#i wanted to do more but i don't have the luxury of time </33

[nem0-nee]

doodle dump from ?!?!!?!!?

[Saga in the 3rd pic belongs to rev; inspired from this post]

Spring break is about to end, so I'm distracting myself with the silly :^))

[yanderestarangel]

hello! i just found your blog and i've been obsessed with your writing <33 can i request a smut with a poly relationship with johnny and kenshi. i feel like they'd be so drastically different but work so well together in bed

HEADKANONKS MK1 | KENSHI TAKAHASHI X JOHNNY CAGE X READER

TW: afab anatomy, fluff, soft headcanons, threesome, smut, nsfw, double penetration, blowjob, kenshi and Johnny make out with each other, gay sex, anal sex, vibrators, ice play, switch!reader, sub!johnny, dom!kenshi, daddykink.

♡ A relationship with both of them at the same time would be quite an adventure. Kenshi is the balance between you and Johnny - he knows that if he leaves you two alone, you and Johnny might do crazy things and end up in jail, like the time you two accidentally set one of Johnny's cars on fire on a public street. -Kenshi had to pay the two of you bail, with Johnny's money of course -

♡ The three of you have a group on WhatsApp, everything you need to talk about you will talk about in that chat, be it gossip, news or even asking where each one is, when the other is away, you named your boyfriend's contact as "gay son " and "thot daughter" - I don't even need to say who is who, right? -

♡ Kenshi has the love language serving, showing that he cares about you and Johnny, if you ask to be carried or a glass of water or anything within his reach, he will do it.

Example: You, Kenshi and Johnny watching a movie on Saturday night, on Cage's king size bed, Kenshi on the left side, you in the middle and Johnny lying on your thighs as he took Kenshi's hand too. You felt thirsty but were too lazy to get up and help yourself, soon turning to Takahashi.

"-Can you get me a glass of water, my love?" -You asked calmly, smiling at the man who just waved and stood up.

"-Can you get it for me too baby girl?" -Johnny said laughing to Kenshi who gave the middle finger in response to the actor.

"-What's up Takahashi? I'm your boyfriend too!" -Cage said in response, as he looked at you pouting, you soon asked Kenshi to bring it to Johnny too, and he obeyed - he was already going to do it anyway, but he loved seeing Johnny beg and get angry and you knew it, affectionately in your other partner's hair.

♡ Johnny Cage has a different language, he likes to spend money on you and Kenshi, shopping in luxurious malls, sports cars, branded watches, everything you and Kenshi imagine and want is yours, just ask and Cage will move mountains if it takes to see you two smile.

♡ You live in Johnny's mansion, in the same room, in the same bed. If you're not used to sharing a bed, it's best to get used to it. Johnny will hug you, suffocating you on his chest, it's an uncontrollable and involuntary gesture of his, while placing one of his muscular thighs on top of you. Kenshi sleeps straight, with his stomach up, but sometimes he will also do the same as Johnny with you - you could barely breathe due to the weight of them together -

♡ Kenshi lends you his clothes, but tells you not to pass them on to Johnny, which you disobey and do the opposite, sometimes Johnny himself asks you to take Takahashi's shirts for him to wear, all to tease the poor swordsman.

"-I thought I asked for my shirt for you to wear, not Cage." -Kenshi said, laughing aside, watching Johnny parade around the house in his red satin shirt.

"-This blouse looks better on me than on you Takahashi, that's why our dear (Y/N) lent it to me." -Johnny said, giving you a kiss, and then another one with Kenshi, making him agree and not be angry with you two.

♡ Johnny will always take you two to his awards, he doesn't care about judgement, he has two extremely hot partners by his side, why would he be embarrassed?

♡ Kenshi and Johnny get along well, that is, your relationship has almost no fights, if you are insecure about something, especially with them being together more and leaving you out, they will sit down and talk, it's a little scary because it was The first time you saw Johnny was extremely serious, saying that he loves you equally as he loves Kenshi, and that he would never leave either of you for anything.

♡ They can work very well together in bed to give you pleasure, Kenshi loves being rougher and more dominant, watching you squirm and beg for him, Johnhy makes you excited and satiates you at the same time, he can't contain his dick in his pants. seeing you beg so beautifully for him and Kenshi to fuck you.

♡ Johnny likes to fuck your pussy with his fingers and tongue, while Kenshi loves watching you squirm, Johnny's fingers go on your clit while Takahashi pushes his dick into your pussy, both of them smiling as he sees you moan and turn into a crying mess. Cage would help Kenshi's dick enter you further or even suck Takahashi's dick while lying on your belly, to help lubricate the way.

♡ They both like to give double blowjobs, that is, your poor mouth will have both of their cocks at the same time, while they both smile and moan in unison, kissing each other sometimes while praising you for taking their cock so well.

♡ The three of you like to tease each other outside too, using vibrators. You would use a small internal oval, inside your pussy. Johnny would use it on his dick and inside him, while Kenshi used one only on his dick, the adrenaline was not knowing who would activate the speed or increase it, ending with Kenshi fucking Johnny while Johnny fucked you hard - Kenshi between Johnny's legs and you sitting down with your pussy in the movie star's mouth.

♡ They also like to do double penetration, with Kenshi going in your ass and Cage in your pussy, they accelerate the rhythm together, holding you between the two of them, while Johnny praises you, Kenshi degrades you...

♡ Kenshi will play with ice on your nipples, while Johnny used the cube to rub it on your clit, while you were blindfolded, completely at the mercy of both of them - you would have to guess which dick was entering your pussy at that moment, Kenshi's or Johnny's , both are thick and big, so you would have to use maximum touch to find out -

♡ When one or the other is tired, you can fuck him, you can always turn to your other partner. If Kenshi is too tired Johnny will fuck you on the mattress moaning and whimpering while Takahashi sleeps. If Johnny is too tired, Kenshi will fuck you all over the mansion and record the fuck for Cage to watch later - and obviously tease him -

♡ Johnny will also want to be fucked by you, don't have a dick? just grab a strap on and fuck his ass, he'll whimper at you while calling you "daddy/mommy" muffled by Kenshi's dick in his mouth.

Johnny smirks against your clit, his tongue swirling and flicking expertly, his lips occasionally sucking gently. The sensation sends shivers of pleasure coursing through your body. Meanwhile, Kenshi groans softly as you take him into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. His hand finds its way to your hair, gripping it gently, guiding your movements. You can feel the intensity building in both of them, their desire for you palpable in every touch and caress.

Johnny, his lips leaving a trail of wet kisses along your inner thigh, slowly moves up your body, his eyes locked with yours. He positions himself between your thighs, his erection pressing against your entrance. Kenshi, still enjoying the lust of your mouth, watches with an intense gaze. Johnny, lost in the waves of pleasure, moans deeply, his grip on your hips tightening. As Kenshi's thrusts grow more intense, he leans over Johnny, his voice dripping with domination.

"-You're such a greedy little slut, Johnny..." Kenshi sneers, his tone laced. "-Taking pleasure from both ends, unable to get enough. Look at you, being fucked like the naughty little whore you are." A mischievous smile tugs at your lips as you witness Kenshi pulling out of Johnny, leaving him panting and needy. You lock eyes with Johnny. Slowly, you lower yourself onto his hard cock, your tightness enveloping him completely.

Johnny's eyes widen with pleasure as he fills you, his grip on your hips tightening in an attempt to control his own urges. You move your body in slow, tantalizing motions, savoring the feeling of him deep inside you.

Meanwhile, Kenshi positions himself behind Johnny once again, his hands firmly gripping his hips. With a single fluid motion, he pushes back into Johnny's willing ass, eliciting a chorus of mixed moans and gasps from all three of you. Johnny's body trembles, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he nears the edge of pleasure. He looks up at you with a mix of desire and desperation, his voice strained as he fights for control. "-Please...please let me cum. I need to release, to feel the warmth of your pussy and the grip of Kenshi's dick..."

Kenshi, his grip on your breasts tightening, thrusts into Johnny with a renewed vigor, adding to the overwhelming sensations coursing through all of you. Your eyes lock with Johnny's, a knowing smirk on your face as you give him permission to release. "-Cum for us, Johnny. Coat me with your warmth and feel the pleasure surge through you as Kenshi fills your tight ass."

With a final thrust, he pours his lust into your awaiting pussy, moaning out your name in ecstasy.

Simultaneously, Kenshi finds his release inside Johnny's willing ass, his body shuddering with pleasure and fulfillment. The intensity of the moment overwhelms you, the sensation of being filled from both ends heightening your own pleasure.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[blooming-dahlia]

Hello Livi <33 May I request reader being housewife for Riddle? I would love to hear your thoughts about that. Thanks in advance!!

Sweet Marriage [Riddle Rosehearts]

╰ Every time you see someone from your high school on the street and talk to them, they can't believe who you ended up tying the knot with. In fact, even Ace and Deuce were shocked when they received an invitation to your wedding, even though they knew you two had been dating for so long.

╰ Ace was absolutely convinced that one day you would eventually break up with Riddle due to his specific nature, but being one of the best men at your wedding was definitely not something he could have expected.

╰ As for you, well, you still can't believe you're finally married to the man you love. One of your favorite things to do when Riddle is at work is looking at the photos from your wedding. The professional ones you keep in a photo album, while the others are in the gallery on your phone, most of them being the ones Cater took and sent to you later.

╰ No matter what other people say, you couldn't ask for a better husband than Riddle. During your NRC days, he was often insecure and worried that he might do something wrong and, worse, hurt you unintentionally. He had never been in a relationship before, so this was all new to him. But over time, with a little bit of your help, he was able to gain some confidence.

╰ After your wedding, Riddle became even more affectionate towards you. Even when he's at work, he can't help but call you whenever he has the chance, just to ask how you're doing and tell you how much he loves you. The best moment of the day is when Riddle comes home and you can finally throw yourself into his arms.

╰ Sometimes you get the feeling that Riddle is overworking himself a bit, but every time you try to look for a job, he assures you that everything is fine and that you don't need to do that, because the last thing he wants is for you to overwork yourself as well.

╰ Of course you do things like cooking and cleaning every day. At first you thought that Riddle might be angry with you if he found out that you missed a few spots while cleaning or didn't do anything at all on a particular day, but it quickly turned out that he could be more understanding than you would ever imagine. That's mostly because you're his wife, whom he loves dearly, and not some random troublemaker like Ace and Deuce.

╰ The house you live in once belonged to one of Riddle's relatives, but since they moved out a long time ago, they gladly decided to sell it to you. It's not a super exclusive and luxurious mansion or anything like that, it's rather a small and cozy house, just perfect for you two. You also have a garden that you always take care of.

╰ On weekends, you two always go shopping. You can't even count how many times you've asked Riddle not to spoil you with gifts he buys for you behind your back while you're shopping, but you can see he doesn't care. He strictly follows the belief that a wife must be spoiled a lot by her husband.

╰ There are moments when the two of you argue. It is not often, but your fights can be really intense sometimes. However, Riddle can quickly turn from angry to concerned and ashamed the second he sees you crying, no matter who started the fight. He just hates to see tears streaming down your face.

╰ The thing you definitely avoid the most are family meetings. While those with your parents are somewhat tolerable and quite enjoyable, those with your husband's are the exact opposite. You're thankful they don't happen often, since you are probably at the top of your mother-in-law's list of people she hates the most. Every meeting with Riddle's family so far has just been you trying to hold back your tears until you finally get home.

╰ When there is nothing to do while Riddle is at work, you often hang out with your friends. Most of the time, they like to tease you about being a married woman so soon. To be honest, you are surprised about it yourself. Who would have thought that Riddle Rosehearts would propose to his girlfriend right after she graduated from NRC?

╰ Riddle himself also keeps in touch with some people from your high school, the main ones of course being Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater. Obviously you knew it would be the last two, but the troublemakers came as a complete surprise. Riddle somehow learned to tolerate them instead of yelling at them every second, especially since they are not in Heartslabyul anymore. Once, however, he loosened up to the point where the Adeuce duo got him drunk as a silly prank. Poor Riddle has never experienced anything like this before and became extremely clingy to you when he, thanks to Trey, returned home. Eventually he ended up crying, so you had to comfort and cuddle him until he fell asleep, but you didn't mind it at all.

╰ It is obvious to Riddle that you would never cheat on him. But there are still times when he can't help but get a little jealous. He spends most of the day at work, so he doesn't really know what you're currently doing unless he calls you. Also because of this, the two of you don't spend as much time together as you'd like. He understands that you might feel lonely, so as long as you don't cheat on him, you can hang out with whoever you want.

╰ When it's your birthday, Riddle always has something special planned for you. He even leaves work early to surprise you with a fresh bouquet of your favorite flowers and then takes you on a date to places such as a restaurant and theme park. When it's Riddle's birthday, you always try to bake his favorite strawberry tart, but you fail anyway, so you call Trey to come over to help you. For some reason, Trey always comes with Adeuce duo and Cater, which results in a huge party for your husband.

╰ Eventually, one day you apply for a job of your choice. You know that Riddle wouldn't have to work so hard if you could also earn some money. It was not easy to break this news to him, but in the end he said that it was your own decision and that he would support you no matter what.

╰ Sometimes your friends ask when you and Riddle will have children of your own. You're both still very young, so he isn't going to force you to have them now, but if you decide one day that you're ready, he would love to have two or maybe even three. Riddle doesn't feel confident enough to tell you this yet, because he's afraid that you might think it's too much for you, or perhaps you don't want to have children at all. Still, he finds you to be a very gentle and caring woman, and he's sure you'll make a perfect mother in the future.

Thank you for requesting!

[fluorescentadolescent1]

can you write a red one-shot with sakusa from haikyuu? Love you<33

I love you so much more for asking sakusa, I hope you enjoy it!

❝ 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦❞

: The miya's younger sister comes to the msby party with one purpose, Sakusa Kiyoomi.

warning!: kinda mean!kiyoomi, unprotected sex, spanking a little bit, possessive omi <3 , choking.

you can see my masterlist too.

Your relationship with your brother's teammates was always friendly, but there was one person you wished wouldn't treat you like a friend. Sakusa Kiyoomi was your biggest crush, until the innocent looks grew to be a sexual tension that had you touching yourself at night and fantasizing that they were his. You wanted him to see you for the woman you are, not just the little sister of his obnoxious and loud friend.

So you decided that if Sakusa didn't take the initiative, you would.

It all started at a msby party, where Atsumu decided to bring his little sister as plus one, and you were not going to say no since you were dressed with a purpose.

So you decided to pamper yourself and buy a new outfit for the occasion, put on makeup and fix your hair in a sensual way.Upon entering, you were holding onto Atsumu's arm, while greeting people you already knew and those you didn't, but your gaze was looking for someone in specific.

At one point Atsumu went to the bar dragged by bokuto leaving you alone in the middle of the lounge.

" I didn't think I'd see you here today, I thought you'd be stuck next to your brother as usual"

You could feel the sarcasm in Sakusa's voice behind you, even without seeing it you felt your skin crawl. You usually spent your spare time helping Osamu with his restaurant.

You turned around and you could feel the heat emanating from Sakusa's body, he was dressed in black dress pants, a dark blue shirt rolled up on his arms and loose buttons almost reaching his neck. He looked incredibly hot.

" Sometimes a girl needs to be distracted a bit, besides Atsumu said that Kageyama could attend today" You couldn't help but tease him, something you knew very well about Sakusa was his short temper and the dislike for the younger setter.

Sakusa rolled his eyes and moved closer to you, his expensive scent filling your nostrils making you tingle, "Do you really think someone like Kageyama could distract you? I thought you were the smartest Miya, what a disgrace"

Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you not to compare me to my idiot brothers?" Also, I didn't know that you already had such an opinion of me, be careful omi-kun~, you seem obsessed with me" you smiled mischievously, what you didn't expect is for Sakusa to get close to your ear and whisper, "And what will you do if I am?" and unleashed everything.

One thing led to another and now you were in the parking lot of the party, locked in his luxury car. You were mounted on top of him and you felt his hands greedily go all over your body while his lips left wet kisses all over your neck.

" Omi, not here, please, someone can come out and see us like this" you murmured clinging to the last thread of consciousness you had left, the tickling between your legs clouded your mind.

"Do you really think I care? You don't know how long I waited to do this" Kiyoomi said turning his face away from your neck and holding your face in his hands, his pupils were dilated and you could swear you could die looking at him.

" I didn't know you were so in love with me omi-omi" you said smiling, you tried to get closer to kiss him on the lips but he stopped you seriously on his pretty face.

"You know that i do, why did you think I was going to Osamu's restaurant after team practices and you were there, why i stayed with you a while longer when you waited for Atsumu to come out of the gym showers?" this time it was sakusa approached your face, "Why do you think that the day I found out that Kageyama was going to ask for your number I threw a service ace in his face?"

You laughed remembering that match, everyone was amazed that the Sakusa Kiyoomi lost track of the ball so much. You always thought that spending so much time with Atsumu began to affect him.

" I knew you were attracted to me, but I never thought you'd give me a chance to get closer. I thought you tease me just for being your teammate's sister"

Your laugh spreads a smile on Kiyoomi's face, who once again brought your face closer to his, your breath mixing, "You're a fool if you think that to me you were just that, I always saw you beyond your brother"

This time Kiyoomi let you kiss him, compared to the touches on your body, the kiss was sweet and delicate, in silence he wanted to show you how much he longed for this moment.

The kiss began to intensify, your hands caressing Kiyoomi's curly hair, and he caressed the skin on your hips.

"So show me omi, show me that you want me"

Your words were like a lighter that lit the fire in him, his hands became greedy again,his hands began to move up your dress little by little, you instead unbuttoned his shirt and allowed yourself to touch his chest.

" Don't be a brat, don't forget who you're talking to" Kiyoomi patted the side of your thigh, you whimpered and moved a little against his throbbing erection.

" Don't be mean omi~" you started to leave kisses on his face while your hands tried to unbutton his pants but again, Kiyoomi stopped you making you moan in frustration, "Please Omi, I just want to make you feel good"

Kiyoomi smiled and you know it's the same smile he has when he manages to get Atsumu mad , "I want you to cum like this first, rub against me and get what you want, then I'll fuck you enough that my name is the only thing on your mind."

God you could feel that you already left a stain on his pants. Kiyoomi saw your doubt and grabbed your waist with his big hands and began to rub you against his dick making you whimper.

"Please, please" you really didn't know what you were asking for, but the force with which you moved against him was enough to drive you crazy, the mere idea of doing something so dirty in such a clean person made your mind blow.

Kiyoomi spanked your ass making you jump, one hand closing around your neck, applying enough pressure to make your head spin, and the other rocking your hips, "So greedy, so spoiled, you can't do one thing right"

Your body was getting hotter, your clit was pulsing with the need for attention, and Kiyoomi was going to give it to you. Under the hand that was on your hips, he moved your underwear to the side and began to massage it at the same time that you moved causing your moans to be louder and louder. "That's it, good girl, make a mess for me"

His words were like an order to your brain, you tried to suppress yourself but you exploded in incomparable euphoria and pleasure, your cum soaked all over Kiyoomi's pants, "What a pity that all this is going to be wasted without first being able to try it" He said caressing your entrance with his two fingers, collected your slick and brought his fingers to your mouth.

Your cheeks were red, the sweat from your body stuck your baby hair to your forehead and your eyes reflected the hunger you felt, "Please omi, I was good" you begged again but Kiyoomi silenced your prayers forcing his fingers into your mouth, you quickly sucked them as if they were his dick and this time ,Kiyoomi had to control himself not to cum.

"Such a silly baby, you're right, you've been good" Kiyoomi kissed the valley of your breasts while helping you to get his dick out of its confinement, seeing him in all his vigor you felt your mouth salivate, Kiyoomi saw your expression and chuckled leaving a kiss on your mouth, "There will be time for that another time, now I need to be inside you"

Another time, the promise that this will happen again made you smile with happiness.

Kiyoomi wasting no time, pushed aside your underwear and gently entered you, you were quite wet from your orgasm but he didn't want to hurt you.

The stretch felt delicious, it wasn't that wide but it was quite long, little by little you felt it enter completely, blocking your breath.

" Omi feels so so good, please omi, please make me yours" the words came out of your mouth before your brain could process them, he moaned and decided to silence them with a hot kiss, carefully he began a slow sway until he began to increase speed and strength, hitting more and more the small point inside you that brought you closer to orgasm.

Wrapping his arms around your hips and planting his feet on the floor of the car, Kiyoomi started a movement that made your vision blur, "Who's making you feel like this? Uh? We just started and you can't even talk anymore, you think that useless setter could make you feel as good as I do?"

The windows of the car fogged up and the atmosphere smelled of sex, anyone who peeked in could guess what was happening inside.

" You! fuck, holy fuck, you Kyoomi, only you " you moaned feeling your orgasm closer than before, he moaned as he felt your walls close more and more on his cock.

He began to massage your clitoris this time carelessly, increasing the volume of your moans, your mind increasingly less understood the situation and you could only understand the pleasure that your body felt.

"Come on brat, scream for me, cum with me" Kiyoomi's thrusts increased until your scream made them stop, cumming inside you, filling you with his thick and hot cum.

The only thing that could be heard was your heavy breathing, both hugged each other's body while Kiyoomi was still inside you, you closed your eyes and rested your head on his shoulder while he caressed your hair.

"Let me take you on a date, you can choose anywhere but your brother's restaurant" Kiyoomi said giving you a kiss on the forehead, you smiled and looked at him with amusement.

" Could you not talk about any of my brothers while you're inside me?" you joked and omi's cheeks turned red.

You laughed when you heard him complain that you were vulgar, this man was definitely going to be the death of you.

The vibration of your cell phone in your wallet that was in the passenger seat took them out of their bubble, you turned on and the first message that appeared was from Atsumu. Shit.

[kumimi3]

can i request a fic where gun goes to a club/bar w very very VEERY shy S/O who gets all red at the slightest touch ^^ u can add nsfw too if u want love your works

❪ LOOKISM BOYS<33 ❫ ❮   bunny darling ⟡ I'm deeply sorry for making you wait for so long anon!!! I didn't have enough time to answer this(It didn't help that ive only seen this last week) Please forgive me love :(( ↳ 

notes: suggestive nsfw at the end(wont turn into full smut thought)

Gun does not care much for interactions, if it was for him, he would've completely left the club and be with you for the rest of the night, but he couldn't--All thanks to that stupid, piss-haired man

Although, it was a good thing you were here with him, but if anything, he wondered why you agreed to come with him to a club when you're just so shy?

"You didn't have to come just because of me. You know that clubs like this are often than not, dangerous... Right, bunny?"

Bunny... It was a cute nickname he called you most of the time, it was simple and definitely a relation to your shyness that has him reminded of a bunny

"W-Well... I didn't want you to leave so early" You muttered in embarrassment, "And, well--Uhm... I've always been curious what a club is like."

Gun hummed at your explanation before holding your waist, pressing a soft kiss on your head before guiding you inside the wild yet luxurious club

"Always so thoughtful... Just stick close to me and you'll be fine. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I do."

"Attagirl."

It was a good thing the club was more catered to the rich people rather than your typical club, it was more... Tolerable, quite good enough for your first time, Gun thinks.

The moment you entered, you held the hem of Gun's lavish suit when you see everyone look at you in either lust or in awe. No one came blame each other, you were very mesmerizing to look at

"They're looking at me... Gun, is there something wrong? Please, please, I don't think I can handle this--"

"Nothing's wrong, Y/n. Believe me, if one of them were looking at you weirdly, I'd kill them."

You gulped at the amount of stared you were getting, but it changed the moment you feel Gun's hand covering your eyes, feeling him guide you by the waist as he walked towards a more silent area

Gun heard all of the whispered compliments they gave you and he can't help but smirk in pride. You're the woman he loves and takes pride in, his trophy, of course they should think that way.

The moment you entered the circled seat, you yelped and blushed deeply the moment Gun has you seated on his lap, facing him. With widened eyes, you whimpered in embarrassment before covering your face with your hands.

The sight was adorable to Gun, even after all the time he placed on you on his lap, he couldn't help but love the reaction you give him.

"But there's so many seats available, w-why on your lap... Gun! This is so embarrassing, what if someone sees--"

"Isn't my lap more comfortable? Didn't know my girl was so picky when choosing where to place her butt on. Is the couch more better than me?"

The more he continued to speak, the more you blushed so deeply your whole face was going red. You didn't see his teasing eyes when you hid your face on his chest, accepting his lap hesitatingly as you tried to find a more comfy way to sit.

Too bad, it caught Gun's attention as the more you moved, the more he felt yourself rubbing close to his, well... Thing

"Oi, what do you think you're doing?"

"Just t-trying to sit more comfortably, a-am I moving too much? I'm sorry, I--"

It dawned you too late once you felt something protruding through your entrance as you stayed silent in shock while Gun merely looked at with a sudden change in his eyes--A more beast-like kind.

"G-Gun..."

Hoping to at least ease the situation, you were about to stand up before he held your waist and made you sit on top of his hardening cock through his pants

"Close the curtains."

You knew he shouldn't be questioned when he's being like this, so you obediently close the dark curtains, blocking the both of you from any of the people outside

If you two were truly to do sex right now(which will, actually) you just hoped nobody would know, please, please, just dont. Your thoughts were cut the moment you squeaked in surprise at the touch of Gun's lips on yours.

Holding on to his shoulder for balance, his hand was placed on the back of your head before kissing more deeply, bucking his hips to satisfy himself, it'll only take a few more whimpers from you until he'll finally lose it and fuck you like an animal

"No matter how many times I sit you on my lap, you never seem to know that if you move too much, you'll get fucked. You never learn, do you?"

[festive]

✿ - and when I look at you, I know I am loved.

and at times like these, I wish I could keep you here forever.

✿ - cw: fem!reader, slight angst, maybe some spoilers if you haven’t done the three magis quest, morning sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, cum eating, cervix fucking. added my own headcanons onto Cyno’s appearance.

✿ - a/n: more cyno x scholar reader because I got him c6 and I really can’t get over this dynamic. thank you, thank you to my beautiful beta readers.

+ tagging: @rczc @kazuwhora @manjiroscum & @bubble4u <33

The sun peeking through the blinds was enough to wake you up, nearly blinding you as you opened your eyes. It's almost a quiet morning, almost. The soft snores next to you tug at the corners of your lips, causing you to smile. You turn as carefully as you can without causing the bed to creak.

Your eyes soften — looking over your lover's sleeping body, watching in awe as his chest heaved up and down. His hair disheveled upon the pillows and his lips parted slightly as he continued to snore. One arm draped around your waist while the other rested underneath his head. You allow your eyes to travel lower, heat rising to your face as you scan over the scratches and marks you left on his skin from the night before. 

Cyno looked peaceful, and then the reality of it all hit you at once — pulling at your heartstrings. You wished you could stay like this forever, but you knew you couldn't. So after this, you'd be heading back to the Akademiya, and he would stay here, in the desert underneath the red sun — the land he calls his home.

Guilt begins to settle in your stomach, almost making you feel nauseous. I don't want to leave, you mumble to yourself. The impending dread of waking up alone the following day is weighing heavily on your mind.

"Then don't," Cyno's voice is soft, although still groggy. He startled you, crimson eyes looking directly into yours — his face mere inches away from your own. 

"Did I wake you," you breathe out, admiring every little detail in Cyno's features, from the shape of his nose down to the sunspots on his cheeks and even the little freckles.

"It's fine," Cyno's lips are soft against your forehead, and even though the kiss was brief — you can still feel him lingering. "Stay with me,"

"As much as I'd love to, you know I can't. Not everyone in the desert has the same luxury as me and Setaria," You sigh, correcting yourself. "I mean Setaria and me,"

And As much as Cyno hated to admit it, you were right — there's a heavy silence, and if you were being honest, you hated it. It was uncomfortable. Cyno's gaze on you is heavy, and you're anxious to know what he's thinking. "Then stay a little longer." 

You look at him, desperation gleaming in his eyes. "Just a little longer, please," 

You nod, "I'll leave tonight, so at least we can stay like this until then," you can hear the sigh of relief that escapes Cyno's lips. "Although, I want you to give me a reason to." 

"Oh?" Quirking an eyebrow, Cyno looks at you. "Am I not enough for you, or are you alluding to something else?" He teases — capturing your lips with his. The kiss is long and heated; he's not sure when he'll get to have you again like this, so Cyno makes sure to savor you as long as he can. So even when you're gone, he'll still have the memory of this kiss.

Both of you pull away for air, and as soon as you catch your breath, your lips instantly search for his again. You nearly whine when he denies you another kiss. "As much as I'd love to kiss you again, I'd like to do something else," 

"You suck,"

"I suck? Hmm, you weren't saying that last night, if I can remember correctly, weren't you the one doing the sucking on my—" Your hand is pressed tightly against Cyno's lips, instantly silencing as you're reminded of the events that took place last night, much to your embarrassment. "Ok, ok, that's enough out of you, smartass!" You can feel him smirking underneath your palm.

"I hate you," You murmur, looking away bashfully as you move your hand — before you can say anything else, you're flipped on your back, with Cyno hovering over you. 

"Mhm," he says, placing a kiss on the column of your neck, one hand beside your head while the other inches its way toward your lower area. 

You let out a sharp breath, feeling your lover's fingers drag across your folds, smearing your own slick that your cunt had produced — until finally, he slides them in. 

"Cyno," you moan — his fingers buried deep inside, pumping in and out of your hole as he bites and ducks on your neck. He angles himself better, making sure to pay extra attention to that sensitive spot inside of you while he thumbs at your clit. Rubbing circles against the swollen bundle of nerves.

You're clawing at his back — your nails raking across his skin, adding more scratches along the surface. (It's not like he'd mind, he'll wear them as a trophy on the subsequent trial he faces.) 

Sobbing as your orgasms hit you hard, your walls spasming around his fingers, drenching them in your essence. Cyno pulls back — bringing them to his lips as he sucks them clean. "I'll never get enough of you," 

His cock is stirring in his palm as he aligns the tip with your cunt. Finally, he lets out a low hiss, the shaft of his cock sinking further into you until he finally bottoms out.

"Look at me, my dove," He grunts, his hips slamming against yours as he thrusts himself deeper inside you. You do your best, mind partially gone from the euphoric bliss — but you're able to. You watch him, focusing on how his freckles crease with each movement of his face and the sharp fang peeking through his lips.

 Cyno places a needy kiss upon your lips — swiping his tongue across your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You give him what he wants, allowing him to explore the cavern of your mouth while he devours you whole. He hates the fact that you both need air. He pulls away — cursing both your mortalities.

And when he pulls away, he stares at you intently — red orbs drinking in every little detail of your face, from the way your eyes are blown wide in pleasure and down to the shape of your lips. Immortalizing this version of you in his memories for as long as time flows.

The sound of skin slapping against skin resonates throughout the room, loud enough to rival the mixed moans and mewls that escape you. 

His cock stretches you out with each thrust as he forces his way inside you — the tip of his cock grazing your cervix each time, making you writhe and groan. 

Cyno knows you're close. He can feel it, almost afraid that if your walls squeezed around him harder, they'd snap his cock in half. 

Cyno's name falls off your lips like a prayer as you reach your end — your body going limp underneath him. It doesn't take long for him to chase his own high.

His cock throbs inside as he cums, coating your walls with his seed — making sure to leave something to remember him by. 

And after all, is said and done, he rolls off of you, panting heavily — he turns to you.

"I love you," his voice is soft, the sudden declaration almost has you fighting back tears — and as many nights you've shared with your lover, you've never seen him this raw, this exposed. Still, the look on his face, you know he's being genuine, and that's what makes things worse. 

And you think about it, it's enough to make you reconsider. "I love you too," 

You clear your throat, "Listen, even when we're apart, I will always keep you in my heart." 

"I will never love another," Cyno says, rubbing circles into your back — your skin feeling soft underneath his touch. You snort, laughing into his chest. "Please stop. You'll see me again in a few weeks,"

"And I will count every star in the sky until you return,"

"Cyno shut the fuck up."

[yandere-romanticaa]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ evil, i've come to tell you that she's evil.

most definitely. evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely.

yandere! various! genshin impact women. (Because I don't give them enough love <33)

People whispered about a strange but striking adepti that suddenly appeared to roam the streets of Liyue Harbor, always dining on the most expensive and luxurious food but never finishing them, opting only to have but a single bite and leave the restaurant entirely, much to the chagrin to the people around her. Feeling brave you decided to approach the random stranger one day and without much of a hastle you accepted her with open arms and a happy smile, something that she found quite strange.

The beginning of the friendship was bumpy, and that was an understatement. Shenhe as you came to know her, had quite the temperament and thought that you were someone who was out to harm her at first. She threatened you but you managed to convince her that you were indeed harmless and that your intentions were pure.

To your surprise Shenhe was not an adeptus but a human. With her monstrous strength and cool attitude no one could be blamed for mistaking her for one but that made her more charming in your eyes. You'd praise her beauty and she would stare at you in confusion, wondering why you were saying such nonsense... Not that she minded though, she never once asked you to truly stop. You would meet her somewhere deep in the mountains, hidden far away from any prying eyes with warm food in your little wooden basket as Shenhe would wait for you beneath the moonlight, the forest leaves that hung on the tall trees being her only real cover. Hours would pass and the two of you would talk even if it was mostly you though. And then, you would leave, the crack of dawn signaling that it was time to head back to the city. You had duties and obligations to perform and you'd give your new friend a quick kiss on the cheek, a not so subtle attempt to get her used to the touch of other human beings.

Night would fall once more and she would stare into her reflection upon a nearby pond, the fond memory of your sweet kiss still happily replaying in her mind. Her heart was positively pounding at the mere thought of simply seeing you, let alone being able to spend with you. Shenhe however learned that if you love someone you must keep them close unless other people start getting funny ideas. She did read a few love stories in her free time and decided the best course of action would be to bring you with her. She could make you happy, she knew she could.

It was going to be just the two of you and she wouldn't want it any other way.

Golden embroidery and fine silk covered your body head to toe as you remained still in your place, the lingering touch of Ningguang's warm hand gently guiding you how to properly put on the incredibly expensive brooch as she carefully examined you, her heavy gaze never once leaving your body.

It was strange how someone like Ningguang would spend her precious time on someone as plain and unimpressive as yourself. There were times when Lady Ningguang would humbly request that you accompany her to some obscure destination, be it the nearby market or a hidden passage where only Teyvat's finest would meet to discuss about business and mora. You were often left dazed and confused, what were you supposed to be even doing at these events anyway? You'd always blush at the rumors about you being Ningguang's lover and she would simply laugh it off, never once actually even trying to stop the claims, as you oh so carefully noticed.

"Be by my side, that's all the support I need." she would say, he voice soft as silk, sweet like honey. The golden jewelry she wore would lightly prick your skin as she retracted her hand, her head turned to the opposite direction but her body still too close for comfort.

Everyone did always say that Lady Ningguang did have a keen eye for the finest things in life but you were often left trembling of the possibility that she might just take you as her own personal treasure instead.

"She gives me the creeps... AH!"

Thoma suddenly shouted in your ear as he let go of your hand with Yae Miko standing right behind him, a devious smirk on her pink lips as she did her best to contain her amused laughter.

The Kamisato housekeeper invited you to join him for a walk and a meal on this fine afternoon and since you had nothing better to do you accepted his gracious request. Thoma seemed to be on edge the entire time though, always looking behind his shoulder and never telling you why he was doing so. At first you ignored him, simply assuming that he was expecting someone to prank him or something similar of that nature but as the day went by your uneasiness grew and grew because the Thoma you knew was never this jumpy. With a stern glare from you Thoma decided to throw subtlety out the window and went straight to the point - he was highly uncomfortable with how much time you were spending with Yae Miko and just how possessive the head shrine maiden was with you.

She would monopolize all of your time, never allowing you contact with other human beings which was not healthy. Thoma saw how badly you wanted to be with other people but with Miko always hovering over you there was little to be done. He begged and pleaded, please put some distance between the two of you, at least for an hour. The shrine maiden caught onto the housekeeper's plans and decided to put them to rest as soon as possible.

There was no room for protest as Yae latched her hand to your own, telling you something how Thoma was just being silly and why were you out here anyway, don't you know that you didn't finish your duties yet?

Perhaps at least listening to him couldn't be so bad...

... right?

[ccbunnv]

Hi, could you do something more with villain!Bill? Maybe something like when the hero and the reader gets in a fight and when the hero is helping the city something interesting happens. Maybe like the hero accidentally hurts the reader but doesnt bother to help since they are still mad at eachother and then there comes Bill. You can finish this as you like! An early thanks if you do it!

(Sorry if you got tired of writting villain!Bill😭)

<33 it's ok !

˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 villain! bill x fem! reader fluff

"Dan! where the hell did my guitar go?!" I asked in a shout, rage piling up within me as my boyfriend came back home, his neck decorated with a purple-pink lipstick that didn't belong to me.

his infidelity wasn't something I could be concerned with right now. my guitar was missing, even though I had very clearly saw it this morning before I left for work.

I owned a second-hand black gibson guitar I worked my ass off for at the age of 16 and he knew just how much it meant to me.

drunkenly, he waved his hand, dismissing my worries for the expensive instrument that was missing from its holder. he uttered out, his breath reeking of beer, "I sold it."

"what?!" I yelled, "you sold it!?"

"yeah, and? I needed money for booze." his words slurred, acting as firewood for the burning anger in my heart.

"you sold the fucking guitar that I spent two years saving up for!?" I asked, following him as he entered our room.

he took his clothes off, throwing it onto the floor, "so what?"

"what do you mean so what?" I looked bewildered.

"I save this whole city every day!" he shouted, pointing to himself, "do you know how much trauma I go through!? the booze is the only way for me to forget this!"

he had used this tactic on me all too many times. ever since the beginning of our relationship, he kept asking for money. for clothes, for therapy, and it eventually turned to more honest admissions, like booze or luxury items.

it's not like he doesn't get money either. the city council hands him a cheque worth thousands of dollars and where does he spend it on? for girls to sleep with him, on gambling.

"then why don't you go to therapy?!" I asked.

he clicked his tongue, grabbing the bottle of perfume on the dresser nearby and throwing it in my direction. the glass crashed against the wall, bits and pieces falling down and creating an unruly melody.

the scent of the perfume spread across the room as the extract seeped into the carpet below my feet. he shouted, "shut the fuck up, bitch! I'm tired of your bullshit!"

"everyday you nag and scold me! I save your life whenever you become the damsel in distress, and this is the payment I receive!?" he yelled, grabbing another perfume bottle and throwing it at my direction.

"you're an ungrateful, disgusting whore! you spread your legs for every man you come across, don't you!? you slut!" he walked towards me faster than I could back away, and he slapped me on my face hard.

"I think I should teach you a lesson." he panted, grabbing my hair and dragging me to the bed. his hands reached down and started to unbuckle his belt.

fear and dread dawned upon me, my breathing growing ragged. my stomach churned, and with all the strength I could muster, I kicked his knees in and booked it out the door.

the night air was chilly, I could see the hot air leaving my lips as I ran from the apartment complex as fast as I could. tears prickled at the corners of my eyes, my heartbeat eventually calming when I reached a safe distance away.

I stayed at a friend's house that night.

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I didn't really go back to the apartment complex after that. I didn't want to face him and the pile of luxury resting in the living room. it felt disgusting for me to even see his face on billboards, praising his presence or advertising a product.

I continued at my job, after having blocked him on all form of communication. email, contacts, even myspace and facebook, even though I didn't go online often. the repulsion I felt from that near rape incident left me with needing melatonin gummies to sleep.

and even though I looked up and down on ebay, hoping to find my gibson guitar, but it was nowhere to be found. I eventually gave up.

my heels clicked down the streets as I made my way to the train station, hoping to get back to my friend's house early so I didn't have to stare at Dan's ugly fucking mug on the damn walls of every establishment in this shithole called a city.

then, a loud explosion occured not a few minutes later behind me, in a large corporate building. I craned my head backwards, hoping it wasn't Dan, and then a crowd of people came running by. their screams filled my ears, cries from toddlers, infants and children alike accompanied those horrific screams.

scared, I began to run as well, but then the police closed the gates to safety on me. they couldn't risk anything dangerous entering and contaminating the safe area. I looked around, noticing that everybody else who had been locked in the battle field like me had already taken cover.

fear covered my body, as I watched a very familiar silhouette enter from the shadows. a velvet coat draped over his tall, model-like frame, his brown eyes glaring deep into mine. my heart thumped loudly within my ribcages.

"BILL!" I heard that dastardly voice call out.

I turned my head to find Dan, in his tacky but versatile hero suit. oh, it looked horrible. I looked over at Bill, noticing that for some reason, his all-black outfit was better-looking than the hero's tasteless costume.

"DAN!" I heard the villain respond, his voice enchanting to the ears.

I heard his voice one too many times, and is it wrong to say that I've missed it?

I got up and ran to hide behind a car, trying to shield myself from the oncoming battle. Bill hummed, "and you brought your girlfriend. have you no idea what safety is?"

"shut up!" he responded, ripping a pillar from a falling building and throwing it at Bill, who very swiftly ducked it.

Dan charged towards him, but he switched spots instead. now he stood close to me, just a few inches away from the car I hid behind.

he taunted, "wow! what happened to your aiming, Dan? you've gotten so shit at it!"

of course, my prideful (soon to be ex) boyfriend couldn't handle such a tease, and he grabbed one of the discarded cars at the side, throwing it at Bill.

unfortunately, his aim was shit, and it knocked the car I was hiding behind away. glass broke and flew everywhere, scarring my face and my body, some chunks finding place against my body.

I hissed as my leg was kept under a car, a sharp part dug into my calf, making it ooze blood but I couldn't pull it out. I looked over at Dan, hoping for help because after all, he was the hero. but he looked away from me.

Bill noticed this out of the blue situation, but decided not to question. the pain burnt through my body, and I wanted to scream and cry. I eventually passed out from the pain.

when I woke up, I expected to hear the beeping of a heart monitor but to my surprise, it's to the gentle sound of a door creaking open. my vision blurred, before fixating at the person standing near the door. I couldn't speak at all, but there was no need for that.

Bill walked over and sat next to me, looking down at my unmoving body. he said, "you're awake."

I murmured, "mm."

"how do you feel?" he tilted his head curiously.

"mm-m." I shook my head side to side a little, but that alone made my head hurt.

"hm." he hummed, "well, just get some shut-eye. I'll be back soon." he got up and then left.

I stared at the ceiling for a short while before obeying his words. I closed my eyes again and let myself drift to dreamland.

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shortly after, I woke up again. I slowly looked to my side, to find Bill dozing off on the chair next to me. his head dipped down little by little, and he was doing his best to keep it up.

I stared at him for a little while, but he soon woke up. he rubbed his eyes, "do you feel better now?"

"...yeah." my voice was hoarse and cracking from hours of not drinking water.

he reached to his nightstand and brought out a glass of water for me to drink. I felt my throat get instantly better as the water ran down.

he sighed, "did you and your boyfriend get into a fight, or something?"

"what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"did you and Dan get into a fight?" he asked, "I didn't think he'd leave his girlfriend, much less an injured civilian, right in the middle of the battlefield."

"...yeah, we did get in a fight," I mumbled, "it's like, a long story."

"you can always tell me." he shrugged.

I didn't really know if I should, after all, this man was a villain. and he held that title for a very good reason. however, my heart was in shambles, and I needed to tell it, or I fear I'd suffer worse than nightmares.

so I told him. I watched as his facial features morphed from shock to sympathy to disgust. utter repulsion, from the fact that the hero tried to take advantage of his own girlfriend.

at the end of my story, he looked at me with a frown. he breathed in and out, "so...are you staying somewhere safe right now?"

"yeah, at a friend's place. but I think I should move out soon, because she wants to move her boyfriend in." I responded.

"you can come live with me," he proposed, "I've got tons of bedrooms here. this is just a guest bedroom currently."

I looked around the room I was in. this extravagant bedroom with a view to the city, is just a guest bedroom?

I said softly, "...you're not kidding?"

"no," he shook his head, "I don't think you deserve to be kid right after that experience, honestly."

"...but I can't afford it," I mumbled.

"can you cook?" he asked.

"yeah?" I replied.

"then that's your payment. cook me meals." he said simply, as if money was nothing to him.

well, it really was nothing to him, after all. he's got a mountain's worth of riches and could probably support five generations or more.

I blinked a couple of times, before leaning down to pinch my injured arm. I hissed, pulling back quickly when I accidentally pinched a wound.

"it's real," he affirmed, standing up and smiling, "when will you move in?"

"I don't know," I said softly, "do you have a date where you're free?"

"next Friday then." he said, leaving the room.

𓆩♱𓆪

my life with him was much better than my life with Dan. I had broken it off with him prior to moving in with Bill, and needless to say, he didn't take the news very well.

news began to spread that I was a whore and I slept with the villain, and even a mule knew who spread such a petty rumour. but the city kissed the soles of his shit-covered boots as always.

well, it didn't matter anymore. Bill was a man who respected my privacy and enjoyed my cooking. he stuck by my side even at my worst, and I had never heard a word of judgement leave his lips before.

then my heart began to beat whenever I was around him. I saw sparkles surround him. I wanted to hold his hand whenever we were in close proximity.

he seemed to feel the same too, as he had began making his move. he held my hand for short periods of time. he made time for us to go out and eat. we hung around in the living room until midnight talking about our experiences in mundane, boring things.

being alive felt so much better around him.

the sky was blue and it wasn't too hot nor sunny as I walked down the streets, finding the billboards to be more tolerable now that I wasn't really connected to Dan in any way other than exes.

I looked through the paper grocery bag, hoping that I bought everything for tonight's dinner, and making silent plans for tomorrow's breakfast. maybe avocado toast with poached egg? or breakfast bites? maybe french toast.

the sky dimmed and I figured it was going to rain soon. looking through my totebag, I realised I didn't bring my umbrella. if I ran fast enough, maybe I could catch the bus back home in time.

but when I reached the bus stop, the bus doors shut and it drove off. thunder rumbled and I brought out my phone, trying to tell Bill that I was gonna be later.

as I was about to text him, I heard someone call out my name. I tilted my head upwards to find Bill with an umbrella over his head. he said softly, "I was window shopping. I take you didn't bring an umbrella?"

I laughed and said, "no, I didn't."

he chuckled, "then, do you mind sharing one?"

"I don't think so." I shook my head, going under the umbrella with him.

the rain pitter-pattered on the surface of the black umbrella, and we were extremely close with eachother. we had a lot to talk about, like prices on groceries, tomorrow's lunch, what movies we should watch tonight etc.

"right," he then said softly, "I have a gift for you."

"really? you didn't have to!" I smiled happily, clutching the brown paper bag tighter to my chest.

"I wanted to," he shrugged, "it got delivered today. come on."

we both ran back to his car that was parked in the underground parking lot, rainwater filling my shoes and staining the edges of my jeans. sure, it felt disgusting afterwards, but it was a memorable sight.

he began to drive quickly back to his mansion, while I put on some songs for us to listen to.

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"don't look!" Bill called out, and I laughed a little.

he was preparing my gift while my eyes were closed and I was forced away from the tempting present in the living room. then, he walked over to me, the soft thumps of his boots muffled by the carpeted floor.

his hands settled on my shoulders, and he slowly guided me towards the living room. he whispered, "keep your eyes closed."

I smiled a little, "alright..."

though I agreed, I tried to open my eyes slightly to just peek at what the gift was, but his hands swiftly moved from my shoulders to press against my eyes.

I laughed again as he reprimanded, "I told you keep your eyes closed!"

"sorry, I'm just excited..." I responded, giggling.

I could feel his smile behind me as he lead me into the living room. slowly but steadily, he removed his hands and said, "you can open your eyes know."

so I did. and the view in front of me shattered me.

it was my guitar. the same one I lost to Dan's alcoholism. the same scratches on its ebony body, the same sticker from my favourite band stuck to the back.

he said quietly, "it took me a while, but I found it."

I looked ecstatic, rushing over to cradle my guitar in my hands. I looked over at him and said, "you didn't have to..."

"I wanted to," he knelt down to my now-kneeling figure, and said, "because I know how much it means to you."

"and you've been here for longer than anybody ever has," he whispered, "I'm glad you did."

his hands brushed against my cheek, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ears. I said, my tone matching his, "I'm glad I stayed."

"I..." my heart was hesitant. what if this was just a friendly gift? what if I was overthinking? but I just continued, "I like you, Bill, not just as a friend, but something more."

"I don't know why," I said, "but when I see you, I get giddy inside. I love cooking for you, I love listening to your genius plans,"

"I love you." I whispered. his eyes were fixated onto mine, and then he smiled that gorgeous smile, and I felt my heartbeat quicken. butterflies filled my stomach, my body felt numb and jelly.

"I love you too," he muttered, "I don't know when, I don't know how, I just did."

"and I'm glad you feel the same." he said softly, before pressing a kiss against my eyelids. he trailed his lips down, and without hesitation, he brought his lips against mine.

I very gladly returned it.

𓆩♱𓆪

[itsyagurlchip]

٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭  ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰Funky Thoughts٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭  ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰

✰⋆⁺warnings: cussing(!) polyamory(!) heavy angst(!) fluff/comfort(!) gn but masc reader(!) reader is tism and sheep coded (!) panic attack(!) uncontrollable suffocation(!) naked but not sexually (!)

✰⋆⁺Shhh not a vent. I just needed something sad. not a vent..i made a playlist for this btw! Again, for those who haven't read my other oneshot, Lovebug is Fizzaroli and Dizzy is Asmodeus. I wanted to give you guys a taste of what it's like to have hair like mines!! I hope you all enjoy<33

✰⋆⁺ Sometimes you don't feel the best. And that's okay, because your favorite two demons are on the way!

'Maybe you should've just kept your mouth shut.'

I thought to myself.

'They're lucky I'm not mentally unstable. I would've torn their fucking faces off.'

I cried silently as I ripped my suit off, throwing it harshly against the pink carpet. I bleated in anger. or was it sadness? Pure animosity for those ignorant, selfish, egotistical, unprofessional little shits started to cloud my mind.

pressure, pressure, pressure.

I swiped away my tears and stomped to the luxurious bathroom. My hooves made hostile clacks across the tile of the flooring, my puffy tail twitching in agitation.

pressure pressure pressure

I grabbed my essentials, a face towel and a body towel, as well as a few candles. I grab the lighter, but my hands are too shaky to use it. I slam it to the ground as the fluid pours against the smashed glass.

pressure pressure pressure

I looked at myself in the giant mirror. How tired my cheekbones looked, the way my fur desperately begged to be taken care of. But worst of all, was my eyes.

I looked so tired. So hopeless, so broken. Why are you letting them do this to you? You don't have to take this? It's not the only job, you deserve better.

That mask was cracking.

snap!

Something inside of me broke. I just couldn't look away from those sad eyes. Next thing i new, I was sobbing. hard.

I couldn't even conceal my noises, because if i did, I would simply be suffocating myself. My head was pounding, my tears falling faster (pretty sure they made a small puddle, how pathetic).

All the while, I still couldn't look away from those things. Those damned pupils. That thing looking at me in the mirror wasn't me. No, it couldn't be. It was too pitiful. Too weak.

My breathing quickened, my body wasn't listening to my thoughts. As of my brain disconnected from reality, I started to shake. Why cant i breathe?

My head was spinning, all of my hidden problems were choking me straight at the throat. Consciously, i knew I was fine. Yet, my body couldn't help but react in such a way to something as small as thoughts.

Disgusting. How miserable. You cant even hold yourself together. How would Dizzy and Lovebug react?

And as soon as I thought that, I heard the door burst open. A smooth voice to still my shaking, cooling metal to chill my burning skin. I still couldn't breath, and streams were still pooling my eyes.

Now i was being rocked slowly, scratchy humming as well as sniffles in between was bringing me to reality.

Just as my eyes were about to roll to the back of my head, my lungs finally registered my plead to breath. I took in as much air in as i could, sputtering and coughing ever so then.

I was able to see through those dreadful dewdrops, I could finally see the two people who give their love to me. After blinking a few times, I could feel that the tears had reached my skin, and were rapidly drying.

"Are you okay now buggabear?" Asmodeus whispered softly, as if his voice would disturb the silence I've created. Too bad his voice is more of a subduing melody. His eyelights looked down upon me in concern, as well as empathy.

I could only nod sheepishly, which is ironic...

Fizzaroli had his arms fully coiled around my fluff, from chest to waist. His eyes were slightly red, with his head stuffed into my neck.

"Don't scare me like that again!" He glared tearfully. "I couldn't tell if you were gasping for air or choking yourself out." He pouted, despite knowing it was out of your control. I chuckled in self depreciation.

I had only now noticed that Dizzy was in his smaller form, carefully floating his hands over my face. I meekly nodded again, and the softness of him and his love reached my cheeks.

"Oh Froggie..." Dizzy sighed, looking down at Fizzy, picked up the two of us. He looked over towards the tub and the broken lighter- or what used to be of it. Now it was tiny shards covered in chemicals, threatening to stab us if we dared placed our feet upon them.

I seemed to remember that i didn't have any clothes on previous as Asmodeus observed the knocked over candles around the tub rim.

"Would you still like to take a bath? Or is that too much for right now?" He asked, shuffling to balance and step over the shards.

"yes... yes please." I replied. I didn't wanna use my voice much. Lovebug unwrapped himself from me, and sat at the end of the tub. He turned the knobs, mixing and spilling in liquid soap for perfect satisfaction.

The bubbles floated upwards in heart shapes, popping when they reached the warm air above.

"Would you like us to stay?" Asmodeus asked.

As I consented, he lowered me into the tub. My wool instantly started soaking up water, bringing it down a few levels.

Soon enough after untensing a bit, Dizzy took my shoulders from behind and massaged them deeply. I couldn't help but relax and let out a few 'mehs' in delight. His fingers ran through the locs and strands of it all, untangling them to some extent.

Looking over, my heavy soaked wool making it hard to move, I looked over at Lovebug, who had a bottle of coconut and shea butter scented soap.

"Y-you guys do know you really don't have to do this for m-me, right?"I spoke, turning back to the bath wall. I then shiver as i fell a plop of thick liquid being moisturized into my head.

"Of course!/We want to though" They both say at the same time, turning to each other then laughing. The continue to scratch at my scalp and push deeply into my shoulders, forcing my tense muscles to ease up immediately.

"We want to take care of you, especially because you're stressed right now." Asdmodeus starts. "But also being our partner means being an extension of ourselves, we have to tend to ourselves after all?"

"Plus, buggabear, you'll get all stinky and sad- we dont wanna leave you like that!" Fizzaroli jested, poking at the top of your head with gloves. "What kind of partners would we be if we didn't do the the bare minimum of taking care of you?" He finished.

I smiled at my partners' words, chuckling at the 'stinky and sad' part.

Having someone to care for me meant a lot for my healing soul. No one ever, not even in the land of living, has someone ever taken care of me like this. Not even myself.

With such love, such delicacy in a way that didn't make you feel small. These two were the change you really really needed.

You were glad you had some form of escape from those funky thoughts.

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[eldunari-ignasia]

Thinking about my top three favorite scenes throughout the Inheritance Cycle and I think my choices are a little sappy in the end. All three are moments wherein Eragon and Saphira are just giddy with the joy of being near each other OR scenes in which there's a lot of catharsis. I just like to seeing them outside of the Horrors of War for once.

Putting my picks under the readmore to avoid spoiling scenes for anyone who HASN'T read the books yet. If any Inheritance fans are out there... cmere... I just want to talk.

Brisingr | Reunion Eragon and Saphira's second reunion in Tronjheim never fails to get a reaction out of me. I always know when the chapter is coming up but it always hits just as hard as the first time I read it. The separation isn't as heartbreaking as the one before it [Helgrind] but it still makes me ache- all the giggles that follow when she gets the hiccups really add it to it. One of those scenes that reminds you of how young they both are and how deeply the bond between them goes.

Eragon | Master of the Blade Our protagonist, a farm boy and a dragon, play in a lake [that's it!]. It's another one of those rare "Eragon and Saphira are just having fun" scenes that I can never get enough of. Because of the nature of the narrative, and the nature of narratives in general, the characters don't have a ton of downtime to just enjoy themselves. There are plenty of moments wherein Eragon is happy but not many where he's doing something just for the fun of the activity- it's not a luxury that he is allowed.

Brisingr | Two Lovers Doomed, Inheritance YES, this is literally two chapters and YES, you should have seen it coming. Eragon finally getting to know the truth of his father [Brom] and getting more insight into who Selena was? It was everything to me. The truth is hinted at frequently enough and intrigue about who his parents were and what they were like is set up in book one baby. There are 157,220 words in Eragon, roughly 176,000 in Eldest, and you have to get through 604 PAGES of Brisingr before you get to know the full truth. The catharsis is as real for the reader as it is Eragon himself.

Honorable mentions: 4. Every single dragon POV chapter. 5. Every interaction between Eragon and the villagers of Carvahall in Brisingr [bread making scene <3 Eragon paying Gedric for the saddle leather <33 Gifts of Gold is another favorite chapter of mine]. 6. Every Nasuada scene [no the ones with the horrible worms]. 7. Eragon and Saphira drunk singing.

[jeweledflowers]

Hello Rose-san!!! Today I'm here to request Who made me a princess with Dazai Osamu Reader! I just got this ideas when im watching meme about Dazai Osamu it's from channel Sakisayaka They made meme really good!!! You should watch it once ^^

hello, darling! how are you doing, how has your day been? sorry, it took me a while to complete this i decided to do this in headcanon format.

i'm on writer's block so like, sorry for the short and horrible hcs

nonnie, i assume you meant reader with the personality of Dazai? because that's what i did, and reader is gn. hope you like it, nonnie!

𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚. || 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬; 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌.

𝘐𝘫𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘭;

ijekiel.exe has stopped working

he's so concerned-

At first, he's a bit off put by the whole mafia thing,

like.

r u ok.

comes to the conclusion that ur rlly not.

he honestly feels bad for you, he knows you're lonely

and once he learns that you're searching for a reason to live??

he's dumbstruck. he's never really thought of it, you see. he's lived a busy, stressful yet fairly luxurious life, so he didn't really question things like these.

now he is having an existential crisis

starts giving you small things, like a book to read before bed, or a new set of clothes that you didn't really need, for the third time that week and it's only Tuesday

𝘑𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦;

she follows you around because of concern and sympathy

she's so sweet ily jennette

finds out about the mafia and is like::

'why would you kill people?'

so you don't really explain much but she finds out

she feels horrible! she can't imagine what you must've gone through. hugs and desserts galore

you sneak her out to town sometimes, much to her delight

well,,, meet your self-proclaimed best friend <33

𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯;

is immediately a bit on her guard

even more on her guard after finding out that you're a member of the mafia

but then she learns about your suicidal tendencies

ahaha... she doesn't leave you alone

goes full mom mode on you

lily's cookies 🛐🛐

treats you like you're 3 but she really doesn't mean to--it's unintentional

will stop spoiling you if you ask, but will be a bit hurt

𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘴;

'wtf is wrong with this kid'

is his first thought

As though he's one to talk

anyways. really casual around you. as though you're a street kid and not a member of the mafia.

but deep inside, he feels really... uncomfortable?

i mean...he doesn't get it. why would you want to die?

has stopped you multiple times from suicide attempts and will keep stopping you.

'you gotta live, kid.'

𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘹;

'uh... child that's a knife.'

'I know.'

'You'll die.'

'I know.'

'Painfully die.'

'I don't care.'

how you two met, basically

sweating on the inside, how do u interact with a mentally ill mafia member

tries his best to make you take an interest in life

brings you along to tea parties with claude and athy (its vvvv awkward)

gives you a tour of the palace grounds

tries to convince claude to let u and athy be besties

small things, but he's trying

𝘗𝘦𝘯𝘦���𝘰𝘱𝘦;

she is so weirded out

seriously, that hairstyle? that attitude? that no life personality?

oh honey no.

feels weird too. like, this kid (cause you're younger than her) wants to die. willingly die.

takes it like... you haven't died. why do you want to know what it feels like.

gives you the most expensive gifts. like, you need a separate room for those gifts. makes you eat with her even though all the meals are quite and deadass awkward cause both of you won't talk.

𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢;

look, diana approaches life in a free spirited way. she lives everyday like she doesn't truly care.

which might be true

anyways, thats not the point.

when she meets you, she's like::::

'okay what the fu-'

(although i highly doubt that diana would swear)

she catches you trying to commit once, and then she's like, 'Please don't do that ever again'

and no one can refuse diana

𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘦;

oh.. you want to die? interesting. maybe he should indulge you.

'your majesty, no!' (felix)

aaanyways

he doesn't really care about you, he's just intrigued, after all, it's not everyday he comes across someone like this.

but as time goes on, he starts to see his younger self in you. and it unnerves him.

he thought he finally pushed away those memories, finally got away from his past

it kind of haunts him.

most of the time, he doesn't convey this directly to you, but if the massive pile of presents is any indication

𝘈𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢;

..what-

she's trying to live

you're trying to die

swears that she won't let you die

and promises to give you reasons to live

athy 😭

[sarahjswift]

A Terrible Day - Rowaelin Oneshot

I'm trying to expand my writing resume on this app, because all the wonderful creators I follow have these insanely long masterlists with links that lead to more links that lead to more links and it's everything I want to be XD

I wrote this in a frenzy of two hours, including breaks for running and to gulp down some iced tea and eat a slice of cheesecake :D

If you go to my masterlist(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1rNsQz959dwBibJ4ydmb6_0fixjSEBXBiVRKVoyd-tQ0/edit), you will see the fics I wrote for the 2023 Aelin Week. Most, if not all of my fics are in AUs but I thought I'd switch it up with a "what happened next" kind of fic, which is what I did for Aelin Week. Not saying I liked it more than my other AUs, but it was just cozy to write you know? ☺☺

If you'd like me to do more of these, let me know! It's a Oneshot for now but we'll see, I could just do short stories of their adventures inbetween my current projects!

This is the most NSFW thing I've ever written and I felt so guilty doing it - I kept glancing around like I had a bomb or something LMAO. It's not even that bad I don't think, but I COULDN'T DO IT *sobs*

How do you fanfic writers do it???

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Language, Smut

Summary: Aelin has a bad day and sweet sweet Rowan cheers her up (mostly just fluff)

Tag List <33: @backtobl4ck, @aelinchocolatelover, @renxzs, @blue-bird17, @autumnbabylon, and @luell1q

enjoy dear readers!!

:3

Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius had had a terrible day.

Not like her usual bad days - where Fleetfoot had rubbed mud all over a new dress, or the bakery in Terrasen Square was closed (although she shuddered whenever she thought of those days) - but bad in the sense that she felt her chest constricting. Darrow hadn’t budged on the topic of Aelin’s passion project - a community garden for the citizens of Terrasen. A trivial want, yes, but it was close to Aelin’s heart. 

However, as Darrow had made extremely clear at their meeting; “A community garden is a complete waste of resources. We need to focus on rebuilding Terrasen before we have the time to worry about meaningless projects such as that.” 

Now Aelin was trudging down the hallway, melancholic. At least it’s the end of the week, she thought glumly. She had no more meetings, nothing to work on for the next three days. 

The queen reached her private corridor. Here lay her bedroom, personal library, and office(well, one of many). Aelin often felt guilt over the luxuries that she indulged here, but she couldn't help wanting to live in this area of the castle - her parents had as well, and she could sometimes hear the pitter-patter of her feet running down the hall, her giggles as she raced her father. Remembering these moments was a happy thing, but today it just made her more depressed.

Two guards monitored this corridor - Beor and Alys. Beor was a kind, shy man, and the only time he ever talked was to rave about his wife and two young daughters. Alys was a fierce woman who had clearly been through unimaginable things, which only became more apparent from the vicious scar slashed down the side of her face. She was strong and reminded Aelin of Nesryn. Aelin liked the two guards greatly, but she pitied them occasionally when she was reminded of what…sounds they were witness to, as they were stationed outside her bedroom door during the night. The morning after her birthday, Beor could barely look her in the eye without going beet red. 

Aelin nodded to them as she passed. “Majesty,” they both murmured, bowing briefly. She flashed them a quick smile, all she could muster, before retreating into her bedroom. She faced the door, locked it behind her, and burst into tears.

All the stress from the day caught up to her - Darrow, missing her parents, the strain of the crown. She slid to the floor, not even bothering to turn around as she cried, hugging herself. She prayed Alys and Beor couldn’t hear her, not as-

“Aelin?”

She froze when she heard that deep voice say her name. “Shit.” She knew who it was instantly, but turned around still to find her husband and mate, Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius. He stood there, his face full of concern for his wife, and the sight of it made Aelin sob harder. 

“Hey, hey,” Rowan soothed, advancing toward her in a split second. He held her close, sitting there on the floor with her, and Aelin turned fully toward him, clutching his shirt, crying into his neck. He was so strong, so steady that Aelin felt like she’d been drowning and now she’d found a lifevest. 

Rowan stroked her hair and rubbed her back simultaneously, patiently waiting as she cried it out. Finally, she scooted back, sniffling. “Oh, Gods, I’m so sorry.” Aelin couldn’t meet his eye as she wiped her cheeks, focusing on the floor. She probably looked like a mess. 

“Aelin.” He tilted her face up, piercing green eyes scanning her face. She only realized now he was tense, jaw clenched, filled with a mix of concern and anger that somebody had hurt her, something only a mate could feel. “What happened?”

“I’m fine, first of all,” she sighed. She smiled as he slumped with relief, but it faded as she recounted her day. “Darrow…Darrow is still very against the garden idea. I don’t know, maybe it’s stupid. He sure thinks it is.”

“Wait, why is he against the garden?” Rowan frowned. “I love the idea.”

Aelin arched a brow. “I think you’re just saying that.”

“No, I’m not!” her mate protested. “It’s a great idea, Aelin. Darrow might not see it, but it could help those who were affected - ah, hell, let’s be frank. I think every being in the world has at least some trauma, and I really think the garden could help them. It could help them build something, trust in something.”

“Well, thank you, buzzard. That’s the idea, but it’s too silly to spend money on.” Aelin leaned back into her husband, who immediately encircled his arms around her. She ran her fingers down his muscled arms, pressing down slightly. She snickered as she felt him flex underneath her fingertips. “We need the money to be put toward the library, and just getting our bearings after the war.”

“I thought we were well off.”

“We are - our coffers run extremely deep. I don’t think we will have to worry about money ever again, thank Gods. But that’s us. Our money is different from Terrasen’s money.” 

“Hmm.” Aelin could almost feel Rowan frowning, thinking of something to help her problem. The thought warmed her heart and she tilted her head up, observing him. He is so beautiful, she thought. His bronze skin was smooth, his lashes long, his bone structure immaculate. But of course, she was drawn to his eyes. It was always his pine green eyes. They would always, always be her favorite asset of his. She ran her fingers lightly over his face, tracing it to memory like she’d done hundreds of times, like she’d do many more times. 

“Aelin,” he breathed. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He opened up to her and she kissed him deeply, threading her fingers through his hair to tug him to her. She felt his warm hands slip up her shirt and she broke the kiss, biting her lip as she watched him. Rowan leaned in and kissed down her neck. She gasped as she felt his tongue on her skin, digging her hands into his shoulders. 

She kissed him roughly, their lips falling into a rhythm, and she made to unbutton her shirt. “Wait,” Rowan murmured onto her lips, holding her hands firmly in his to still them. She broke away, confused and a little hurt. As if seeing the second emotion in her eyes, he kissed her on the lips quickly - or at least, he tried to make it quick, but Aelin followed his head with her own, prolonging the kiss. As her tongue brushed his, her mate groaned before pulling away again. 

“Why do you keep pulling away?” she panted, resting her forehead on his. Rowan released her hands to stroke her cheeks. She felt him breathe in her scent and smiled, knowing it comforted him as much as his did her.

“Well, for one I’m not taking you on the floor,” he started, chuckling when she smacked his arm. 

It’s not like it’s never been done before, she said to him, mind-to-mind. She felt him freeze and glance up at her smirking face. 

“You’re making this harder,” he grumbled.

“Good,” she snickered. He stared at her confused, before going red as he got the joke. She cackled for the first time today, standing up from the floor. She helped him get to his feet as well, laughing again as he winced and rubbed his back. Her buzzard, ever the old man.

“And two,” he glared at her, “I thought it would help you cheer up if we went to Finlas’s.”

Aelin squealed. Finlas, a kind old man, owned her favorite place to eat in Terrasen - Finlas’s. He served the most amazing dishes, not to mention their desserts. “Yes. Oh, Rowan, you’re the best!”

Rowan grinned, pleased with himself. “Well, let's go then.”

They got ready in a matter of minutes. As Rowan went to tell Alys and Beor, Aelin checked her reflection and groaned. Her face was red and puffy from crying. She splashed cold water on her face and frantically rubbed a jade green marble over her skin, something Lysandra had said would help with puffiness and bone structure. Luckily, it seemed to do the job. Dressed in the simple white shirt and black skin tight pants she’d worn all day, Aelin grabbed her bag and hurried to leave.

The mates walked out of the castle and towards the Square, hand in hand. It was a beautiful early summer evening, the sky darkening to pinks and purples, the humid air cooling to an ideal temperature. The spring flowers were giving way to green, every tree lush and bountiful. Aelin swelled with happiness as she looked around her kingdom, even more so as they reached the Square and saw people milling about, shopping and talking. 

They reached Finlas’s and Rowan hurried to open the door for her. Aelin smirked as she passed. “What a gentleman,” she teased, and Rowan rolled his eyes. To their delight, Finlas himself greeted them and led them to a booth in the back. The back of the establishment was clearly meant for couples, with its dimmer lighting and flickering candles on the tables. Each seat even had a red rose placed atop its plate. As they walked by, people stared and whispered to each other.

“Enjoy your meal,” Finlas said warmly, before bowing and hurrying off to greet the next customer. Aelin settled into the cushioned booth, watching her mate as he did the same. 

“What are you going to get?” Rowan asked. Aelin opened her mouth to respond before he interrupted. “Wait, no - let me guess. A medium-rare, absolutely massive steak with fried potatoes, and a fizzy drink?”

Aelin grinned. “Exactly. Great job, buzzard. Now let me guess; a curry that you will burn your tongue on like you do every single time, an iced tea and some bread?”

Rowan barked a laugh. “Exactly.”

They ordered just that, and enjoyed the meal. Aelin groaned improperly as she took her first bite of steak, sounding enough like another activity that Rowan shot her an annoyed look. 

“Sometimes I can’t tell if food or me gives you more pleasure,” he hissed across the table. 

“Can’t it be both?” Rowan was not pleased with that, and to Aelin’s delight her husband glared at her plate for the next ten minutes, as if it were another man who had stolen her away. 

They talked of their days and their plans for the next coming weeks. Rowan was working every day on the building of the library, which was coming along speedily, most likely thanks to his Fae strength and speed. He’d even begun to help with the design aspect of the building, something Aelin wholeheartedly trusted him with. “By this time next year, you will most likely be picking out books to stock the library with,” Rowan told her. A task Aelin was most excited for, and already planning to enlist Dorian with. 

Finlas brought them a huge chocolate cake free of charge. “Oh no, we couldn’t,” Aelin protested, reaching for her wallet. “It’s really to trouble at all-”

“Stop, Your Majesty,” Finlas said gently. “After what you’ve done for us - you deserve all the food in this restaurant for free.” At Aelin’s confusion, he explained; “I was a victim to a Valg raiding of my village. They took my son for their army, but…Your Majesty made sure he was safe. I have my son back now.” 

“That was all Yrene, not me,” she managed to say, overcome with grief for Finlas. 

Finlas shook his head. “No, Majesty. It was because of Lady Yrene, but you were the one who saved Lady Westfall, and then sent Lord Chaol to the Southern Continent to heal. Because of your kindness, you saved my son, no matter how distant the efforts were.” 

Aelin couldn’t see through the blur of tears, and gave Finlas a watery smile. “Thank you.”

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They walked back to the castle, the sky even darker. Aelin smiled as she looked around, surrounded by people walking through the city. Laughter filled the air, the type of laughter she hadn’t heard in a while. She pulled Rowan into an alleyway abruptly, ignoring his yelp of surprise. 

“Thank you, Rowan,” she said to him. “My day was shit and now…you turned it into a happy day. You…you truly just know me so well. It still surprises me sometimes.” 

Rowan smiled down at her, his face soft and open in a way she knew it only was for her. “Anything for my Fireheart.” 

He bent his head and kissed her. She drew him down, opening the kiss. She felt him wrap a shield around them and glanced over, giggling when she saw him using his power to prop large slates of wood to separate their alley from the bustling town square. The noise disappeared, the only sound their ragged breaths. 

“I love you,” she breathed, tipping her head back as he pulled her shirt off. His nostrils flared as he took her in, gripping her waist, rubbing his thumb over her skin. 

“I love you too,” he gritted out, his eyes near black. He leaned forward and Aelin couldn’t help her loud moan as he went to work on her upper assets. She felt him huff a laugh onto her skin, and managed to pant out a; “What?”

“I made you moan louder than when you ate that steak,” he smirked, staring up at her with an expression of complete male satisfaction. She laughed, but went quiet as he claimed her mouth. 

Quickly they were both only in their lower undergarments, standing in their piles of clothes. Aelin shifted impatiently, waiting for him to take her against the brick, but he was examining the wall with concern. “What are you waiting for?” she begged.

“This seems...unsanitary,” he frowned. She whined, but he still wouldn’t move - at least, until she dragged her fingers down, down his stomach…

__

Later, he rolled off of her, both of them panting. After the alley, they’d dressed and hurried home before he took her twice more. She should give Beor and Alys a raise, honestly. 

Aelin sunk into the pillows, sleep already overtaking her. She was so glad they’d invested in this luxurious, massive bed. Rowan laid on top of her, his head on her heart, and Aelin’s arms encircled him, fingers toying with his hair. With her mate laying with her like this, the plush mattress beneath her, the soft blankets, and the feeling of happy exhaustion from the pleasure of before, she was in heaven. But just before sleep took her, her mate interrupted the peaceful silence. 

“Fireheart,” he whispered into the darkness, “did you have a good day?”

Aelin smiled down at her mate, knowing the male in her arms was the male she’d worship and adore for the rest of her days. “Yes, Buzzard. Yes I did.”

[harrysrealgf]

Habit

bestfriendsdad!harry x reader

summary: you and your best friend, Lorelai (or Lora for short), make plans to hang out. you guys end up going to Lora's house, and her dad is sexy.

warnings: age gap, harry is a young dad (like gave had Lora at 15) y/n is 22, harry is 33. anywho. oral (both receiving) theres no actual smut in this bc i suck at writing it.. so just imagine. Lora is in her last year of HS

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Lora looked up to you like a mom when they were in school. Lora had just become a freshman, while you were in your last year of high school. You helped Lora through everything in high school even if you weren't there anymore.

Shed always tell you about her problems, and you always listened. You've always wanted to be there for someone like your big sister was to you.

“So your house?” you spoke as you and Lora were on the phone.

“Yeah, my house is fine. I think your my dads favorite friend of mine. He’s been asking when youre coming back over, like a weirdo.” She giggles and you hear an accusation ‘Hey!’ in the background.

“I'm just kidding!” she laughs. “I'll see you soon though, do you need a ride? My dad can give you one.” You nodded as if she could see you.

“Um yeah that'd be nice if it's not too much trouble. My car broke down so,”

“Okay I'll see you soon, and I'll give you my dad's number so he can text you when he's there.” you nodded again.

“Okay, love you bye, bye.” you smile.

“Love you,” she says as she hung up.

Right after the call, you got loras text and immediately texted it.

Y/n: hi loras dad. its y/n.

H: Call me Harry.

Y/n: ok harry :)

H: Could you send your address?

Y/n: oh yeah ofc! sorry lmfao

Y/n: *address*

H: No it’s okay.

some time after

H: Here.

You got your bag and headed to the rich-ass-looking car, assuming it was Harry's and not a strangers. You got in the front. You hated sitting in the back with cabs because you didn't want the drivers to feel lonely.

“Oh, y’sitting in the front?” he says with a slight smile.

“Sorry, it's a habit... I can sit in the back if you want?” you say shyly.

“No. Stay up here, this isn't a cab after all,” he smirked and motioned seatbelt and you put yours on. And he started driving.

“Even in cabs, I sit in the front. I just don't want them to be lonely,” you admit and he looks over to you and smiles.

“How sweet are yeh?” he inquiries teasingly.

“Thank you.” you blush.

The car ride was quiet after that. Painfully quiet. But finally, he turned on the radio.

“Sorry, it got t’quiet.” he admits.

“Yeah, I know.” you giggled.

“Y’laugh is pretty.” he smiles and looks at you.

“Thank you.” you blush again. “Sorry, you had to come all the way out here to get me... I know I live kind of far.”

“It's not a problem. Y’don't live t’far.” he grins. He finally makes a big move and puts his hand on your thigh. “I appreciate the company y’give Lora,” he said with his eyes straight on the road. You didn't have much to say. Or maybe you just couldn't say anything because you were so flustered.

His hand started to go up a little more and then he pulled up to the house.

“Well, here we are,” he smirks parting your thigh and lifting it up. He stops the car and opens his door to get out and politely runs to the other side to open your door. You mumble a ‘thank you’ as you guys walk up to the luxurious house door. He searches for the right key and heads inside. You follow him in.

“Lora! Y’friend is here.” he yells as lora comes running from her room.

“Y/n!!” she smiles and gives you a big hug.

“Lora! I missed you so much.”

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Some time passed and it was 12AM. You had gotten thirstier than a bitch and Lora was sleeping, so you went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge.

“Whatcha doin’?” You jumped.

“Fuck! Sorry!” you immediately apologized for cussing. “I’m getting water… sorry you scared me.” she blushed as she finally grabbed a water. Harry smirked.

“Whatcha doin’ up this late?” he asks.

“I just can’t sleep.” you open the water and take a drink.

“I think… I could help you…” he grins. You knew exactly what his plans were but you still wanted to act clueless.

“Like what?” you teased

“I could think of a few ways.” He smirked as he got closer to you and kissed you.

"Mhm... Just don't let Lora hear..." You said in between kisses.

"She did tell me she saw you like a ‘mom’… maybe stepmom?” he teases.

“Don’t say that Harry.” you smirk

Harry has found you attractive since you first came over last year. You came over maybe once a month.

“Y’know I’ve always found y’gorgeous. M’sorry its taken me this long t’make a move.”

“Its okay…” She hums.

“Can i eat you out?” He asks boldly. You nod in return.

“Get upstairs now. Lay on my bed. I know you know where my room is.” You nodded and went.

You’d been up there for what felt like an hour but was really 5 minutes.

“Good girl.” He praises. He laid on the bed and slowly took off your shorts and your panties.

“Prettiest pussy.” He smirks. “M’gonna destroy it one day.” He bites his lip.

He slowly enters a finger into your slit. He waits until you squirm to remove it.

“Fuck Harry.” you moaned. “Please faster.” He removed his fingers and you became annoyed. He put his mouth on your clit and sucked it for a little and then went to your slit and licked

He’d been doing that for a while. “I’m gonna cum. Please.” you moaned as you came on his tongue.

He swallowed your cum and moaned.

“Mm. Sweetest pussy too.” He licked his lips and laid beside her.

“Can i return the favor?” You ask innocently.

“Y’dont have to honey.”

“I want to.” You said as you put your panties and shorts back on and crawled on him.

“Fuck baby, Y’dont know what y’do to me.” He moaned as you rubbed his cock in his sweatpants.

You pulled his pants down and stroked his cock a couple times before putting your mouth on him.

“Oooh…” He moaned quietly.

You went all the way down his cock and back up after you gagged a bit. And then your phone went off.

You checked it just in case and it was Lora.

L: Hey i just woke up where’d you go?

“Um.. Harry… i need help.” you showed him.

“Just say y’went to the bathroom!” he freaks out pulling his pants back up.

Y/n: bathroom

“I should probably get back.” She smiles innocently.

“We should do this again sometime… But i dont like being cockblocked.” He chuckles.

“Im sorry. Ill make it up to you.” You smile as you leave the room.

You walk back into Loras room.

“There you are!” She smiled.

[atsumwah]

when you have cramps.

featuring : akaashi, bokuto, konoha, atsumu, osamu, kita & suna.

notes : cramps are the worst so if u hv them everytime u get ur period i feel u my dudes <3 also not proofread so just turn a blind eye and I'll fix it when i wake up && reblogs are appreciated!!

akaashi lets you sleep in more. he knows how tired you feel especially during the first few days so he makes it a mission to be as quiet as possible when he wakes up for the day, not before giving you a kiss on the forehead before he leaves. he even prepares your favourite for breakfast truly the best bf imo

bokuto keeps it quiet. he's known to be very loud and he knows that's one of the things you love about him too but he gets it if you don't want to be pestered a lot, especially when you're in pain. so when he gets back from practice to tell you about his day, he holds himself back to see how you're doing first. he'll spend most of the time listening to you and it's honestly a refreshing thing to see on his end.

konoha knows how to read you. he knows when he should take it easy with the teasing or when to give you some space for yourself or when to be attached to your hip when you're in a clingy mood. this would also be the time where he orders your favourite takeout and surprises you with it, along with your favourite ice cream stocked up in the fridge (he just knows u rlly well acts of services king right here tbh)

atsumu gives you cuddles. he doesn't have the luxury to stay with you in the mornings, but at night you're all his <3 if he gets off early, he's zooming home and prepares to have a night in with you. one arm holds you close to him while the other wraps around your waist to rub your tummy when you're in pain. it's also a bonus bcs he's loves having you in his arms anyways <33

osamu prepares your favourite food. like warm comfort food you don't get to eat a lot and only find it in a restaurant two hours away kind of food. even if its a complicated recipe, he'll try his best to replicate it and add a little samu in it too. will bring it to you if you're in bed or on the sofa.

kita has everything ready. tampons? check. pads? check. extra comfy clothing? check. you have a headache? no worries just lay in his lap and he'll massage it till you feel better. you have cramps? he's got a heat pad with your name on it . you want your favourite chocolate? he's got it all restocked in the fridge. he's prepared for literally anything.

suna becomes your personal butler not that he wasn't a simp for you already but seriously whatever you need, he gets for you no questions asked. he gets how shitty you're feeling (okay not really but he's heard from his sister how shitty it was) so he's not one to complain. you need a blanket? mans up and running to get you one. you don't like the food you ordered? he'll switch with you or even buy you something else. you need more ice cream? brb he's running to the store real quick. you need cuddles? say less he won't move for the next three hours if it came to that.

[skzvivie]

━ s-class !

(i.n -> vivie) counting stars 특별의 별의 별의 별의 별의 별의 별의 별난 놈 that’s me - 1:02 - 1:03 (chan -> vivie) swerving, i’m speeding on serpent road luxurious like i’m an s-class best of the best on first class - 1:37 - 1:45 (seungmin -> vivie) 빛날 광에 사람 인 그게 바로 우리 소개말 we’re special yeah (together) - 2:31 - 2:35 (hyunjin + changbin -> vivie) limited edition 특이한 건 특별해져 - 2:44 - 2:46 (hyunjin -> vivie) counting stars 특 (counting stars 특) feeling extra (bling bling) - 3:03 - 3:04 (all) 빛깔 뻔쩍 빛깔 뻔 쩍 빛깔 뻔쩍해 class는 특 빛깔 뻔쩍 빛깔 뻔쩍 3:05 - 3:11

━ outfits

━ 위인전 (hall of fame) !

(seungmin -> vivie) 날 중심으로 돌아가 sunlight - 0:17 - 0:21 (changbin -> vivie) pump, pump, 찍어내지 위인전 i'm gonna stomp, stomp, 내 발자국, armstrong - 0:48 - 0:54 (hyunjin -> vivie) einstein도 수치화 못하는 패턴 다음 단계는 훨씬 높지 지금 수준의 거듭제곱 - 1:39 - 1:41 (seungmin -> vivie) i want more the hall of fame numerous records i'll make 'em always - 2:18 - 2:23 (bang chan -> vivie) unveil the rumbling, trails of hustling 찍어 위인전 - 2:30 - 2:33 (changbin -> vivie) 정점을 찍어 stomp, stomp - 2:40 - 2:42 (han -> vivie) 입이 떡 벌어지게 만드는 광경, legendary - 245 - 2:48

━ item !

(changbin -> vivie) item, item, i ate them, pac-man, item, item, i ate them all, game set - 0:11 - 0-17 (lee know -> vivie) 끊임없이 I make it mine never die - 0:53 - 0-57 (hyunjin -> vivie) 아이템빨? 이건 내빨 풀옵 장착 가득 차 - 1:05 - 1:08 (seungmin -> vivie) got the best of the best, nothing much, i confess all the stars in my eyes make my galaxy - 1:47 - 1:52 (han -> vivie) i do things that nobody can do God blessed, i'm the one and only - 2:22 - 2:27 (felix -> vivie) item, item, i ate them, pac-man, item, item, i ate them all, game set - 2:58 - 3:03

━ superbowl !

(felix -> vivie) fresh taste, fresh scent, fresh shape, fresh everything came for a bite, now you're so addicted, yeah, thank you, come again - 0:37 - 0:41 (felix -> vivie) open wide, have a bite make it mine, all the time - 1:06 -1:12 (seungmin -> vivie) mixin' this and all that, dish be lookin' like fusion take a photo, it's bussin' even in lowest resolution - 1:24 -1:30 (han -> vivie) i'll do it again, just the way you want it i'll do it again for the days to come - 2:23 -2:29

━ topline !

(felix -> vivie) topline (topline) (all) bom, digi-digi-bom, bom, bom, bom - 1:20 - 125 (seungmin -> vivie) drawing, i'm moulding, i’m rolling my waves yeah, i'm counting wins on the grand line - 2:08 - 2:12 (bang chan -> vivie) topline 위에 박자 타지 우리 show ha, hotline, 뜨거뜨거, we about to blow - 2:43 - 2:45 (all) topline (topline) - 2:46 - 2:48 (all) 발아래 천지가 보여, we're the topline 위만 보다 목이 뻐근하지 넌 - 3:01 - 3:11

━ outfit

━ dlc (dance like crazy) !

(changbin -> vivie) we're only goin' to dance like crazy it's just that, i like it, la-la-la - 0:03 - 0:10 (han -> vivie) sunrise - 0:54 - 0:55 (hyunjin -> vivie) 잊어버리고 싶던 지워버리고 싶던 그딴 기억 따위 오늘 전부 날릴 수 있어 잠이 들기 전 떠오를 good memory - 1:12 - 1:21 (i.n -> vivie) nobody, nobody please don't care about me, it's okay - 1:56 - 2:01 (i.n -> vivie) got me feelin' like la-la-la-la got me feelin' like la-la-la-la-la - 2:52 -2:57

━ outfit

━ 죽어보자 get lit !

(i.n -> vivie) 거참 소름 돋게 또 할 거라고 생기지 일거리 산더미, oh, yeah - 0:35 - 0:39 (seungmin -> vivie) oh, yeah we're not gonna die young oh, yeah - 0:50 - 0:55 (bang chan -> vivie) i don't wanna do it, i don't wanna do it 그냥 다 내려놓고 마냥 미친 듯이 놀래- 1:37 - 1:42 (han -> vivie) 부려 사치, today, i'm so cocky - 1:54 - 1:56 (han -> vivie) let's go - 2:27

━ outfits

━ 충돌 (collision) !

(hyunjin -> vivie) 우리 둘 바삐 충돌, yeah yeah, we crash, 파편은 어디 - 1:03 - 1:07 (hyunjin -> vivie) yeah, 충돌 yeah, 우린 벌써 저기 멀리 - 1:10 - 1:14 (bang chan -> vivie) why you acting like a fool? 알잖아, don't be so rude call me "baby" like you used to 원래 그랬던 것처럼 - 1:16 - 1:22 (felix + lee know -> vivie) 그때로 돌아가 날 사랑한다 말해줘 - 1:49 - 1:51 (i.n -> vivie) 우리 둘 바삐 충돌 yeah yeah we crash 파편은 어디 - 2:12 - 2:14 (seungmin -> vivie) yeah 충돌 yeah 우린 벌써 저기 멀리 - 2:19 - 2:21

━ fnf !

(i.n -> vivie) 날 둘러싼, fauna and flora 먼지가 돼도 i really want you back - 0:30 - 0:37

(felix -> vivie) they tell me to keep movin' on yeah, i'll never be the same - 1:24 - 1:26

(lee know -> vivie) i'm catching uh-uh-uh-uh uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh uh-uh-up - 2:01 - 2:08

(bang chan -> vivie) i'm catching up (좀만 기다려, oh) - 2:38 - 2:40

(bang chan -> vivie) i'm catching up (i'm catching up, uh-oh) - 2:42 - 2:44

━ outfit

━ the sound (korean ver.) !

(hyunjin -> vivie) 갈수록 더 벅차오르는 이 감정 환호가 끝날 때까지 흥분을 못 감춰 - 1:06 - 1:12 (han -> vivie) this our 음악장, it's our 음악장 더 크게 울려 퍼지는 함성 소리를 들으며 몸을 움직여 - 1:37 - 1:45 (hyunjin -> vivie) 따라와라 다 따라와라 다 - 2:41 -2:44

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[blorbologist]

I absolutely adore your historical Quebec AU!!! My friend is also super excited to see what you do with it. Do you have a tag for it?

!! Oh, thank you so much! I think I had the tag filles du roi AU, but I only see the original idea pitch come up for it. Which is unfortunate, I know I've written a lil snippet for it. AHA, found it! Enjoy <3

I'm not sure when I'll get around to actually writing it - longfics are a scary undertaking for me because I want to see them to their end, and I know just at a glance that it'd be a massive undertaking:

I am a huge nerd. Though my focus is biology, I have a visceral reaction to people spreading falsehoods or inaccurate information. I don't want to do that to part of my own history, which would mean a lot of research. Which is kind of tough, when I'm already laden with research for gradschool and history isn't my forte. Seriously, I don't want to describe a kind of paint that wouldn't exist, or the wrong type of snowshoe, or a prayer to a saint that was actually not well-regarded. Because this is a very rural context, I couldn't easily handwave a lot of the details without detracting from the immersion. So I need to know how Vex would skin and sell beaver pelts, and the going-rates for materials for Percy's pepperbox or I'll go completely insane and tear my hair out in shame.

I think trans Vax would fit into this setting super well (get an extra dowry from the king by posing as another Fille du Roi with his sister, even if he's Absolutely Not), but. Though I'm queer, I'm not trans, and want to respect Vax and not just have him endure getting misgendered by the church and crown constantly.

I also do not want to whitewash the history of Nouvelle-France: the French stole this land from the Native American people that lived here and co-opted them into their conflicts. There is a long history of discrimination, and genocide, that I'd want to tackle carefully, both as a white author, and because Vex and Vax would be Métis, with a French father. It's delicate, in a way that other historical AUs usually sidestep. (I would like to help educate people that Canada's image as the squeaky-clean goody-two-shoes cousin of the USA is a complete fucking fabrication, though, so it'd be worth the headache and heartbreak.)

It would also require a very different sort of prose and dialogue than I'm used to. Trying to figure out a nice balance between keeping that Old feeling while also having it distinctly come off as French (more than that, French Canadian) would be a mess! A delightful challenge, though :D

I really do love this AU, and the idea of sharing this fascinating (if very, very complicated and messy and tragic) part of history with the fandom means so much to me! It's just very daunting for lil' ol' me - the fact even two people are excited really made my day, though <33

Have a bit of worldbuilding: the Briarwoods killing Percy's family still happened... only it was because they owned land that produced excellent deposits that colored glass a rich, incredible green. They call it residuum, and sell it as a luxury good and claim it has many arcane properties. Because it glows in the dark.

It's actually uranium glass and thus mildly (very mildly) radioactive :3 But it's fun to think of the Briarwoods and their cronies irradiating themselves with their hubris! While feeling a bit magical for the time and setting!