#extinguished (ooc)

[belladonna-from-the-abyss]

N O T A R A T , L I T T L E B I R D .

D I D N ' T Y O U R M O T H E R T E L L Y O U N O T T O P L A Y W I T H F I R E ?

- W H O

- COWARD

- I WILL MOUNT YOUR CARCASS TO MY HULL WITH THE OTHERS

- FACE ME AND BURN

- I HAVE BARELY BEGUN TO FAN THE FLAMES

[{faint alarms can be heard as the flames that were previously dying down around the Worldkiller flare like a dying star, stripping paint and incinerating any debris left in the hangar entryway.}]

- YOU WILL BURN

[roastyoualive]

I know I've posted about it before, but I will never not find it funny that Warren is 6'2 AS A FRESHMAN.

Like when the movie came out so many people thought he was supposed to be older than the rest of the gang until the supplementary material said otherwise, but like.......... Can you BLAME them??

look how tiny they are. everyone in this picture is the same age. (Layla and Ethan are in the background, but Warren is standing BEHIND Will. He's just. He'd be accused of being a narc if he wasn't the one everyone thought was going to jail)

[habitual-creatures]

Okay, but if you want a different kind they're in the fridge :)

*gives him a slice of cherry pie, it somehow has a single birthday candle on it lmao*

.̵̦̒ ̵͔̋.̷͔̉ ̷̻̑.̶̰̉

̴̳͋T̷̳̎h̶̖͂ē̷̻ ̸̺̓c̵̣̈́a̸̡͑n̵̲̓d̷̰͋l̶̩̔e̸̛̹ ̵͓̑w̸͓̄a̵̤͝s̷̗̽ ̵͗ͅu̷̮̇n̶͚̐n̸̮͛e̷̖̒ċ̷̬é̶͈s̶͚̚ṡ̸̰ã̸͓r̶͙͆y̵̛̘.̵̣̃

(( translation

. . .

The candle was unnecessary. ))

[theaccursedninth]

“YOUR UNIVERSE WAS WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE”

REALLY, MALEKITH. AND WHY IS THAT, HM??

[dayplays]

Me adding two terrible women as side-muses in the same week.

[foxfireheir]

Tag Drop 1: Out of Character

狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (ooc.) → one of the many spirits 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (tbd.) → extinguished flames 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (psa.) → Important notices 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (queue.) → and so the fox rests 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (ooc saved.) → cherished memento in the office 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (drabbles.) → memories buried in the journal 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (sb.) → helping where possible

狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (promo.) → members of H.S.O.S

狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (ooc inbox.) → letters for the spirit 狐火 ▏𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟔 (wishlist.) → daydreams

[flamefouled]

Jiran likes to just appear in front of people in a burst of flame like she just rose up from the depths of hell.

[deadkenndy]

YAS GIRL.

[satori-runa]

—The flesh we own

Summary: 1x1x1x1 realizes that after all the hatred and the disgust, that there is still a reason to love you.

Tags: Slight mention of gore, blood, ooc, hunter and prey dynamic

Words: 0,4

Author note: I have never played forsaken and this is written for a friend. I apologise for any lore mistakes or mischaractering.

⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹

1x1x1x1 stood at the edge of the treeline, veiled in shadow where the bright green aspects of his form blended in perfectly with his surroundings.

His eyes, if they could be called that, narrowed in on the lone figure below. You.

You ran like a creature born for survival—fast, focused, your breath ragged but controlled. Every footfall landed in thick, clinging mud, yet you moved as though it were nothing but air. You leapt over roots, ducked under broken tree stumps, twisted through the warped terrain like you knew it. Like it was something that you did over and over again.

He hated that.

He hated how you adapted. How you endured. The rest of your team had already been consumed, torn apart by the hands of his creatures, bloody flesh scattered like confetti in the storm. But you—resilient, irritating, alive—you refused to break.

And oh, how that enraged him.

There was something primal about his obsession. Something raw and violent, barely caged beneath his shifting surface. He despised the way you breathed, the heat radiating off your living body, the pulse that beat so arrogantly beneath your skin. You were a disgusting little parasite that refused to yield under his power.

If there was one thing, a single thing, that could be loved about you, then it was your mortality.

A flame that could be snuffed with just enough pressure. Pressure that he owned.

And when the moment came—oh, and it would come—he would savor it. He would descend from the treeline like a specter, decay and rot following his steps like a second shadow. He would wrap his fingers around your throat, slowly, deliberately, just enough to silence the scream before it left your lips.

He would watch your eyes, wide and glistening with panic. Not because he wanted your fear, but because he wanted your awareness. He wanted you to know that you had lost. That your final, frantic resistance had been beautifully pointless.

And then his hand,cold, jagge, would press against your chest, sliding beneath your clothes with surgical precision. Not to explore, but to erase. To feel the warmth, the rhythm, the fragile humanity before it was extinguished forever. He caresses your flesh with his fingertips, savouring it as his mind runs wild. Oh how wonderful your deep red blood would look spilled between his fingers.

He made sure to love it all.

[causenessus]

love notes. | suna r.

she's always looking for new art. he's sending her pictures of romantic street art he finds in cities on away games. they say if you fall in love with an artist, you'll be in their art forever. she's the inspiration behind the love notes he's leaving on walls and sending her pictures of as if he's just stumbled upon them. he's the one she's thinking about everytime she's behind a camera.

suna x f! reader

COMPLETED haikyuu smau

taglist: CLOSED

playlists: 1 ( made by me </3 ) | 2 ( @eggyrocks's SUPERIOR playlist )

warnings & notes: language, alcohol/drinking, lots of written parts probably, extreme extreme pining, boths sides are in denial about how the other party feels about them, college timeskip, msby is a college volleyball team bc i said so and the team is slightly altered, timestamps don't matter, hurt & comfort having to do with family issues, comfort comes from found family <3, suna is a loverboy, miscommunication, friends to lovers, everyone's probably ooc. you can blame the horrors of my past relationships and zodiac sign. i know very little about photography and graffiti but i'm trying my best

THE EXHIBITS: coffee enthusiasts | ride or die bros for life

table of contents: (💌 for any chapters with written content <3)

part one: i know a guy (💌) part two: backstabbing bitch part three: rinnie poo (💌) part four: the "i'm disappointed" card part five: fire extinguisher man part six: rowdy teenagers (💌) part seven: there's life in these walls (💌) part eight: if you're willing to listen (💌) part nine: for as long as you'll have me (💌) part ten: connected the dots part eleven: would you light a building on fire for her? part twelve: support small businesses day part thirteen: big spoon deity part fourteen: one step forward, two steps back (💌) part fifteen: middle school boys locker room core part sixteen: remember in the morning (💌) part seventeen: sorry omi / the incident (💌) part eighteen: making mac and cheese at two in the morning? (💌) part nineteen: unspoken confessions (💌) part twenty: epilogue (💌)

moodboards: love notes, suna, y/n, suna & y/n

extras: kenma photography refs, suna & y/n sending each other tiktoks hc

thank you for reading love notes <3

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey stare at him and his attempt at noodles*

Wha doin'?

I umm... have been introduced to um.... caffeinated cup noodles? I just add hot water and ummmm.... wait for 3 minutes?

...

.........

................. the ummm... microwave should be faster

[roastyoualive]

ABOUT JAY

favourite  colour(s)  :  purple and black <- Same

favourite  flavour(s)  :  lemon, miso, garlic, blue raspberry

favourite  genre(s)  :  horror (especially small town horror), cyberpunk style sci-fi, fantasy

favourite  music  :  punk, rock, metal, alternative. A bit of musical theater in there too, why not? And some good old fashioned comedy tracks. Love me some arrogant worms. … And wrestling themes. 

favourite  movie(s)  :  the Lion King (the original animated version), Princess Bride, the Scooby Doo Wrestling movies for a completely different reason, the OG Friday the Thirteenth, Beetlejuice, Star Wars: Attack of the Clones

favourite  series  : not gonna lie, i don’t watch a lot of tv - don’t have the time. I did like the early seasons of The Mandalorian, Book of Boba Fett, Stranger Things is good, Cobra Kai, Wednesday, Ghost Adventures, Steven Universe, She-Ra… That kind of thing. 

last  song  :  looked what the cat dragged in - poison

last  series  :  does Monday Night Raw count?

last  movie  :  i THINK it was the Barbie Movie at a sleepover??

currently  reading  : working my way through both Mick Foley’s biography and Witches Abroad by Terry Pratchet

currently  watching  :  Listening to Hannah Alonzo’s anti-MLM story videos while I do drafts!

currently  working  on  :   Some commissions, sewing a jacket, cleaning my room, and it’s leg day today so I have to do that too.\

tagged by: @miercolaes

[celuere]

arlecchino

all of my arlecchino works, either with fem! or gn!reader

𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫���𝐬

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ good night ritual. (nsfw)

cw: cunnilingus

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ teaser. (nsfw)

cw: semi-public, stimulation , mentions of giving head

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ teased. (nsfw)

cw: voyeurism, deepthroating, mirror sex, mild degradation, praising, full nelson

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ the hearth is now extinguished. pt. 1 (suggestive)

cw: unspoken feelings, doomed yuri, mutual pining

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ my hearth. pt. 2 (nsfw)

cw: mentions of blood, bit of angst, oral sesbian lex at the end

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ sweet dreams. (nsfw)

cw: threesome, arle and bossform!arle taking turns on you, overstimulation, fingering, mild degrading, squirting, cuckolding, oral

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ not enough. (nsfw)

cw: fingering, making out, marking, Arlecchino being desperate for her wife, mentions of pregnancy

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ give me what I want. (nsfw)

cw: porn without plot, strap-on, rough sex, overstimulation, pussydrunk Arle

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle finding out you‘re pregnant (sfw)

cw: slight angst

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ hard day. (nsfw)

cw: fingering, praising, fluffy through and through, comforting, worshipping

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle with a chubby wife (nsfw)

cw: body dysmorphia, insecurity, mirror sex, fingering, body worship, arle being a goner

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ be quiet. (nsfw)

cw: creampie ig??, against a wall, semi-public, almost getting caught, orgasm denial

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fallen angel!arle x devoted follower!reader (nsfw)

cw: au, loss of virginity, hands down filthy sesbian lex, degrading, worship, arle fucking you out of pure spite for the divine

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ i know if i‘m haunting you, you must be haunting me (sfw)

cw: grief, doomed yuri, angst with smh comfort, depression

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ blunt rotation. (nsfw)

cw: modern college au, threesome, usage of weed, high sex, reader getting passed around, unprotected sesbian lex, might be a little ooc, backshots, cunnilingus (reader receiving and giving)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ sometimes silence guides the mind (sfw)

cw: pregnant wife!reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ kiss it, bite it, can i fit it? (nsfw)

cw: modern au, dilf arle, implied age gap, shameless flirting, reader is lowkey inexperienced, strap-on, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, arle introduces you into the world of awesome sesbian lex, body worship

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ lockjaw (nsfw)

cw: sub!arle, faceriding, overstimulation

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ a little bit scandalous (nsfw)

cw: mild exhibitionism, carriage sex, dick sucking, riding, unprotected sex, pet names, slight degradation, slight homophobia

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ prepare for trouble & make it double (nsfw)

cw: arle uses her fancy domain trick on you, threesome, bossform arle, vaginal fingering, riding, bondage, cuckolding (kinda?????), squirting, degrading, size kink

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ help me get away from myself (nsfw)

cw: bloodsucking, cockwarming, vampire!arle

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ birds of a feather (nsfw)

cw: fingering, arles fat dick, soft sex, pathetic lesbian arlecchino, fluff, body worship, breeding, slight lactation kink

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ hopefully we don‘t have no babies (nsfw)

cw: modern au, experienced dilf!arle, implied age gap, pet names, praising, arle teaches you how to properly finger yourself, mirrors, voyeurism, strap-on, rough sex, dumbification, arle is called peruere

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ her body temperature. (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle x wife!reader (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ parent!arlecchino (sfw OFC.)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle taking care of her pregnant wife (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ MORE of arle caring for her pregnant wife (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ vampire!arlecchino (suggestive)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ nsfw headcanons (nsfw duh)

cw: degrading, bondage, sub!arle, breeding

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ random hcs about her (sfw+nsfw)

cw: dacryphilia, strap-on

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ girlcock headcanons (nsfw)

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𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬/𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐬

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ speaking french. (nsfw)

cw: fingering

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ playable character!reader earning her talent mats (nsfw)

cw: cunnilingus, strap-on, bondage

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ biker!arlecchino taking you on her bike (nsfw)

cw: semi-public, modern arle

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ hand or vibrator? (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ what happens once her markings reach her heart? (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ pathetic girlfailure arle (nsfw)

cw: sub!arle, bondage

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ girldad arle (sfw obv)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ strapped up arle (nsfw)

cw: cockwarming, public

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ bassist!arle (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ more about her body temperature (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ game night with the hearth (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle with a morning boner (nsfw)

cw: somnophilia

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ dilf!arle x milf!reader (nsfw)

cw: breeding, body worship

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ trying out your new lipstick (nsfw)

cw: deepthroating, masturbating, dacryphilia, slightly obsessive arle

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle assembling your furniture (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ size kink with arle (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle and her love for bushes <3 (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ DIY strapon (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ giving her a tit job (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ dad!arlecchino and baby slings (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arle coming home to see you wearing her jacket (nsfw)

cw: strap-on

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ giving you backshots (nsfw)

cw: strap-on, degradation, dumbification, overstimulation, teasing, pet names, forced quiet sex

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ she loves teasing you on a date (nsfw)

cw: arles fat fucking dick, stripteasing ngh, teasing, overstimulation, voyeurism kinda??, usage of a vibrator

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ divorced!arle and the ex-wife she still yearns for (suggestive)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ decorating the nursery (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ her favorite positions (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ you can’t stop taking stray animals home (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ pathetic arle begging for your pussy (suggestive)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ sauna thoughts… (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ pregnancy lex (nsfw)

cw: pregnant!reader, transfem!arlecchino

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ yearner husband arlecchino (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ it‘s her first time living too (sfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ grinding on her abs (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ office sex (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arlecchino clones hmfghhfg… (nsfw)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ arlezani blunt rotation (nsfw)

cw: transfem!Arle and Zani, usage of weed, creampie, unprotected sex

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[quimichi]

↳˳;; ❝ MK1 CHARACTER INTROS ᵕ̈೫˚∗ - WITH SPIDER F!READER pt.1, pt.2

INFO: Had this idea where the reader is a spider, hybrid or drider? Whatever you imagine, they have spider like/string powers. Also, i apologize if some seem OOC or something, joined the fandom around 2 months ago and didn't play all of them so ;3

CHARACTERS: Ashrah, Baraka, General Shao, Geras, Havik, Johnny Cage, Kenshi x F!Spider Reader

Ashrah

Y/n: "I offer you a challenge, Ashrah. A duel of skill, and a test of our... affections."

Ashrah: "A dangerous game, Y/n. But I have never shied away from a challenge, especially one with such enticing stakes."

Y/n: "Let's tangle, Ashrah, weave our hearts in combat."

Ashrah: "A tempting offer, Y/n. Let's see whose heart is stronger."

Y/n: "Are you the predator, Ashrah? Or are you just pretending to be the prey?"

Ashrah: "Let's just say, Y/n, I enjoy playing both roles. And I'm quite good at it."

Ashrah: "Your webs are quite... captivating, Y/n. Are they as strong as they are beautiful?"

Y/n: "Strong enough to hold you, Ashrah. But I'd rather use them to draw you closer."

Ashrah: "You've woven a delicate trap, Y/n. But I wonder, who is truly caught?" Y/n: "Perhaps we both are."

Ashrah: "I sense a hidden desire within you. A desire I'm quite willing to explore."

Y/n: "And I sense a hidden passion within you. One I'm eager to awaken."

Baraka

Baraka: "Your webs are strong. But can they hold these blades?"

Y/n: "Strong enough to hold you, Baraka. And perhaps, strong enough to keep you."

Baraka: "You fight well. I...respect that. Let's see who is stronger...with respect."

Y/n: "A respectful clash? A rare and welcome offer."

Baraka: "Whoever wins this fight... they win the other too."

Y/n: "Excuse me what?"

Y/n: "Heard Tarkatans are pretty intense. You got any chill vibes?"

Baraka: "Chill what?"

Y/n: "You're strong, Baraka. But can you be gentle too?"

Baraka: "I can be as gentle as you let me. But I prefer when you fight back. It makes the reward sweeter."

Y/n: "Do you always get what you want, Baraka?"

Baraka: "Always. And I want you. Now. Will you make it easy, or do I have to take you?"

General Shao

Y/n: "The web tightens, Shao. Struggle is futile."

Shao: "I crush spiders. You are no different."

Y/n: "That axe looks heavy. Let me lighten your load."

Shao: "I'll lighten your life."

Y/n: "Tell me, Shao, do you dream of conquest? Or do you dream of being conquered?"

Shao: "I dream of domination. And you, little spider, will be my next conquest."

Shao: "Little spider, your webs are a tempting trap. I wonder if they're strong enough to hold a god?"

Y/n: "A god? Or just a brute with a big axe?"

Shao: "Such a beautiful distraction, little spider. I'll savor the moment before I… eliminate it."

Y/n: "Savor? I'll savor the moment you realize you've walked into my carefully crafted trap."

Shao: "Your eyes betray your desire. A desire I intend to exploit."

Y/n: "And your arrogance betrays your weakness. A weakness I intend to shatter."

Geras

Y/n: "Let's pause time, Geras. Just for a moment. To enjoy each other's company."

Geras: "Time is ever-flowing, but a moment of shared serenity is a treasure to be cherished."

Y/n: "You're like a walking history book. A really dusty one."

Geras: "Indeed. And within these 'dusty' pages lie wisdom and experience."

Y/n: "You're like a knight in shining… sand? Is that a thing?"

Geras: "A knight's armor is but a symbol. True valor lies in the heart, and I assure you, mine is…unwavering."

Geras: "Such vibrant energy. A shame it will soon be… extinguished."

Y/n: "Extinguished? I'm just getting warmed up. You're the one looking a little dusty."

Geras: "I find myself… appreciating the… unique perspective you bring to our… interactions." Y/n: "Unique? I'm just being me. And you're loving it."

Geras: "Our interactions, Y/n, are like adelicate dance. A graceful exchange of…energies."

Y/n: "Dance? I'm thinking more like a wrestling match. Winner gets a date."

Havik

Y/n: "You speak of freedom, yet you are bound by madness."

Havik: "Madness is my freedom, and soon, it will be yours."

Y/n: "I will weave a cage for your insanity." Havik: "A cage? How delightfully intimate. I've always wanted a personal audience."

Y/n: "You're like a bad rash, you just keep popping up." Havik: "And you're like a particularly sticky cobweb, I just can't shake you off!"

Havik: "Every strand you weave is a thread pulling me closer. You will be mine."

Y/n: "I belong to no one."

Havik: "I will paint the realms with your name, a masterpiece of devastation."

Y/n: "Ensure the paint is vibrant, Havik. I enjoy a good spectacle."

Havik: "I will dismantle reality itself, just to build a throne for you, my queen of chaos."

Y/n: "A throne built on rubble? How... fitting."

Johnny Cage

Y/n: "You mistake arrogance for skill."

Johnny Cage: "And you mistake beauty for... well, actually, you're right on the money there."

Y/n: "You're a has-been, clinging to past glories." Johnny Cage: "Has-been? I'm a timeless classic! Like 'Casablanca,' but with more roundhouse kicks."

Y/n: "You think a wink will distract me?" Johnny Cage: "Distract you? I'm hoping it'll make you forget we're even fighting. Unless you'd rather kiss and make up?"

Johnny Cage: "You know, I've always been a fan of strong, independent women. Especially ones that can tie me up." Y/n: "Oh I'll tie you up, Cage."

Johnny Cage: "I've got a balcony overlooking the city skyline, perfect for a late-night vibe." Y/n: "The city lights are a distraction. I prefer the sound of your heartbeat… as it fades away."

Johnny Cage: "Game room? Winner gets... a kiss." Y/n: "My kiss is venomous."

Kenshi

Y/n: "Your lack of sight doesn't hinder your perception, does it, Kenshi?" Kenshi: "I feel a pull, yes. A dangerous and alluring one."

Y/n: "Your senses are heightened, Kenshi. Can you feel the vibrations of my webs, or your own anticipation?" Kenshi: "Both, I suspect."

Y/n: "I'll leave a trail of silk, Kenshi, like a breadcrumb trail." Kenshi: "A surprise? I'm always eager for surprises. Especially when they're wrapped in silk."

Kenshi: "Those webs...they seem to whisper secrets. Perhaps they'll reveal your deepest desires?" Y/n: "My desires are simple. And they involve you."

Kenshi: "I sense a playful tension, spider. Are you trying to tease me, or are you just naturally irresistible?" Y/n: "Naturally irresistible, Kenshi. But a little teasing never hurt anyone… much."

Kenshi: "Are you daring me to try and escape, or are you daring me to try and catch you?" Y/n: "I'm daring you to try everything, Kenshi."

[dayplays]

So this is what happened while I was conscious.

[skye-obsolete]

Hi! I just read your story Grief, on how the LnDs guys would react to us disappearing from their lives. It was so good, I was just wondering if you’d be willing to make a second part to it. Like how the boys would react to finding us, or something?

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ʟᴀᴅs ʙᴏʏs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᯓ❅ ┆ synopsis┆ : How does the LADS boys react if they found you?

ᯓ❅ ┆ tags┆ : prompt, soft, fluff, comfort & possible OOC

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𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫

You were more than just his Queen—you were his beacon, his anchor in a world that had nearly torn him apart. The moment he saw you again, the overwhelming relief nearly brought him to his knees. He had lost you once, a wound he carried with him every day, and he couldn’t bear the thought of facing that agony again. Exhaustion, both physical and emotional, seeped into him after searching for you for so long. All of his strength seemed to drain away, but not before he pulled you close, wrapping you in a fierce embrace, his knees hitting the ground as you struggled to hold up the weight of your bodies. He pressed his face into your hair, breathing you in, your scent embedding itself in his memory. He held you like you were the only thing tethering him to this world, refusing to let go, afraid that if he did, you would vanish again.

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𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞

You had never seen Zayne like this before, his icy, composed demeanor crumbling right before your eyes. His lips trembled; his brows furrowed in uncharacteristic vulnerability when he finally saw you. You barely had the chance to explain before he pulled you into his arms, holding you with a desperation you had never felt from him. His chest heaved against yours, each breath heavy and ragged as if he were on the verge of breaking down. The walls he had carefully built to shield himself from the world, from his pain, had melted away. His apology was barely a whisper, raw and aching, full of guilt for not being there, for failing to protect you. He had carried the weight of your disappearance alone, hiding his grief behind a mask of stoicism, but now that you were back, he didn’t need to pretend anymore. With you, he could let his guard down, the burden finally lifted.

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𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐥

At first, he thought he was hallucinating—he had been haunted by your memory for so long that seeing you now felt like another cruel trick. Your disappearance had shattered him, leaving his heart fractured, half of it missing wherever you had gone. But when you softly whispered his name, that familiar voice pulling him out of the darkness, he didn’t care about anything else. He collapsed against you, his arms locking around your waist, pressing his face into your chest as if trying to merge with you, to make sure you were real. Even if this was just another illusion, he wouldn’t care—he would gladly live in this dream if it meant keeping you close. When you wrapped your arms around him in return, his whole body seemed to melt. You could feel the wetness soaking into your shirt, and though he made no sound, you knew he was crying. You were his lifeline, the only thing that had kept him going, and now that you were back, he wasn’t sure if he could ever let go.

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𝐒𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐬

The fire of rage that had consumed Sylus, that made him lash out at everything and everyone around him, flickered and died the moment he saw you. You were the calm to his storm, the one force that could soothe the fury burning inside him. The rage that could’ve razed the world to ashes was extinguished in an instant. He didn’t care if his subordinates saw him like this—his vulnerability exposed for all to witness. All that mattered was you, here, in his arms again. His embrace was fierce, almost desperate, like he was afraid that if he let go, the storm would rage once more. Now that you were back, there was no way he’d let you out of his sight again. His protectiveness might even turn into possessiveness, and he wouldn’t mind one bit, as long as it meant keeping you safe from harm. You were the only thing grounding him, the only thing that mattered, and he would fight the entire world to protect you.

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╰｡ Author's Note: Preliminaries has finished last week, I'm quite free this week so I decided ahead and made another one of the requested fictions. Technically you don't need to read Grief to have a grasp in this one but nevertheless, thank you for requesting it! I hope you enjoy it as well~