as two of you went home, enjoying rest of the day together.

Thank you for your request and I hope you liked it and enjoyed!! :) <3

Huge thanks to everyone for all the support and kindess you showed me, as well as patience! :) <3 special thanks to my friends for motivating me and believing in me, i love you all beyond words <3

I truly do deeply appreciate it and huge kisses on the forehead for everyone hehehe <333

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envy-of-the-apple · 15 days

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I cant stop thinking about mafia boss suguru constantly changing plans for reader on the fly everytime he meets her since the DAY HE MET YOU IN PERSON

I just feel like he is because i kept thinking back on reader's fumble at suguru's meeting and making her sit on his lap, that's just an out of pocket thing to do to your employee(especially if youre turning a blind eye to him and his tame advancements) and my brain got out of hand with its assumptions every moment suguru decides what to do with reader

I mean it would be a cute (twisted)romance when he mentioned doing his background check with apathy then when he met you for real he never expected a barrage of feelings he felt for you, so originally he would pimp you out, but in you go to do office work instead because youre mine or rather ours now, and then proceeded to do an impressive feat of lightning quick decisions that luckily tips to his favor, like your confrontation with your father's aggrieved enemies and was presented with fool proof of an opportunity to have a solid future with you(im fuming he just let that dude go and let men from rivaling groups vex us!)

As much as premeditated machinations go, lucky bastard suguru is unironically funny and brushing with your father's enemy feels like a moment he never anticipated?? Idk, that part cemented what my brain is cooking of him

Would you ever consider dropping another part for suguru's pov? I really wanna know at what point he fell for reader(and i wanna know what hes thinking when reader said "just for one night 🥺")

omg seeing this in my inbox was such a treat! I love it when yall get analytical.

What can I say? Suguru is an opportunist, he's sadistic enough to let you get bullied and tossed around a little, just so you can plead and cry so prettily in his arms. If if makes you feel any better, Suguru was keeping a close eye on the men who crashed Miss Gem's apartment, and made sure you weren't there to get hurt. He just wanted to scare you enough to coax you into his arms lololol. So many people theorized that he was the one who orchestrated it, (he didn't, suguru hates getting his hands dirty). How could he have known that letting that man get away would cause this domino effect? If anything he and his husband are the good guys for giving you a refuge for such a low price.

Omg the love at first sight trope is so funny for Suguru. Buuut if you reread the fic again you might find that's not exactly what happened:).

I really like the way this ended so I probably wont be making a part two or anything in suguru's pov. buut to answer your last question suguru was definitely nodding along but in his head he was going 'right like we're ever letting you go after this'.

After all, it wasn't really a choice. But for your sake, he made you think you had one. See, he really does love you;)

#yandere jjk #dark jjk #yandere #yakuza au satosugu #dark geto suguru #yandere geto suguru #RAST ask

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tojisun · 14 days

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i can’t stop rereading your ghoap x reader drabble, specifically the one where ghost HATESSS reader and only tolerates them for soap. it breaks my heart but it’s also so entertaining bcs i love a good pathetic reader but also.. stand up 😒 /j

stand up on this dick 🙂‍↕️

BSKDJKRJZ but yea omg im so glad that u liked the drabble!!! i was having a hard time trying to relay how much messier it is in my head bc i fear that i might make the characters too unlikeable. that said—

(non-canon in the lil short series but) thinking about soap who’s… torn.

he likes his LT by a lot, but he also likes you. kind of. not with the same ferocity and fervour, but he likes you a lot. and this isn’t the problem, really. the problem is how he finds it, well, pleasing, almost, how his lieutenant likes you and soap differently.

simon—and something in johnny’s heart flutters at the knowledge that you don’t even know his lieutenant’s name—adores johnny. how it’s almost obsessive and drunken with how he seeks him out at night, rumbling his please’s and his i need you’s on johnny’s skin, his thick cock rutting against soap’s abdomen.

but the same couldn’t be said about how simon interacts with you. he knows it was born from his own selfishness—he couldn’t give you up; he couldn’t betray you like that—and that simon couldn’t have possibly liked you that way, so he wonders why he allowed you to be strung along?

he sees how simon attempts to be civil with you. how he doesn’t pull away or shrug you off during the moments that you accidentally topple into his lap instead of johnny’s, but he never does more. never seeks you out, never presses you into every corner he can find with the same desperation that he does with johnny.

and johnny, as much as he denies to himself and says he is still wondering why his heart churns at the obvious display of imbalanced affection or why he lets you be sidelined this way, the truth is that he knows the answer.

because he likes simon for himself, yes, but he also likes it that he’s the only one kind to you. he likes it that he’s the one saving you. the only one making you feel good. not LT. no one else. it’s all johnny.

(and when you start gravitating towards him more, well, johnny’s just glad for that, of course.)

teehee <3

#anon #ask #ghoap x reader #<- not in its entirety but the whole mini series of this angst work #suns

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dollfaced-erin · 6 months

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𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 15

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14

A/n :-

Oh lord im so sorry i didnt update. i had a few tests i had to go through ;;-;;. COVID here is rising again so everyone please take care of your health ! exams are finally overrr aksdlksjd now i can write and finish up those requestss Small reminder that a part of Yingxing's name means star, and a part of Dan Jia's name means home !

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"They're ready to head to the base terminals to start them up. Apparently all three of them shut down after conduction of foreseeing your current and past predicament." Fu Xuan said, looking at (Y/n) after she had returned from giving orders to her assistant.

(Y/n) lifted an eyebrow as if to say, 'is it my fault ? Damn, sorry', but Fu Xuan sighed and put a hand on the forearm of the taller lady next to her.

"No, it's not your fault. The symbols on the Matrix have been dimming for quite a while now, it was expected for it to not be able to recount such memories as distant the Era of Bloodshed." Fu Xuan said, shaking her head.

"Then, if so, would it be able to relinquish Kafka's means ?" (Y/n) asked as she looked at the Master Diviner of the Luofu.

"To reread the recent past written by a mortal to another, is hardly much of a chore." Fu Xuan said with a proud huff, her cute cheeks blushing red with happiness.

"I suppose a lady as capable as yourself shouldn't have any problem in pulling through crises." (Y/n) said with a small smirk.

Fu Xuan flushed and she almost beams at the words of the former High Elder of the Vidyadhara. Then she turns away, trying to keep the ghost of a smile hidden from her face.

"You and that sugar-tongued General...he has really been rubbing off on you, hasn't he ?"

(Y/n) chuckled, shaking her head slightly with dusted cheeks. "As it is, fate is inevitably cruel to those blessed with more time than others. It is only natural to adopt similar instances of speech."

"Ugh..." Qingque grumbled, looking down with tears in her eyes. "I worked so hard in getting transferred to the repository. It was the best place to slack off and be invisible..."

"Now, I actually have career prospects...this is terrible !" She sobbed softly. "If I screw up, they might fire me...but if I get it done right, they'll send me more work !"

But as (Y/n) approached, Welt coughed into his fist, stopping Qingque's rambles.

"Lady (Y/n), will you be joining us ?" Welt asked as the royal lady approached them, her hand fan elegantly resting in the palms of her left hand, the hilt firmly wrapped with her right.

"Yes. I am indebted to the Master Diviner, the General, and those who had expressed concern over my wellbeing." (Y/n) said with a nod. "I shall assist you with whatever power I possess."

"L-Lady (Y/n) herself is accompanying us ?" The librarian, whose name was Qingque, as she recalled, said, looking at the horned woman with admiration in her green eyes. She was just grumbling a moment ago how there was extra work but no extra rewards.

Maybe...

"Does that mean we'll get jobs done faster ?"

"Perhaps ?"

"Oh great ! Then, let's go ! I want to play-- i mean..."

The brunette coughed into her fist for a bit.

"I would like to complete the task provided by the Master Diviner as efficiently as possible. Then, spend my leisure time with some relaxing but mind boggling luck based games." Qingque said, trying to mask her want to get the job done and quickly slack off to go play some Celestial Jade.

(Y/n) chuckled a bit before parting ways with the librarian to meet up with Jing Yuan who was addressing the present events with Stelle and March.

"Fu Xuan's Matrix of Prescience was able to go one step further than Kafka. To maintain the upper hand, I had to keep it a surprise. I hope this hasn't made you doubt my sincerity ?" Jing Yuan said with a smile as he nodded at the approach of (Y/n), his smile turning warmer.

March did NOT look impressed. "Next time, ease off on the surprises ?"

"I promise to be more transparent next time. This time it was sealed tight, not even (Y/n) was aware of my moves."

Jing Yuan looked a little guilty, but not by much.

"At present, Kafka has no intention of speaking and the Stellaron Hunters' motives remain unknown. We must rely on the power of the Divination Commission to unearth the truth." The General said again.

"'Unearth the truth'..." Welt said before looking at Jing Yuan. "You mean, interrogate Kafka using the Matrix of Prescience ?"

"Precisely. The Matrix of Prescience is the Divination Commission's ultimate weapon. It was originally used to calculate navigation routes and predict future events..." Jing Yuan said with a slight nod of his head. "With, special exceptions of course."

"Special exceptions ?" March asked, looking quite invested in the functionality of such a master device.

"Yes. For instance interrogation. The secrets of the Stellaron Hunters' cannot remain hidden for any longer. I have no choice but to move beyond conventional protocol -- we must use divination to ascertain Kafka's intent."

"And for the second means, is to peer into the misty fog that prevents power and past knowledge that is needed to be applied in special circumstances and for health purposes." Jing Yuan said, looking at (Y/n). "Lady (Y/n)'s recurring memories were quite literally dragging her consciousness to the brink of insanity. And as you all know, she possesses timeless and indispensable knowledge."

"Everything hinges on restoring the Matrix of Prescience, which is why I would like you to help Diviner Fu complete the setup. I am eternally grateful for your assistance."

"And as such, I would like you all to look after this little princess for me. She wants to come along with you, and I hope you'll help me keep an eye on her." Jing Yuan said as he gestured to (Y/n) with a cheeky grin.

"Wh-what ?! How rude !"

After repairing the first screen, the group teleported to their first destination. The first of three terminals. The Temporal Terminal which correlates with essence of time. "Observes the potential of the temporal plane" as they say.

After arranging the Mutare Magnus of the Temporal Terminal, the group then moved towards the second gate, where there was a malfunctioning robot, sparking with electricity and buzzing circuits.

"What the heck is this ? It looks like a walking gate !" March said, looking at the automaton in slight fear and awe.

"An Aurumaton. A guard-like robot placed in strategic places. The Matrix is very crucial and information abundant, so it's a...protection measure to make sure only those allowed could activate the terminal." (Y/n) said, looking at the malfunctioning piece of metal suspiciously.

"I feel like it needs a sign saying 'mortals forbidden' or something..." March said, hiding behind (Y/n) while holding onto her arm. Then she looked at Qingque with worried eyes. "Are you sure it wont fly into a rage if we walk past it...?"

"We're here by the order of the master diviner to restart the Matrix of Prescience. We're friends -- not foes !" Qingque declared to the Aurumaton.

The malfunctioning Aurumaton stood up, voice crackling with a broken chip. taking a stance. March yelped and (Y/n) pushed March even more behind her, and standing in front of Stelle.

Qingque looked panicked as she looked at the rising Aurumaton. "Ah...! March, you should join the Divination Commission ! Quick, do something !"

"Get back !" (Y/n) exclaimed, pulling out her fan as she summoned, cloudhymn magic to conjure up surrounding water to slip into the broken cracks of the piece of machinery.

"Before me !" (Y/n) commanded, before stomping her foot onto the ground, leaving a crown of ice circling her foot. Then she swung her fan, using her ice powers to freeze the water that slipped into the Aurumaton, locking it in place.

(Y/n) panted as she set down her fan, the fear from the sudden attack taking her by surprise. Her cheeks were a little dusted even though it was an easy battle for her, but she had to admit.

She was scared for a moment there.

"Hurry. Before the ice melts, you have to either destroy it, or spend time looking for the control panel and cutting the wires." (Y/n) said and Stelle hurriedly rushed forward with March by her side.

"It should be on the back !" Qingque said, still cowering behind (Y/n) as she held the legend's arm.

Without thinking much, March found the control circuit and conjured up an ice knife to cut through the colorful wires.

Then, just as hoped, the Aurumaton fell to the ground, broken. It crackled with sparks, as it serving a warning like it would get up again. But knowing that the circuits were ripped apart, they were sure that it was no longer a need to be afraid...

Then the group entered the second terminal, the Spatial Terminal. It was designed to retrieve information based on space, as Qingque explained. This time, (Y/n) sat by the side as she watched the other girls line up the Mutare Magnus, finding it endearing how they bickered over what way they should put down the pins to achieve the required shape.

And as they walked into the third and final terminal, March looked around with hands on her hips.

"So...let me guess, time, space... I bet the next terminal is energy-related !" March said proudly with a bright smile one her lips.

"Darn..." Qingque groaned as she looked at March with a sorry smile. "The Karma Terminal. They say this terminal is designed to establish casual relationships."

"What ?!"

The three began to move around, arranging the Mutare Magnus, even (Y/n) decided to join in to help them after watching them reset the plane a couple of times.

As she hopped in to help move the pins, she was suddenly reminded of an old memory that flashed in her mind.

"Hey ! Not too far out !" The familiar beloved would call out, chuckling as he followed the tugging of the blanket in his hands. He held the edge of the blanket in his thin but crafty hands, calloused from the harsh work he endured day and night to produce legends.

"But I want the blanket to be straight and tense before setting it down, Yingxing !"

"I understand, but there is no need to pull it so hard, beloved." The older man said, shaking his head as he set down the blanket on the grassy plains beneath the tree.

Wind blew past his hair, causing it to fly all over the place. The white-haired man sighed as he pushed back his long tresses behind his ear. Then he looked at her with a kind and loving gaze, the light of the moon highlighting his features.

"Well ? What are you waiting for ? Come sit down with me, my moon dancer."

Then she saw herself sitting close to the older man, snuggling happily in his arms as the two of them laid under the blanket of stars. The sight of the man staring into her eyes with love as he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

"--dy (Y/n) ?" A voice called out.

"Lady (Y/n) !" A cheerful and bright voice called out, making (Y/n) snap out of her trance-like state. The dragon lady blinked a couple of times, taking in the difference of what seemed to be her memory and the reality in front of her.

All three of the girls were looking quite worried at (Y/n), as she had suddenly stopped after placing the pin in the board.

"Are you alright, Lady (Y/n) ?" March asked, looking quite concerned. "You suddenly spaced out all of a sudden ! We're done here now, and all the terminals have lit up, so let's go back and take a short rest." The pink haired girl advised.

(Y/n) didn't really seem to understand what had just happened, but she nodded and followed the group back to the core using the screens. Although she knew that there were alot of entities roaming around to cause havoc, she couldn't help but shake off the feeling as if there was someone watching her.

The red eyes that observed from afar turned around, once he had determined that his beloved was in safe hands.

"Well done, all of you. I can sense the Matrix of Prescience symbols re-illuminating." Fu Xuan said with a satisfactory smile. "Now, to interrogate Kafka."

The master diviner turned around to face the Matrix before shooting (Y/n) a glace. "Those of you in the core may feel a few...impacts."

March was about to question Stelle what Fu Xuan had said, but then there were two Cloud Knights escorting a young and beautiful woman with red wine hair tied in a messy ponytail and captivating eyes. She wasn't cuffed, yet made no attempt to flee, following the soldiers with a simple gloved hand on her hip.

"Is this really necessary ?" The woman named Kafka asked, her voice as alluring as her features. "I said I'd cooperate with you."

"I have no interest in the words of wanted criminals. Especially those skilled in the art of manipulation." Fu Xuan briskly answered, gaze averted with a frown on her face. Then with a breath, she turned back to face the detained criminal.

"So, say what you will. I'm here to witness the divination of the Matrix of Prescience." Fu Xuan said strongly. "The Divination Commission has ways of extracting the truth, and they're far more effective than a conversation."

The woman with wine red hair chuckled softly, turning to enter the core. That was, before she shot (Y/n) a brief glance with a smirk playing at her lips.

"Then please, Master Diviner."

"Witness my destiny."

With Kafka standing in the middle, hands bound by imaginary power, Fu Xuan stood by the edge, watching her before taking out the power of the matrix. With precise hand gestures and polished expertise, Fu Xuan closed her eyes before she began to extract and activate the power of the three terminals activated by (Y/n) and the group earlier.

The tiles correspondent to their reason and trait glowed, before forming a connection that linked the plates to the Master Diviner. With using the three terminals and herself, a large binding hexagram formed in the air, rotating and calculating the past, present and future.

Kafka levitated in the air, letting her form be suspended and closer to the Matrix' core without a struggle. Symbols and constellations surrounded her as the Master Diviner began to collect data by reading the lines and the meaning of her stars, yet she smiled. Her eyes began to glow a light blue from the power surging through and out of her body, letting it see through her memories and seek out the answers they chased after.

Fu Xuan's own eyes began to glow blue, as she resonated her consciousness with Kafka's and the Matrix itself, focusing and getting a good reading of her own divination.

That was before she saw what she sought after.

Fu Xuan gasped and immediately re-casted the spell, making the Matrix stop its function without the user and Kafka slowly descended to the ground.

"That's...why you're here...?" Fu Xuan asked, full of disbelief as she looked at Kafka.

Kafka smiled slyly and knowingly in return, enjoying the look of betrayal and disbelief painted so evidently on Fu Xuan's face.

"All for that ?!"

Kafka looked down, an unreadable expression in her magenta eyes. "Well ? Not what what you were expecting ?" Kafka asked, tilting her head a little although she had totally expected the reaction.

"I cant believe it..." Fu Xuan said, looking at Kafka in horror, as if the woman before her had told her the most atrocious lie ever known to mankind.

"But the Matrix of Prescience cannot be wrong..."

"What did you see ?" Stelle asked, looking at the Master Diviner worriedly.

"Kafka has nothing to do with the Stellaron." Fu Xuan said before landing her eyes on Stelle. "But you...it's you..."

Stelle looked so confused to what Fu Xuan was talking about, for it wasn't her that had seen the same visions as Fu Xuan did.

"Ha ! Absurd ! I'd never have thought it..."

Then her golden eyes landed on (Y/n), gaze slightly scrutinizing.

"And you...I'd never considered the relation..."

"Talking like this isn't solving anything, Master Diviner..." (Y/n) said, hands crossed over her chest. The other members of the Nameless, and the Amicassador of Sky-Faring Commission looked all confused the same.

Fu Xuan shook her head before nodding in Kafka's direction.

"Ask her yourself. Take as long as you wish."

Fu Xuan left in a hurry after that, saying something about needing to see the General as soon as possible. The remaining party remained unsure of how to proceed. And since it was both (Y/n) and Stelle that were directly regarded by Fu Xuan, it was now known that Kafka knows something about them.

Stelle looked unsure of how to approach the situation, but Welt nodded at her encouragingly. "It's fine...you go ask her. I know you have many questions for Kafka yourself."

Though Stelle looked determined, she was quite unready. "Mr. Yang..." she started. "I think I still need more time to figure out what I want to ask."

"Don't worry." (Y/n) said, putting a tender hand on Stelle's shoulder.

"I'll go first."

"Well...I have heard of you, former Lady High Elder." Kafka said with a little awe in her eyes. "But to see you up-close and personal isn't really the same feeling as he had implied it to be."

"Which do you prefer, Lady High Elder ? Or the Saltator Lunae ? Or even the name you go by with now ?"

"(Y/n) is fine." (Y/n) said, raising up a hand to stop Kafka.

"I had only just woken up from a slumber. So I do not know of your misdeeds to have you scoured by the cosmos itself. But what I do know of is Blade's affiliation with the Stellaron Hunters faction." (Y/n) said with a shake of her head, (h/c) locks swaying elegantly as she did so.

"To know that is more than enough. The Master Diviner wasn't aware of Bladie's intentions of meeting you here. But to see through me consciousness and be aware of it must've been a little surprising to her." Kafka answered simply and honestly, looking straight into (Y/n)'s eyes.

She couldn't be lying. Not that she needed to anyway.

"How was he aware that I was awake in the first place ? Not even the General anticipated my awakening." (Y/n) said with a curious tilt of her head.

"Well...that's because the Destiny's Slave had said so before." Kafka said with a small chuckle, remembering something quite amusing to her.

"You should've seen the look on Bladie's face when he was announced that he stood a chance to meet an intergalactical treasure that had laid dormant for centuries..." Kafka said tenderly.

"It was such...an odd encounter...with emotions so strong. I wonder if I'll ever experience something as intense." The cuffed woman said with a light chuckle.

"For the first time since I met him...he looked alive."

"For the stars had turned against us while we adhered to the laws...perhaps the tide of fate pities us for leading such miserable paths of fate to let us reunite in unfortune events..." Blade said to himself, red eyes clouded with memories, heart beating again with reason.

Unknowing that there was a certain concerned young woman eavesdropping in case his Mara had reacted in him. But oddly, there was no reaction even though Blade was reminiscing about his past.

"Dancer of the moon...shall time and fate allow us..." she heard him gasp softly through a rare soft but broken voice.

For the first time since Kafka had met him, she heard him weep.

'How envious...' Kafka thought to herself.

"With my immortal and life-infested shell, I'd never let you stray away again..."

"My beloved home of stars...(Y/n)..."

#dragon's cradle #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr x you #hsr x reader #hsr #hsr jing yuan x reader #hsr jing yuan x you #hsr blade x reader #hsr blade x you #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #blade x reader #blade x you

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hiemaldesirae · 1 month

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i have less than 24 hours left before i have to go through one of the most stressful days of my life so. heres a list of my fav radiostatic fic recs in no particular order

clarification: by radiostatic i mean fics where vox is 100% not the dom in the relationship. most of these dont contain explicit sex though, and im not recommending any straight porn fics here because you can easily find those with a click and search through the bottom vox tag lmao

most of these fics are unfinished, so be warned that i will not take accountability if you get attached to these without them being finished properly. in fact ill just laugh at you because then we'll be suffering together

now, that aside- starting off strong with some of the more popular fics:

RHTVS / Radio Healed the Video Star by Aspiring_Forest_Witch

notes: LONG fucking fic. like this guys almost 700k words long fic. one of the best things ive ever read in my life though and it has a plotline thats frankly more engaging than the actual showing of hazbin on amazon. so. you know. if you have the time to read it Please do you wont regret it

Unraveling Emotions by Xaelei

notes: one of my favourite fics ever on god. started my brainrot for dad!husk, portrays one of the most scrumptious radiostatic dynamics and is generally so very well written that i might end up trying to recreate one of the scenes in comic form. genuinely in love with this fic and im so glad i can say i was the first comment on this fic because my God its such a treat to see new chapters drop for this. unfortunately i havent had the time to write out a detailed comment as of now but if someone wants to let the author know that im still in love with their fic and will continue supporting it until i drop dead go ahead for me

Safe with Me by rillyrillo

notes: the prequel and main fic of this series is human radiostatic, though the sequel is set in hell. it comes with gorgeous gorgeous art and frankly one of the most exhilirating endings ive ever had the pleasure of witnessing play out. i recommend you guys check out their other fics too, the art continues in them + their radiostatic is written wonderfully across all universes!

A Month of Rut by Vylad

notes: this fic is very self indulgent to me. i love the way radiostatic is written in this one because theyre very soft and sweet, but others may not prefer it if theyre looking for freak4freak radiostatic. if you just want something to indulge in and relax with at the end of a heavy day though this is my #1 rec. i read this sometimes when i find myself crying at night lmao

Down, Up, and Back Down by CowboyEnthusiast

notes: made me sob like a baby. 10/10 no notes whatsoever read it for yourself because you WILL not regret it. i genuinely am always at a loss for words whenever i reread this because it is among the most gutwrenching but beautiful and poetic works that ive ever read and i think it deserves some recognition

Mind the Gap by ZLynn

notes: again, to reiterate, i do very much dislike the abusive!staticmoth portrayal i see in a lot of fics. but in this one... it's written so perfectly, i can definitely see it actually happening. i enjoy the way that val does still seem to care about vox, albeit in his own twisted way that eventually breaks and fractures their love and trust, and its just. Ugh. So fucking good

+ with the less popular but still wonderful depictions of radiostatic that i love to indulge in:

i'll give you a show (cause it helps fill the seats) by dead_and_dreaming

notes: absolutely shameless plug from me for my dear mk's work because i cant stop thinking about the way that she's portrayed al here. its actually insane how fucked up that stupid little deer is and i just. i really fucking love the way that their alastor is written, it's genuinely probably my Number One depiction of alastor ever. i demand more of this stupid little freak RIGHT NOW!!!!

Any of the fics by Rachello344 in the Hazbin Hotel Fandom Tag on their profile

notes: so remember when i told you guys i wouldnt be linking straight porn. looks away... okay in my defense though i read the smut for the characterization and their unique dynamics. its sooo interesting to see how their radiostatic is explored here and im honestly refreshed by the depiction of their relationship. im here for it !!!

The Read 'Em and Weep Series by TooManyPseudonyms

notes: so from what i was able to piece together (everything flies over my head when im reading, forgive me for my low media literacy) this is an au set before the hotel where (in the first work) al and vox are in a qpr relationship. in the second work this evolves into a romantic relationship, and the exploration of their dynamic through this is just... Yeah. please read it its 100% worth your time and so underrated it hurts my heart

Uneasy by Saezs

notes: this fic is one of the first radiostatic fics i read (the others being RHTVS and... i think i tried the 666 series, but it didnt appeal to me lol) and its actually just wonderful. i really love saezs's genderfluid vox and how supportive the other vees are of them <3 their portrayl of the characters puts a smile on my face whenever i reread their work

Heat Waves by HappyPRAWN

notes: i'll be fr dsmptsd hit me like a truck when i read the title but it is such an interesting debut! only at one chapter as of me making this post but the way the author wrote this is so engaging and it really makes me wonder what they have next in store for the fic

Do I have your attention now? by Chi_Chi25

notes: wow no way we have the same name... anyway ahem. ill be completely honest this ones a bit of a guilty pleasure for me. this fic is a bit fragmented and short, so for people who click off fics when they see imperfect grammar this one may not be for you. however if you can look past that, it has an engaging storyline and quite the juicy concept :)

Killer Ex by FanGirl48

notes: gorgeous, gorgeous little human! radiostatic oneshot. i love the relationship that vox and al have here... the reasons why they both stayed away from each other even though theyre still so very clearly down bad for each other... anyway. i think about this one a lot and i still go back to reread it sometimes lol

Negotiations by FanGirl48

notes: i didnt realize until i started making this list that this fic was also written by fangirl48.... go off queen keep feeding us (me). this one was a fic recommended to me initially by link nonny, and i can 100% vouch for how good it is. its got appletv interactions, radiostatic plus lucifer trying to navigate heaven, angels... basically everything needed for a very varied and well packed with flavour story

The diary of a Serial Killer by ShippersCave

notes: okay im running out of brain juice at this point but. yeah this fic is soooo self indulgent to me. this ones another human au, with al as a serial killer and vox as the journalist trying to conduct interviews with him. its got SUCH a good dynamic between al and vox, i encourage you guys to check it out and give it a chance even if youre not really into human aus.

My heart's been pierced by Cupid by ShippersCave

notes: pirate/siren au !!!!!!!!! RAAHH !!!!! i dont have to say anything else for this if thats not enough to get you to click then i dont know what is

System Shutdown by Swoolie

notes: i cant believe i nearly forgot about this one LMAO... vox goes onto a temporary hiatus and everyone goes crazy about it. im not really sure if this counts as radiostatic frankly because of the way its tagged but its so good i think you should give it a read anyway

Together in Radio Static by Anonymous

notes: QPR media husbands radiostatic au !!!! i love this one especially because it opens off with vox slapping alastor across the face for leaving him LMAOO (deserved)

What Has Been by Tianren

notes: another human au (YEAH YEAH I KNOW. JUST HEAR ME OUT OKAY i swear im cooking) look, as someone with religious trauma deeper than i can properly express and the worlds fifteenth worst parental issues, the depiction of vox in this fic just really hits home. i really adore the exploration of voxs past and how the themes of religious guilt and cults are woven in so far- and it blends very seamlessly with their human au, despite the characters eccentricities

you're too sweet for me by awestruck_atrophy and moonbeanies

notes: basically, vox and al make a deal where vox tries to help him out of the shackles or whatever that are bound to him because of his stupid dumbass lusting for power. its very intriguing so far and i love the setup and worldbuilding the authors have done, so you should check it out if you want a unique perspective on radiostatics relationship

candlelight by curtailed

notes: the best way i can think of to describe this one is like... fake marriage but instead of fake marriage its. fake roommates??? the author probably puts it better than me tbh. its super interesting so far, i cant wait to see where this one is headed especially with how unique its premise is!

Zero Day by Anonymous

notes: this one is like those time regression manhwas. you know, the ones where the protag goes back in time and proceeds to try and avoid everyone who made their life miserable- only to fail because for some reason now they're paying attention to them more than they would have had they stayed the same person. its certainly very promising, though! i do love indulging in time regression stories, especially when the mc is someone i love like vox. i really cant wait to see which direction this one is headed in :)

Never as Good as the First Time by IComeForFanficsNowin403

notes: okay. so, uh. um. so- this one is in spanish. HOWEVER its premise (serial killer alastor meets television star (?? i think. its not quite clear) at a party hosted by rosie, moves into his neighborhood to keep an eye on the pretty prey) is just so unique i honestly think its worth the experience to pull out google translate and try living the machine translated life. really. give it a chance. also its got beautiful art to go along with, so.. you know. thats just a bonus!

+ honorary staticmoth and one-sided/past radiostatic fic rec:

Freak-A-Zoid by Femalefonzie

notes: this fic deserves every single piece of praise its ever gotten because good lord. its SO good. i was not seeing the radiostatic twist come in, but it *is* mostly staticmoth. and also a/b/o but i mean. who *hasnt* indulged in a little bit of a/b/o before honestly

there are other fics that i personally like to indulge in, but i frankly wouldnt recommend to anyone else because they're either the kinds of fics that i myself can only bring myself to read after ive spent 8 hours at work crying into my pillow and need to look at something entertaining, or when im starved of content and cant be bothered to cook myself so i pull out the translator and start going at it. (technically i should know how to read french by now but. urgh. anywway..)

#ran rambles #radiostatic fic #radiostatic #fic rec #fanfic recommendation #hazbin hotel #honestly ive probably forgotten a few bangers but my brain is melted by now #if anyone wants to add their own recs feel free. these are just my personal likes #ive read stuff by arctic and addicted ofc but those ones are basically known by everyone afaik lmao. swm is known everywhere too #but thats a bit diff because it is part of an expanding series. so #anyway i didnt like some of the more popular fics like 666 or addicted but i know many people like those #and for good reason too because theyre wonderful! just not to my personal tastes and thats fine

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erodasfishtacos · 2 years

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ik your saying no requests, i just really want to see your take on HSLOTRRY for this photo

⭐️MSG NIGHT VI⭐️

prompt: hus outfit inspires yn to want to do something a little different

warnings: smut, minors dni 18+

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YN was horny.

Can you blame her?

Her husband looked downright obscene in his denim vest and trousers, the hard work in the gym reflected on his abdominals and his biceps.

YN wanted to roleplay tonight.

They didn’t do it much, they usually weren’t patient enough for it but tonight, in that outfit, she really wanted to play.

She wanted to initiate it and so she scribbled a note on a scrap piece of paper and about half way through the set, YN asks one of the security to deliver it to the stage. *** ***

It takes a few minutes but Harry finally reaches down for the paper, taking it with him to where his water bottle is, taking a sip as he unravels it.

hiiii!

not sure if you’re single but if you’re looking for fun after the show, meet me at the bar at the hotel you’re staying at. im only in town for tonight :)

Harry’s brow furrows for a second, rereading it but then it clicks - his eyes dart over to his wife as she gives him a coy smirk.

He was totally into it.

YN made it a point to leave the venue before Harry, she was trying to get in the mindspace of being a random fan and not his wife.

She had butterflies in her stomach as she sat in a secluded booth in the hotel bar, she had ordered a Long Island to calm her nerves and was long the place was pretty empty.

YN knows she shouldn’t be nervous, it’s her husband when it boils down to it but it was mixed with excitement to see how this would pan out.

Was he going to play along?

Or was he going to come find her and just guide them back up to the hotel room because he’s tired from the show.

It’s about forty-five minutes later when he arrives, he’d showered and changed - which normally he changes into something comfortable like shorts and a hoodie, but he was dressed nicely in a black shirt and flared white trousers. **

As if for a date.

He was playing along.

Harry has the most charming, wide smile across his face when he arrives at the table, it was cocky and confident.

“Hello there, love. M’Harry,” He introduces himself like he’s not the most famous man on earth right now, he reaches out for her hand and kisses the back of it in greeting, “What’s your name?”

“YN,” YN responds shyly, moving over as he sits down, “I didn’t think you’d really come. I-it’s just you’re so-. I am just surprised you came.”

Harry’s stare is intense, twinkling in the light as his tongue peeks out to wet his lips, “How could I say no to that note? You’re beautiful, pet. I figured you might have something to offer me.”

God, this shouldn’t be this hot.

He was acting like that entitled rockstar that he really wasn’t but it made her legs squeeze together as he orders a whiskey neat.

“Offer you?” YN repeats, her eyes dropping to the table but his fingers trace under her chin to bring her gaze back up.

“Darling, don’t act like you wanted to meet to discuss all of life’s deep meaning. You want to know what it’s like to fuck a rockstar, hm?” He murmurs lowly, he totally had his sex voice turned on, deeper than should be possible, accent drawn out.

“I-I,” YN trips up for a moment, her mind was getting hazy with her own arousal, “I just thought I’d try my luck with meeting you.”

“Am I wrong?” He insists between a sip of his liquor, “Did you want to come here for a conversation or for me to take you up to my room and give you a night you’ll get wet thinking about for the rest of your life?”

“Why did you agree?” She asks, dodging the question, she saw his fist clenching and unclenching on the table, she has to ignore his wedding ring.

“Sweetheart, I don’t need your conversation,” Harry chuckles meanly, “I didn’t come here for a date. I came here so that I can get your pretty lips on my cock.”

“You’re not very much of the gentleman media portrays you as,” YN points out, her heart rate was rising and she felt like she couldn’t sit still.

“I don’t need to be a gentleman when I have the numbers in my bank account and millions of girls lining up to fuck me. Plus, I’m not going to be a gentleman to you, that’s not what you really want.”

“I’m going to use you and you’ll thank me for it after,” He says it with such an arrogant edge, sitting back in his seat, spreading his legs until their knees bump - it makes her jolt, “Then maybe you’ll come back for another show at MSG and remember how good my cock felt in you as I sing for thousands.”

YN could barely keep her thoughts straight, already struggling to stay in character, she blinks rapidly, “I’ve never had a one night stand.”

Harry shrugs, dimples popping in his cheeks, “Darling, I’m getting bored of this back and forth. I’m not going to calm your nerves for you. Are you coming up with me or not?”

“I will, I want to,” YN replies with a deep inhale before pushing her drink glass away and gathering her purse.

“I know you do, desperate little thing,” He hums as he lays down a few bills on the table before getting out of the booth - security guards lingering in the background.

Harry doesn’t move to hold her hand or touch like he would if they weren’t playing but strides towards the elevators without a glance back - like he knows she’d follow like a puppy.

As soon as they step in the elevator, there’s a moment of silence before Harry is on her - his mouth crashing onto her and immediately gaining entrance as he swipes his tongue across hers.

He’s moving her back against the wall, his body weight heavy and pinning as his hand holds her jaw roughly as their mouths move - other hand moving up to squeeze her tits.

When the bell signals their floor, Harry’s taking her hand and pulling her down the hallway towards their suite.

With a swipe of a keycard, they’re in their beautiful suite - YN has to ignore her belongings scattered and act like she’s never been here.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Harry growls as he walks YN towards the entryway table, he swipes off the decorative bowl and lifts her until she’s sat on it.

He pushes her dress up her thighs like he can’t get her bare soon enough, separating her thighs, and standing in between them, “Get your tits out f’me.”

YN shimmies the straps off her arms before pushing down the cups of her dress and exposing her breasts in the chilled air.

“S’been a minute since I’ve seen tits this nice,” Harry remarks before he’s ducking down to wrap his mouth around one as his hands wander up her dress and grips her panties before yanking them down her thighs, “When’s the last time someone ate your cunt?”

Yesterday, when he did in the morning before they got out of bed - but they were acting.

“Um, maybe a year ago?” YN responds with quickened breath, she felt like she was going to drip onto the table

“Poor thing. I’ll give you a little treat, yeah?” He coos with a condescending edge, his fingers ghosting towards her inner thighs, “Then you owe me.”

“I thought you were this big bad rockstar, you’re all talk,” YN goads brattily because she knows it will get under his skin and it does.

She gasps when his hand comes around her throat, gripping it tightly enough her head lightly thunks against the wall with the force.

“You’re lucky,” He hisses through clench teeth, “You should feel honored I even looked your way. You want to see an asshole rockstar? I’m not giving you anything, get on your fucking knees.”

“That’s not fair,” YN huffs, it was good pressure around her neck, his rings cold against her warm skin and she misses it when he removed it to roughly handle her off the table.

Harry chuckles meanly as YN kneels in front of him, eyeing him with petulance as he undies his trousers and shoves them along with his briefs to pool at the floor before shedding his shirt as well.

YN never gets sick of him, how thick he is, the length of him - how pretty the swollen pink tip is when he’s really turned on, a bit of precome smeared and shiny on his shaft.

When she reaches up to grip him, he shakes his head and bats her away, voice gruff as he orders, “Hands behind your back. M’going to fuck your mouth and if you’re good maybe your cute little cunt.”

Her husband was so fucking hot.

YN blinks up to him with wide doe eyes, putting her hands behind her back and doing as he says obidently.

As she does so, her chest is popped out more and Harry can’t help himself to lean down and pinch at her nipples until she moans.

His hand comes to her hair, twining in until her skull aches from the pull as his other guides himself into her mouth slowly at first.

“Pinch my thigh if you need to stop,” Harry reminds her softly before pulling out until his tip is bumping at her wet lips and it smacks it against them a few times.

He doesn’t give her time to recover before he’s thrusting back inside at a shallow but fast pace that’s making her throat burn with pleasure and pain as she tries to keep up.

“Talkin’ it like a proper slut,” Harry praises as he pushes himself back in, further and a bit slower until her nose is bumping his neatly trimmed pubic hair and she’s struggling not to gag on the sheer size of him, “Glad I picked you out of the crowd.”

After one particular hard thrust that has YN sputtering a bit, she’s doesn’t have to pinch him because he’s already aware she needs a second.

As she tries to catch her breath, he leans over to kiss her harshly, his tongue is licking inside her mouth, as his hand sneaks down to her mound.

“Fuckin’ wet for me,” Harry hums in approval when he disconnects their lips, his fingers that have her slickness come to her lips before he’s pressing his fingers down on her tongue, “Taste good, pet?”

“Give me a little more than I’ll give you m’cock, okay?” He asks when he removes his fingers and grips himself again.

“Please, I want it. M’aching, I want it,” YN mewls when he ducks back down to land a smack to her folds, her thighs twitching from the sharp sting on her already swollen bud, “I want you.”

Something flashes on Harry’s eyes, it’s her husband and not this roleplay, he may be a good actor but he can’t hide his undying love for her.

He bends to kiss her once again but it was softer, not as aggressive - fingers wandering to pet nicely at her clit for a moment in a reminder he loves her.

Then he’s standing straight again and pats her cheek to open up and when she does, he spends a few more minutes taking what he wants.

His moans are melodic, low and raspy, he’s so lean that when he inhales his ribs become prominent against his golden skin before disappearing back behind the muscle.

YN whimpers a bit when Harry pulls back fully and steps away, a string of spit glistening before it breaks - his cocky shiny from her mouth, so hard it looked painful.

He is fucking gorgeous as he pants - his stomach muscles contracting and flexing with each breath, tattoos dancing.

Harry starts to walk away as YN stays where she is, knees starting to ache; confused to what’s going on until he’s looks over his shoulder and coos cockily, “C’mon puppy.”

YN stands up, legs a bit wobbly to follow him, she was feeling hazy with arousal and she was defiently in her subspace by this point.

Harry plops back onto the couch in the living are, legs spread and cock inviting as his hand scratching at his thigh before giving himself a tight stroke.

“Come sit on me,” Harry tells her and when she arrives in front of him, she straddles his waist and lets his length brushes between her wet folds making them both moan, “Should put on a condom s’you don’t try to pull a fast one on me but I want to fuck you bad enough to not care right now. Gonna let me put it in bare, sweetheart?”

YN doesn’t bother responding as she lifts up and sits down on him, the pleasant burn welcoming as he fills her completely, and she’s snug in his lap, plushy bum atop his strong, lean thighs.

“Gonna let you,” She murmurs belatedly as she begins to move, she was so ready to come that instead of riding him - YN was grinding her hips in small circles so he hit her spot and her clit was rubbing against his pubic bone.

His hands move to squeeze the meat of her hip and encouraging the circles thats they’re making on him, her arousal dampening his balls and it’s making him fucking feral.

“Know you are, easy for me. Never had such a pretty pussy this wet,” Harry remarks as he watches his wife rut down on him, chasing her relief from being teased so much, he was dumbstruck by how strikingly beautiful she is.

He leans into to plant kisses across her sternum until lips find her peaked nipples again, teasing his teeth across them before wrapping his lips around them and pulling her down firmly into him until their skin’s smacking.

When Harry unseats her suddenly, YN protest in a kittenish tone instantly, “Please, H. M’so close, was gonna come for you, was being so good.”

That’s when he realized she dropped and that the roleplay was over, when she whines H like that, she needed her husband.

“Hush up, baby. M’going to give it to you, you’ve been such a good girl for me, yeah?” Harry coos but in his sincerest voice as he spreads her back on the couch until she’s laying down and wriggling for his touch.

Harry ducks down, licking a fat stripe from her core up to her clit - finding the swollen bud and suckling harshly as two fingers slip in to pet at her spot.

He doesn’t give her any breaks as she bucks her hips into his mouth and ruts down hard onto his tongue to get the friction she needs - making a mess of him as her desire rises even more.

“Oh, bunny. S’good, baby, s’good,” She moans loudly as her movements still and her thighs try to clench together as she comes but he forces them to stay spread as he nips at her puffy folds.

“Such a sweet lil’ wife for me,” Harry murmurs as he pops his head back up, pressing his slick lips to hers, “I love you so fucking much. You know that? Everything I ever want.”

He doesn’t let her ride it out before he’s moving up, tucking her thighs around his waist, and guiding his cock back inside her warm walls.

Harry starts a rough, persistent rhythm as his thumb stays glued on her clit to encourage another orgasm to crash over her despite her weak protests.

“S’too much,” YN argues as he circles her bud without mercy and she’s stuck between wanting more and being overstimulated.

“It’s not,” Harry chuckles breathlessly as he managing to nudge her spot on every odd thrust, “Give me one more, my love. Please, for me.”

YN nods as she feels her next orgasms building in the pit of her stomach, reaching up to pull Harry to her - it’s near euphoric when he moans into her mouth as he speeds up.

It doesn’t take long for either of them to fall over the edge, panting and exhausted as Harry flops down on top of her.

“So any chance you want a rockstar in your bed tomorrow night too?” Harry asks into her skin as he kisses up her jaw.

“I think I agreed to every night for the rest of my life based on the ring on my finger,” YN giggles happily as she hugs him closer.

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obscure-entity · 4 months

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ok so going back to this post from wayy back in august (rbing it again would be a mess)

i think it'd be important for me to give a reflection on what this was about. i was making a planning-presentation months ago, which i shouldnt be so afraid to show but rereading my writing produces the same guttural yuck and fear that looking at my old art used to. and it led to all of these pieces. click for full view bc some of them are cropped

writing being the one thing im horrified of is ironic for me asking. but i have to ask if anyone's sincerely interested in my personal analysis of these ? i considered video format but if i wuss out of using my voice i might find some other way

and um. as for how i feel about them, i love these to death and can feel my hand aching thinking about every colored-pencil motion but i just dont feel like i attached myself to these in the way i wanted to. EXCEPT the second piece where a lamb is being snatched by the sky itself. although they do live up to their own messages to me

i discovered that, while i wanted to focus a lot on the aspects of feeling inhuman as a personal identity, in the second half it shifted more to perception. every individual is some sort of monster, creature, or animal because they are not "known" or acknowledged by hypothetical human-set standards, thus making them "unknown." this entire mini-portfolio is literally about the "unknown." the "unknown" is something i keep repeating a lot when im trying to grasp at this same concept. if a person cannot read your expression or wants to mischaracterize what you're thinking, you are "unknown." its really basic nature to be afraid of the unknown, but it's another step to invent new reasons to be afraid via an untrained disgust reaction for anything not reasonably comfortable, familiar, safe. and the attempt at creating "familiarity" is through assigning labels to things around you, simply put. which is just a bandaid shutting the teeth of some beast, to me

after all these months i still dont know what part of me this is about by the way. something behavioral. for example im pretty sure i weird people the FUCK out by staying silent or keeping to myself. and it took me years to realize that actually has a reason to scare people

what im saying is. dear marginalized ppl please keep depicting yourselves as weird monsters that scare people and bite. or some other strange thing that accomplishes the task of Just Sitting There.

im so happy this is essentially completed by the way ? i had another piece i never finished (im not sure i want to, colored pencils fucked me over hard) its just that i didnt think the months would pass that fast. writing about it was really nice when i was trying to kind of realize the mindset for my future personal art too. idk if anyone from the old post is still here but thanks again for the resources :)

#text #nudity

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sleepysnoots · 1 month

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Hi! I saw your requests were open for ramshackle, so if that’s ok with you can i ask for a stone x male/gn!reader where the reader has a black cat (let’s call it maxie)? like how would he act towards it, i imagine he’d be wary at first but eventually warm up to it

anyways, thanks for listening, sorry if there’s any mistakes, english isn’t my first language :D

Ahh omg i love this idea!!! im sorry if this is ooc but i tried my best :D i just reread ur request and this isnt exactly what u were asking for but ih well hope u like it 😭

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“Stoneeeee”

You hum as you come next to him a huge grin on your face, your arms behind your back like your hiding something

He looks at you with a nonchalant expression as he raises a brow at your excitement

“Yes ?”

Stone says glancing at you for a second, before taking another drag of his cigarette

“Look at what i found!”

You gleam as you pull out the black scruffy cat you found on the streets, holding it up so stone can look at it

Stones eyes widen as his eyes shift to you then the cat giving a concerned look

“What the fuck?”

He said looking at your happy expression as you hold the scruffy thing

“His name is Maxie! I found him in the trash, he kinda reminded me of you”

You giggle as stone looks at the cat with mixed feelings about it

“We cant keep it, we cant even feed ourselves let alone an animal! Also that thing definitely has rabies”

Stone muttered flicking the end of the cigarette as he glanced at you

Your expression drops as you bring the cat to your chest the cat curling up in your arms

“Well.. vinnie has rabies and we kept her!”

You say back seeming almost upset at stone for saying that

Stone sighs before chuckling

“To be fair but still look at it-“

“Him. Maxie is a boy”

You correct as stone rolls his eyes

“Whatever”

Stone mutters before you hum softly

“Stone look i think youd really like him!”

You chuckle as stone looks at u with an unsure expression

“Never really been a cat person”

He mutters looking at Maxie watching the cat cuddle up to your chest as you scratch the back of his ear watching him begin to purr

Stones eyes soften as he looks at Maxie before shaking his head

“Fine we can keep him…. but ur feeding him yourself!”

Stone mutters annoyed before smiling at your happy reaction

“OMG REALLY THANK YOU STONE!”

You jump up happily smiling at stone he rolls his eyes at you before smiling softly to himself

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Stones sat in the alleyway outside their little home, looking up into the night sky as a takes out a 6-pack of cigarettes, bringing one to his lips and lighting it as he enjoys his alone time.

Suddenly he hears a small meow from his side he looks down questioningly before noticing its Maxie

Stone stares at maxie with a cold look before maxie comes up to him brushing his body against stone whilst he purrs causing stones eyes to widen as he smiles softly deciding to give the little guy some attention

Bringing his free hand down to pet Maxie’s head and scratch just behind his ear feeling his surprisingly soft fur on his fingertips

Maxies soft hums dont stop as he jumps onto stones lap stretching before curling up onto his lap and falling asleep there

Stones pupils widen as he looks down at maxie curled up in his lap as he just gazes at him in awe

Stone stays incredibly still as hes just sat there on a crate the yellow streetlamp emitting faded light on him as he finishes his cigarette with the small kitten cuddled up on him and a small smile plastered on his lips.

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I might have to draw that cause i think itd just be such a wholesome image 😭😭😭

Anyways i really hope u guys liked this

#stone ramshackle #stone x reader ramshackle #ramshackle fics #vinnie ramshackle #ramshackle #cat #stone with cat #idk how to tag this #lol #fluff #pure fluff

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isatoru · 6 days

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ok bro so i don't know how to make this post SDJFHSH and say hi hello i missed everyone without being awkward and facing cricket noises since it's been over a year since i’ve logged in LMFAO and ppl still following r gonna be like ??? but .... ASKDUSDL HELLO!!!!! 🙂‍↕️ to everyone that is still here ... <3

I MISSED YA'LL SM OMG ;---; i hope some of you still remember me so this won’t be too awkward 🙂‍↕️🙏

on that note!!!! i have returned because i have really bad gojo and isagi brainrot since rewatching/rereading jjk + getting into bllk fr this time LMAOO (also getou and rin... among others but currently mostly those!!) I AM ALSO CURRENTLY REWATCHING BNHA TOO AFTER SO SO LONG AND </3 getting back into that fs... shouto is currently hitting and i have not once thought abt him like that lmfaoo

+ i have so many fics i have completed that i want to post !!! i have been cooking in isolation and after much needed self growth and love in writing <3 ;v; (gojo, isagi, and nanami ones mostly lmaoo AND ALSO A SUKUNA SERIES I WANT TO POST) AND IDK WHAT TO POST FIRST LOL

also bro i want to yap about characters and arcs analysis sm lmao... i've gotten into just. writing analysis of stuff i read and get into -- i might even make a separate blog for that since i'm like heavily into berserk (like really bad bro, i willingly sat and wrote essays for fun during finals week just bc of berserk KJSDFH) and souls games too rn LMAOOO (bg3 as well perhaps if anyone is into that too!! i love shadowheart a lot... 500+ hours... and ow <3 1k+ yikes) i mostly just rlly wanna yap about blue lock and jjk and bnha somewhere even if it's to the void on here lmfaooo

also to the mutuals (that remain... <3) please do not be alarmed if u see me in ur notifs reblogging fics for my current faves and yapping in ur tags 🙂‍↔️ like in the next few days LMFAO i have been deprived of reading good fic for soooo long bruh and now im like. I NEED TO READ FOR GOJO AND ISAGI SO BAD…. i missed fic so bad...

would ya'll be chill if i posted writing out of the blue here lmao and changed my username ??... it wouldn't be too awkward ?? 🙂‍↔️ (for the username i will change it in a few days despite my impatience so i give everybody like a chance to get used to me being on their dash so it won't be too alarming LMAOO)

#i am way too lazy to make a new blog from scratch lol #idk how to post its been so long KSJDFHS (ALSO WHY IS TUMBLR SO SKINNY NOW LIKE THE DASH IS SO NARROW IM LIKE CONFUSED LMFAOO???)#also tf r community labels what is this... saw a notif on a dumb shitpost of mine and it is labeled?? as that KJHDSF idk what that means #so much as happened in the past year idek where to start but i am here to stay if u will have me ^_^ <3 #as a writer rebirthed or something to that effect LMFAOO bc there has been so much growth and finding peace in writing for me <3 #AND I AM NO LONGER SCARED!#HELP IM BEING SO AWKWARD THIS WILL GO AWAY THE MORE I POST I JUST. whew getting this post out into the dash is nerve wracking bro lmfaoo #over a year completely away from tumblr was strange cuz idk how to behave LOL #i do wanna post here so i just wanted to make this post in advance and like greet everyone and interact w everybody so its not too-#-awkward once i start posting writing and reblogging n such LMAOO #and also posting blog maintenance stuff :3 #KSJDHF LETS RIP THE BANDAID OFF AS THEY SAY #i am so excited !!!!!#i thought about some of u guys while being away from the app and just kjshdf i hope some of u r still here ;___;#i've also figured my interests n stuff out a lot this past year...#found out im bi gender also so. weeee ...

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ajortga · 6 months

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lead, part 2

pairing: jenna ortega x fem reader

a/n: alright y'all, let's pretend beauty and the beast is fine for this musical and let's pretend prince adams/ the beast isn't a man in this scenario i was singing along to spotify so i was like im doing it.

i finally did it and i wanted to add some more plots.. we'll see what might happen..

As Mrs. Jenn came up to you, she handed you a script that held a lot of pages.

Your eyes widened.

You read them as you skimmed through, stopping upon a certain page that was titled

"Chapter 9's Script, starring ORTEGA as (character) Y/L/N as (character) ENSEMBLE as (background)."

Library, ENSEMBLE is singing, upon the chorus.

ORTEGA enters in scene 1, looking around with fiddly fingers and thoughtfulness, spotlight shines on her.

Y/L/N arrives shortly after, (briefly 30 seconds before the bridge.) Spotlight brightens to the two.

Apply choreography and singing learned in ACT 1: (song name)

When bridge arrives, ORTEGA and Y/L/N reach closer to each other, never breaking eye contact as ENSEMBLE crowds around them, making a circle while continuing ACT 1: (song name.)

Y/L/N, singing: Barely even friends, then somebody bends, unexpectedly.

ORTEGA, singing, joining in as beat raises: Just a little change, small to say the least, both a little scared, neither one prepared.

Y/L/N & ORTEGA harmonize (with Y/N as soprano and ORTEGA as a softer alto) ENSEMBLE joining in as the chorus raises: Beauty and the Beast.

ENSEMBLE continues to harmonize as ORTEGA and Y/L/N step towards each other, tension rising. ORTEGA grabs a hold on to Y/L/N's hand, watching her closely as Y/L/N repeats the same step, ENSEMBLE close behind.

ORTEGA wraps her arms around Y/L/N, giving her a soft, but passionate kiss.

ENSEMBLE continue with their choreography, singing as both ORTEGA and Y/L/N hold the kiss, in a daze as ORTEGA holds her waist, leaning downward to make it look romantic.

As song begins to come to an end and fade, ORTEGA and Y/L/N's lips part, ORTEGA and Y/L/N are still holding the intimate position, their eyes never tearing away.

Both ORTEGA and Y/L/N on last verse: Beauty and the Beast..

As the song fades and curtains close, ORTEGA and Y/L/N are seen meeting their lips together once again, spotlight fading.

You blink, shocked as your jaw slightly drops.

You put down the script as you flip through the pages. Chapter 9 is far away, you have so much time to practice and might as well be close friends with Jenna before touching your lips on hers.

Jeez, what have you gotten yourself into?

You had no idea, but really, should you be complaining?

As Mrs. Jenn began to gather the ensemble together, all the characters went into their own sections and began to practice.

You began to look at the first page, humming as the ensemble begins to sing along with the speakers.

Your eyes shifted upwards, looking at Jenna as she read the lines, you could hear her whispering to herself as she put it down. Then she memorized it perfectly.

Her lips were speaking with just enough emotion to make you in a trance.

You looked back at your script, your fingernails tracing the script as you stood up and breathed out the words, your voice barely a whisper, that way no one could hear.

Your eyes closed, memorizing the script, trying to remember it as perfectly as you could.

Not too dramatic, but in a way where it is dramatic enough to capture it's emotion to the crowd.

It wasn't too difficult, it would've been so much worse if you noticed Jenna's eyes staring at you as you reread your lines, you were so pretty.. It was attractive.

Jenna sat there, watching you, something stirring in her stomach she couldn't make out. The ensemble was singing, you, reciting your script, her, staring.

As the ensemble began to follow the choreography, Mrs. Jenn approached Jenna, taking in the way she was staring at you, she held back a small laugh and tapped her on the shoulder.

"So, how is the script so far, I hope it's not too difficult?" She whispers, Jenna finally tearing her eyes off of you in embarrassment.

"Hm- sorry, yeah it's not difficult at all, I think I'll be able to handle this well in a month or so."

"Okay, great. So I was wondering....."

As Mrs. Jenn kept talking, Jenna could see someone approaching you, her eyes narrowed as she exhaled a small scoff as the person gave her a glare along with a small grin.

You were in the middle of reading your lines until one of your classmates, Romeo came near you, giving you a small smile which you didn't hesitate to reciprocate.

"Y/N, do you know how well you say those lines? You should've seen it, you recite them so perfectly."

You laugh a little, playing with the nape of your necklace, "I wouldn't say that."

"Nonsense, you're definitely going to ace the play. Say.. I think I should've been the Beast instead, don't you think?" He leaned closer to you, ruffling your hair in which you smiled a little, looking around a little awkwardly.

"I think Jenna gotten the role she deserves, you did really good I believe but I think Jenna is one of the most talented people I've ever seen."

Jenna almost smirked, seeing Romeo's smile slightly fade, before smiling again.

"Sure she is, but maybe next semester if there's a Romeo and Juliet, you could be my Juliet."

You looked a little scared, you were kind of oblivious to the fact that Romeo liked you, "I don't know, maybe. But let's not get ahead of ourselves."

"Positions everyone! Including you Romeo!" Mrs. Jenn called out, clapping her hands together.

Romeo grumbled with a lace of annoyance, giving you a small smile as he touched your shoulder and walked away, leaving you a bit dazed, going back to reading your lines and thinking about Jenna.

Jenna felt her stomach churn, she felt something she shouldn't be feeling.

Jealousy. She never hated Romeo more then she did now.

Jenna definitely wouldn't let you be Romeo's Juliet. She wanted to be your Romeo.

#jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega imagine #jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega #vada cavell x reader #tara carpenter x you #tara carpenter x reader

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snakeoid · 3 months

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Hello! I know this might be a weird ask but I think I need to get this out somewhere. Your art of healing Astarion has been a wonderful thing to see. I am currently in jeopardy as I'm about to start a medication that will make me put on weight, and I've been very reluctant to start treatment (mostly because of expectations of family members).

When I saw your Astarion, I couldn't help to absolutely fall in love with how you draw him. I loved to see his healing in the form of putting on some weight, and I was proud of him. He looked so much happier. I realised, too, that I'm giving the courtesy of healing to him and not extending the same courtesy to myself. I realised that I'm allowed to heal too.

So, apologising for the long ask, what I'm trying to say is thank you, for giving me the courage to start my medication and the courage to heal.

ive been rereading this for a few days and i keep coming back to it and never know how i could return my thanks as eloquently as you have.

thank you, i'm honored, and there's nothing to apologize for. the theme of representing healing through weight gain is important, i hear about it often but rarely ever see it visually, but after reading this it settled in just how important it is that it's shown and the extent of it and i want to thank you for that.

this will stick with me, i will remember this and i will remember you ^_^ im wishing only the best for you and your health 💗💓💓💕

#i wish i had more to say but this was such a wonderful ask #again im honored sorry i took so long to get back to it #i showed this to my mom whos fat she hasnt always been but ik people have said things #that left scars and while i do show her my art reading this made her choke up

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ohbo-ohno · 6 months

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Rereading that noncon Ghoap puppy walk fic bc it makes me go insane. And I have so many questions. How can Johnny even breathe? What did they do beforehand that the others just immediately incorporate it into their routine? Did Gaz encounter puppy!Soap before? What are Price and Gaz thoughts on all this (Bc fuck, their commentary killed me - asking about belly rubs and giving advise on punishment)? Do they think this is completely consensual? Or do they suspect that there is more going on? Do they hope that there is more going on? Are they getting off on the thought of participating even in the smallest of ways in breaking down Soap? If ever Soap got his brains together enough to ask for help, would they give it to him or would they push him to his knees and take him like they always dreamed of doing and then return him to Ghost?

ahhh day 11 kinktober. my longest and least popular drabble from that month LMAO. tysm for asking about it!

i actually mapped quite a bit of that fic out in my head! but because it's entirely from soap's perspective, there are questions that you just can't answer yk?

first of all - it's pure erotica, so it exists in that kind of limbo that all semi-public/public erotica exists in - you've got to suspend your disbelief a bit, just for the sake of horniness lmao

1 - johnny can breathe (through his nose, because the hood isn't sealed shut), but not well. he's breathing heavily throughout the entire fic because of both his panic and the fact that he can only breathe through his nose

2 - i think i said this in another ask but! it was supposed to be that when ghost left johnny tied up at the beginning of the fic, he was going around and making sure only certain people were on base (hence price asking why he didn't come sign his paperwork). no rookies, since they could potentially lose all respect for soap, and no people who he knew were going to be shitty about it. the people he was okay with seeing johnny, he'd go up and say basically "i'm going to be doing public kink here later. either go or don't complain later". there probably aren't all that many people actually still on base, just lots of people looping around the building to watch

3 - gaz has probably caught the Vibe before, just from the way that ghost treats soap (and neither of them are subtle). price probably knows the extent of it just because he's their captain and he knows everything about all of them, but he's content to let them be. also gaz is probably just a kinky as them lmao, he doesn't care

4 - im soooo mixed on the "do price and gaz know it's not entirely consensual" thing. my gut says that price knows that ghost is manipulating soap, and gaz suspects. i think gaz might get a little worried, try and ask soap about it, and be mollified when soap near aggressively defends ghost. but price? he knows everything about them, doesn't he? but i think price also knows that sometimes the best thing for someone isn't always the nicest... and soap seems better with ghost, seems better after his training. as long as ghost isn't destroying him, he'll let them be

(i looooved their commentary too. i very very rarely dabble in public humiliation, and it's got to be sooo specific for it to work for me, but i love it in that fic)

5 - they both 100000% get off on being involved. if they didn't, they'd step back a bit. price is always gonna get off on being in control (and im a big fan of some light priceghost... maybe price taught ghost how to control a wild boy, and he enjoys watching his student grow into a master) and i think gaz is probably kinda into puppy play himself lmao, he's just there to get hard and have fun

i think if soap went to price for help, he'd get his mouth fucked, his ass whipped with a belt, and get locked in his cage until ghost got back. but im really not sure about gaz....

part of me says gaz is a sweetheart, he'd help soap. i could see him taking soap to price for help, and then the above following (right after price "explains" what soap needs to gaz, does a little manipulation and gaslighting of his own)

thanks for your questions! hope my answers are satisfactory lol

#i knew it was gonna be my least popular btw i am NOT complaining #its just kinda funny to me that it's the longest and the least popular lol #rollingstrollingthrough #asks and answers

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jihyocentric · 3 months

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kind of the same universe of this fill. i say ‘kind of’ because some things might have been changed here. i’ll admit i didn’t reread it, i just i wanted to write the nahyo :)

the world seemed to have turned against nayeon from the moment she had the unpleasant experience of meeting park jihyo.

part of the reason why they’d become ‘rivals’ was nayeon’s own fault, she admits, though jihyo carried half of the blame. their restaurants weren’t direct competition, as everything about them, from the menu to the theme, was different.

jihyo’s restaurant was all about high cuisine, the place was as elegant as its owner. nayeon’s, on the other hand, offered traditional food and a comfortable place that wasn’t not elegant, but certainly not as elegant as jihyo’s. the establishments were meant for different occasions, different clients, and yet nayeon and jihyo couldn’t help but compete.

they competed to be better than each other, to have a better rating to their respective restaurants, to be known as kinder from their clients — everything became a subject of competition when it came to what nayeon and jihyo knew they could beat each other in.

the aversion starts because nayeon is rude.

she usually isn’t, rarely is, but she happened to meet her worst nightmare of a person when her restaurant is about to be closed due to the lack of popularity. she was in the middle of a breakup then, which only made her more frustrated. and so, everything, from the beginning to the end of the day she met jihyo was a mess — everything felt wrong.

“you can’t just buy this place!” nayeon huffs loudly, the palms of her hands hitting against one of the empty tables of her restaurant. “tzuyu, guide this sir outside. please.”

the man who sat in front of her was one of the many people who had made her such an offer that week. he had gone there with a much younger woman, who seemingly didn’t want to be there, but was listening attentively, flinching when nayeon’s voice became sharper.

“listen, miss im. being in this location isn’t good for your business. people that come to this neighborhood have a refined taste, if you know what i mean. and you don’t fit in.” he says patiently, almost like he was mocking nayeon. he gets up, leaving a card on the table. his contact. “if you change your mind…”

“i won’t.” nayeon says, resolute.

the man leaves then, without needing tzuyu’s guidance. the woman stays, looking at nayeon almost as if she pities her. jihyo didn’t — she didn’t pity nayeon, but she couldn’t begin to imagine how it would be if she didn’t have her father to give her what she needs to succeed. so she stays, cleans her throat, and apologizes for her father’s behavior, because she felt like nayeon didn’t deserve to go through that pain.

but one wrong word was all nayeon needed to snap, and if jihyo had known, she would’ve been more careful.

“i’m sorry about my father.” jihyo starts. tzuyu watches them from a distance, making sure nayeon would deal with her less abruptly than she had with the woman’s father. “he can be… harsh, sometimes. but he wasn’t wrong-”

nayeon raises her eyebrows.

“he wasn’t wrong?” nayeon laughs, as if she couldn’t believe what jihyo was saying, but she had hardly given her any chance to explain what she meant. “you have no idea how hard it was to get this place. you would never understand it anyway. i bet he wants this for you, am i wrong?”

jihyo doesn’t falter, understanding nayeon’s anger, trying to be comprehensive despite her accusations. “yes.”

“and you’re here to try to convince me you’re a good girl and that i should give up on the business of my life just because daddy’s princess wants to play chef.” nayeon barks, stepping closer to jihyo, trying to intimidate her.

tzuyu closes her eyes, covering her face with her palm as she watches nayeon lose her temper with someone who had nothing to do with the reason why the restaurant was struggling. at least jihyo knows how to defend herself, crossing her arms and keeping her chin raised.

“i see.” jihyo looks at nayeon up and down. “maybe you do deserve to be in this situation after all.”

and just like that, jihyo leaves. hell on earth had only just began for the both of them.

one thing about living relatively close to her dear enemy was that nayeon kept constantly bumping into jihyo.

if she went to a nearby cafe, there was a possibility that jihyo could be there, which was why nayeon started making her own coffee. at least that was an opportunity to learn new things — nayeon tried to convince herself. but her coffee was surprisingly bad for a chef, and sometimes she gave up and drove to the nearest cafe.

nayeon also couldn’t do groceries by the end of each month. jihyo did it by around that time, nayeon noticed, because she kept seeing her at the market when she was trying to get her monthly groceries. nayeon settled for doing it two weeks into the months. that way, she wouldn’t see jihyo, and, as a consequence, she wouldn’t have her day or even her week ruined.

nayeon could escape from jihyo all she wanted, but the woman would still always be on her mind. after all, how could she not think about jihyo when she was the only person nayeon has ever truly hated. the feeling was as genuine as love — not that nayeon saw it that way, though, because she’d never admit she had only been living to compete with jihyo for the past months.

the sense of winning was what made nayeon’s business get back on track anyway, and that was the only good thing about jihyo that nayeon could think of. sheer hate and her employees help was what made nayeon find her way to make her restaurant popular again, to the point she was competing against someone who had it all from the very beginning.

“like i care that she studied in france,” nayeon huffs. she’s pushing a trolley filled with groceries, heading to the candy session of the supermarket. nayeon couldn’t go a day without sweets. “such an annoying woman.”

she’d been frustrated since tzuyu had praised jihyo earlier in the week.

it was only natural for tzuyu to like a person who treated her girlfriend so well, especially so when dahyun dearly admired jihyo as her mentor and friend. still, despite making tzuyu of a spy to get more information from jihyo and her restaurant for herself, there were things about jihyo that nayeon didn’t have to know.

nayeon couldn’t care less about jihyo’s background. it was important information, certainly, but the way tzuyu delivered the information felt like praise. like jihyo was perfect and nayeon had nothing against her. the worst part of it was that, deep down, jihyo was indeed a bigger competitor than nayeon could have imagined. she had everything — the money, the talent, the great reviews, and a team that was just as loyal to her as nayeon’s was with her.

jihyo only leaves her mind when nayeon realizes that the chocolate from her favorite brand wasn’t in its regular version, but instead it was heart-shaped. valentines day was near. that year, nayeon would spend it alone. being single is why nayeon hadn’t even thought about the date being utterly close, and reality only comes to her when she’s buying sweets.

she’s about to grab a package of chocolate bears from a brand that wasn’t her favorite (she refused to buy heart-shaped chocolate for only herself, that was far too humiliating for nayeon to do) when she notices a short woman trying to reach what she’d been previously looking at.

and of course it’s her. jihyo, the woman nayeon had been mentally cursing for the past hour while shopping.

nayeon smiles, feeling immensely proud of herself for wearing sneakers that made her slightly taller. she leaves her trolley on the side and reaches for the chocolate, forgetting about her pride — and the bear-shaped chocolate she was going to buy.

“thank-” jihyo looks to the side, about to show her gratitude for the person who was apparently trying to help her. “im nayeon?”

“i see you’re buying chocolate, park.” nayeon throws the chocolate in her own trolley. “is it for the boyfriend?”

jihyo understands what nayeon meant by taking the chocolate then. it was only for her own pettiness.

“boyfriend?” jihyo arches her brows. “have you been watching me?”

nayeon blushes. “h-huh? of course not!”

“if you say so.” jihyo laughs. she’s almost sweet when she does. “tell tzuyu to do a better job next time. i will never have a boyfriend.”

jihyo picks a chocolate she can reach — it wasn’t heart-shaped, but it was expensive enough it could be a gift.

“wait, park!” nayeon calls before jihyo leaves with her nearly empty trolley. jihyo looks at her, crossing her arms, letting nayeon know she wasn’t in the mood for her antics. “did you see your restaurant’s online rating is 0.1 lower than mine?”

“wait until valentines day, im. i’m sure people will want a more…” jihyo laughs. “sophisticated place to have dinner with their lovers. maybe you should come by and bring yours as well.”

jihyo turns around then, and nayeon can hardly find the words to react.

“i can’t accept this, jihyo.”

dahyun shakes her head, putting on her apron. she was ready for another full day being jihyo’s second hand, which was something dahyun could never be grateful enough for. jihyo was the best mentor she could’ve asked for — but sometimes she was too good. not that dahyun was complaining, but she truly couldn’t accept what jihyo was offering.

“you can. and you will.” jihyo concludes. “dahyun, it’s just half of the full price. i want to do this for you. and tzuyu.”

“you can’t just get me an apartment, jihyo.” dahyun says, flushed to her ears. “you’ve already done so much for me… i can’t take this from you.”

jihyo crosses her arms. she can’t understand why dahyun wouldn’t accept such gift from her. jihyo knew that not all people had the condition of giving expensive gifts or have received such, but it was normal for her. she was raised like that, receiving everything she could wish for from her parents. for that, jihyo wanted to do the same with dahyun, who she saw almost like a daughter, but not quite. a pupil, if anything.

“dahyun,” jihyo says, her voice serious. “i want to. doing this for you means a lot to me.”

“but jihyo…” dahyun sighs. accepting jihyo’s gift was tempting, she couldn’t deny it. even more so because jihyo’s intentions were genuine, and dahyun knew that.

“you can pay me back by staying with me. working here.” jihyo pouts. “and learning how to caramelize onions without burning them. it’s really annoying.”

dahyun gasps. “i’ve gotten better at that! you told me i had!”

“better doesn’t mean perfection,” jihyo answers. although she was a nice boss, jihyo could be incredibly demanding. that aspect of her, aside from the support only money could give her, was what made her successful in a short period of time. “i’ll wash my hands. today will be busy.”

being a good boss was what brought jihyo to the current situation.

after getting the apartment with tzuyu, dahyun waited until they had completely furnished it to throw a small party, with only people that mattered. there was a lack of communication, however, when tzuyu happened to invite nayeon, and dahyun naturally invited jihyo, as it wouldn’t be possible for them to be there so quickly if it wasn’t for jihyo.

the place was one of a kind, really. dahyun and tzuyu had managed to find a penthouse that wasn’t incredibly expensive, which was already a hard find on its own, and while it was smaller inside, they had a rooftop deck almost as big as the actual house, the perfect setting for spending time with friends.

the day the party happened was right before valentines day, because it was their only day off before the madness that valentines day would be for their respective workplaces. what neither of them considered was telling each other that they had invited their bosses. tzuyu only finds out that they were doomed when jihyo arrives with an expensive bottle of champagne, chocolate, and her ‘girlfriend’.

and then tzuyu is too busy panicking to tell dahyun that nayeon was coming.

“are you two… you know… serious now?” dahyun whispers towards jihyo once tzuyu offers sana a drink and they head to the kitchen.

jihyo is taken aback by the question.

“she is...” jihyo stops, appearing to be thinking about dahyun’s question. “she’s good for me. i think so.”

dahyun sighs. “but do you like her, unnie?”

“i like her.” jihyo replies, giving dahyun a small nod, her cheeks getting slightly red. “i like her a lot.”

“that’s good then, unnie.” dahyun smiles. jihyo looked quite cute when she was embarrassed, which wasn’t something that happened often, so dahyun cherished the moment. “oh, look! even tzuyu likes her.”

dahyun coos, seeing tzuyu smile along with sana. dahyun’s love for tzuyu was natural and easy, jihyo notices. even with sana, jihyo can’t feel that. still, jihyo smiles — she smiles because she’s happy for her friend, and because tzuyu, im nayeon’s little spy, wasn’t all that bad after all. she was even starting to think tzuyu was cute, despite the girl being her enemy’s second hand.

nayeon doesn’t appear for at least an hour after jihyo arrives.

tzuyu considers sending her a text, wanting to know if she was still going, and part of her wanted to tell nayeon not to show up. it was for nayeon’s own good, truly, because if tzuyu could choose between having jihyo or nayeon there, of course she’d pick nayeon, who was equivalent to her of what jihyo was for dahyun.

the delay had a few reasons. valentines day would be in a few hours and nayeon had just seen a post of her ex with her current girlfriend — momo still looked beautiful, nayeon thought as she chugged a dose of pure vodka. she only remembers she was supposed to attend to tzuyu’s small party when it’s already getting dark outside and she’s utterly drunk.

“not a problem,” nayeon tells herself. “wait for me, tzuyu!”

nayeon does her best to look presentable. she makes sure to brush her teeth thoroughly and put on enough perfume so that nobody would know she had her own little party before, a party with way too much vodka, sad music and the bunny plushie momo had given her on their first date as the only invited member.

nayeon was still drunk after all, and despite not looking like she was, she had a hard time to arrive at tzuyu’s new home. taking the elevator makes her dizzy, and nayeon soon starts to regret forgetting that it was supposed to be tzuyu’s happy day before she started her pity party.

“i’m here! i made it,” nayeon sighs, relieved. she knocks at the door and rings the bell instead of deciding between each, keeping a hand on the wall so that she wouldn’t fall. when the door opens, the first thing nayeon does is hug whoever had opened it for her, even kissing the person’s cheek. “tzuyu, unnie is here! huh, why are you so small…”

“it’s dahyun, miss im.” dahyun freezes as nayeon hugs her. “c-come on in. i’ll go get tzuyu.”

dahyun all but escapes from nayeon’s grip, scared. not of nayeon, of course not, tzuyu’s boss was far from being scary, but of what jihyo would think when she saw that nayeon was there. she finds tzuyu at the kitchen, preparing a colorful drink for one of their friends, and she almost growls tzuyu’s name as she calls for her girlfriend, evidently angry.

“why didn’t you tell me nayeon was coming?!” dahyun whispers as if she was screaming, making tzuyu startled.

“you didn’t tell me jihyo was coming either! i didn’t know you would invite her!” tzuyu replied the same way, finishing the drink regardless of dahyun staring at her.

dahyun looks at nayeon from where she stands, watching tzuyu’s boss play with ari, their puppy.

nayeon was welcomed, of course she was. dahyun had nothing against her, even if nayeon liked to make her boss angry, which consequentially made her and all of the employees have to work harder. but nayeon should be kept away from jihyo, just like jihyo should be kept away from nayeon.

“of course i would invite her!” dahyun sighed, shaking her head. “tzuyu, how could you think i wouldn’t invite jihyo? she made this happen.”

“i’m sorry, okay!” tzuyu turns to face dahyun, keeping her head down like a puppy who had made a mess and was aware of it. “nayeon unnie needs to go out more often. and it’s one of the most important days in our lives. i had to invite her too.”

“i know, i know.” dahyun hugs her, knowing tzuyu was starting to feel guilty. “i should’ve realized you would want her here. it’s okay, tzu.”

tzuyu sighs. “at least now we know we have to tell each other who we’re inviting when throwing a party.”

“oh, definitely.” dahyun laughs. she pulls away way too soon for tzuyu’s taste, looking around to try and find nayeon. “i should go find jihyo unnie before… where is nayeon?”

nayeon doesn’t know how that would be possible, but she thinks she sees momo from afar.

even if that is not momo, nayeon walks closer to the girl, entering the deck that had only a few people and the woman she thought was momo. the woman is alone and she looks pretty, like momo, and there was no way nayeon’s drunk mind could understand that momo would never be there. momo wouldn’t — because she never liked tzuyu. and because she was in japan.

for a brief moment, nayeon considers stopping and heading another way. she remembers she was waiting for tzuyu, and that almost makes her turn around, but the possibility of the girl being momo makes nayeon keep walking, and walking, until she’s right behind her.

nayeon was never one to drink strong alcoholic beverages. she could handle beer and wine, but she never exceeded in quantity. ironically, when she decides to do so, she does it with a much stronger option of alcohol. nayeon also never kissed people when she was drunk, but it’s her first reaction when the woman turns around.

she sees a face that is not momo’s, and she knows she’s not kissing her ex then. she doesn’t stop, however. not until she has her lips on jihyo’s, and jihyo is kissing her back — because that was sana, or was it not?

it didn’t feel like sana. sana had gone away to get her a drink, but both of the woman’s hands on her waist were empty, and they were bigger than sana’s. jihyo doesn’t pull away at first, enjoying the kiss without even knowing who was kissing her, her mind making her believe it was sana, just so she could kiss the woman back as intensely as she was being kissed.

“jihyo?”

the voice makes jihyo stop, placing her hands on the woman’s shoulders to pull her away, looking at sana’s direction.

dahyun and tzuyu are right behind her, with their faces red. jihyo wouldn’t dare to imagine what was going on in their heads. she doesn’t want to know, but the moment she looks at the person who had been kissing her, she understands.

“sana…” jihyo pulls away completely, and then nayeon’s hands are no longer on her waist. “sana, i didn’t know it wasn’t you.”

sana’s grip on the cup with jihyo’s drink was strong. if she got any angrier, it could certainly break. “how could you not know?”

“nayeon unnie,” tzuyu reaches closer, wanting to know if nayeon was doing alright. she seemed like she was when she was kissing jihyo, but tzuyu was still afraid nayeon didn’t even know what she was doing. “did you drink?” tzuyu whispers only for her to hear, earning a slow nod from nayeon.

“oh, that is the nayeon girl.” sana laughs. “it all makes sense now. how could i be so stupid?”

jihyo shakes her head quickly. “no, it’s not what you’re thinking. wait, sana!”

sana turns around, so angry that her face burned, leaving the drink with dahyun on the way. nobody dares to say a word. not nayeon’s or jihyo’s employees. but nayeon eventually gathers courage to speak.

“tzuyu, did i just kiss park jihyo?” nayeon asks, starting to sober up.

tzuyu gulps. “yes.”

“oh.” nayeon finds somewhere to sit. she felt like she would fall to the ground if she didn’t. “i think… i just ruined her relationship. on valentines day.”

“it’s technically tomorrow…” tzuyu tries to make it better.

“she was crying when she left.” nayeon mumbles. “i saw it on her face.”

tzuyu stays silent for a moment, wanting to understand what was going on. “what did you drink, unnie? why did you come if you’re not well?”

“momo is dating someone else. i drank when i saw her post. then i kept drinking.” nayeon says. the alcohol didn’t seem to be in her system anymore, and nayeon knew it was there, but after seeing jihyo cry for the first time, she no longer felt drunk. “i’m sorry, tzu. i ruined the night for everybody, didn’t i?”

“not for me, unnie. it’s okay.” tzuyu says warmly, far too used to nayeon being a mess, always there to support her. “come on, let’s get inside. i’ll make you a coffee.”

on the other side of the door of tzuyu and dahyun’s apartment, sana and jihyo talk. sana becomes less angry of jihyo when she sees her cry, and jihyo feels more guilty each second.

“stop lying to yourself, jihyo! you might like me, i believe you do, but you will never love me. and you know that that is what i’m looking for. you’re just… not it.” sana says. she’s not loud, or harsh, but it makes jihyo cry regardless.

“i don’t have that kind of relationship with im nayeon.” jihyo explains herself. “i don’t know why she kissed me, i swear, sana, i didn’t know it was her. i like you and i’m really trying to love you…”

“you can’t try to love someone.” sana sighs.

there’s a lot sana wanted to say, a lot jihyo hasn’t realized. starting by the fact that all jihyo ever talked about with her was work and im nayeon — these things said a lot about jihyo and how she felt, but sana couldn’t tell that to her. jihyo wouldn’t understand. not at that moment, at least.

“look, hyo, i know you didn’t mean to kiss her. that doesn’t matter anymore.” sana continues. “but i’m starting to love you and it would be better for me if we just stopped seeing each other.”

sana’s words are on jihyo’s mind from the moment sana leaves to the moment jihyo goes to bed. when she wakes up the next day, they’re still in her mind, and jihyo keeps wondering when she will ever have a successful relationship with someone special.

romantic love was an unknown feeling for jihyo. she has tried to learn what it is with many different women, but none of them managed to make her fall that deep. sana was nice to her, and out of all the girls jihyo has tried to be in a relationship with, she was the only one who made her heart race. sana treated her like a princess — perhaps that was why jihyo had grown attached.

but then again, liking someone was far too different than loving. and that, jihyo knew, she could never give sana.

the first thing jihyo does when she arrives at her restaurant is having a talk with all of her employees who watched what had happened the other day. she felt like she owned them explanation, and the fact that jihyo treated them all like family was part of why they were so good at what they did, what made them a team.

she speaks with dahyun alone then, because dahyun deserved a proper apology.

“it’s no big deal for us, unnie. tzuyu really didn’t mind it. we had a great time together before all of that happened anyway.” dahyun soothed her.

that seems to be enough for jihyo. she lets her worries aside while she works. it’s almost automatic, really, how she walks around the big kitchen and prepares all sorts of dishes, teaching things to her employees while running to cook as fast as she could. valentines day was always a busy day — despite not owning her own restaurant for a long time, jihyo has worked in other places, so she was used to the rush.

by the end of the day, tzuyu shows up. she’s there to pick dahyun up, and to give jihyo a letter from nayeon.

“jihyo unnie,” tzuyu clears her throat. “before you read this, keep in mind that nayeon unnie genuinely regrets what she did. she’s not… good with words. but i can assure you she didn’t want to make you… uhm… upset.”

“she really isn’t.” jihyo says, clearly unamused. “you should two go ahead. i’ll be going home soon as well.”

dahyun and tzuyu give her their ‘good night’s, but before they go, tzuyu hands jihyo a package. “before i forget. it’s from unnie too.”

jihyo finds a place to sit. before she leaves, she wants to read the letter sent to her, and open the… was it a gif? from nayeon. she didn’t expect to receive an apology, really. jihyo had kissed her back, though admitting that was hard. she didn’t like that she had cheated on sana, and she hated that nayeon’s lips didn’t feel bad, but jihyo wasn’t angry at nayeon. at all.

she doesn’t try to understand what she was feeling. instead, jihyo skips overthinking and focus on her hatred towards nayeon as she reads the letter.

dear miss park,

i’m deeply sorry for my actions last week. tzuyu told me to apologize i didn’t mean to kiss you, though your lips felt quite great i was drunk, and i usually don’t drink much, which is why i didn’t know what i was doing when all of that happened. i’m genuinely sorry to have ruined your night so badly. surprisingly, i did not like to see you cry, because you look pretty doing it, and it makes me think you’re not as hateable as you really are. next time, i’ll be a little less worse, and only do to you what you would do to me.

sincerely,

chou tzu im nayeon (and chou tzuyu. she made me write the good parts. i would never be this soft with you.)

ps.: the wine is not poisoned. i heard from tzuyu that you’re a fan of handmade bear, so i got you wine. happy valentines day.

the letter was short, but there was nothing else nayeon could have really said to her. nothing that wouldn’t sound like she was trying to make a truce. because nayeon wasn’t. but jihyo liked the way nayeon worded what she felt, wondering if nayeon really meant it when she said certain things — she quickly stops once she realizes that was coming from im nayeon.

“i hope you’re telling me the truth, im nayeon.” jihyo mutters as she serves a glass of wine for herself.

tzuyu had forgotten to tell nayeon that jihyo wasn’t picky with her alcohol.

especially not so when she was trying to hide from herself that she was falling in love with her worst enemy. and jihyo was, unfortunately, kind of good at it. success seemed to run after her, even when it wasn’t needed.

#self indulgent #nayeon #jihyo #dahyun #tzuyu #nahyo #datzu #but only a little bit #sfw #non rq

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