#love notes 💕

[wondeurwall]

AUTHOR'S NOTE. based on the poll: nsfw that won by a landslide, as expected AKSNDJSKb!!! i'll post the sfw soon. i'm currently sitting on 9k with this fic & i don't think i'm close to being done yet omg 😵‍💫 not sure how many more previews i'll post of it – i'll play by ear. or, if it's something y'all still would like, then i'll be more than happy to do it, but i think they'll be much shorter going forward!! 💕💕

AND good luck to anyone pulling for zayne's banner & for anyone trying the new oracle of stars event... i want to try pulling for rafayel's, at the very least, since they all look related to the myths 😭 for the lore, I'LL BE BROKE!!!

TAGS/WARNINGS: 🔞 mdni, fem!reader, porn with plot because i said so, cunnilingus

He drops to his knees, keeps his arms slung over your legs, trapping you at the edge of the bed. His face is in front of your pussy, the heat of his breath makes you quiver.

“Eyes on me, pretty girl,” he says.

And, you do exactly that. Rafayel’s gaze has the full moon in there, the light unblinking and brilliant, like a parallel of the sun during the day. It dares you to flinch the longer you look. But, you keep staring, find that it doesn’t hurt and, instead, the light feels familiar. 

You hear the waves, tides along the shore and grains of sand being pulled into the water. It happens briefly. Holding your breath, the salt of the sea comes to you like it does in your dreams, a little more vivid each time you fall asleep. 

The same images of him fill your vision. Why?

You release the breath, then blink, feeling the heaviness in your chest and the lump in your throat again. It’s a back-and-forth reel of him and Rafayel, different realities converging to a single point in time – and, your lips are trembling. With the heat of Rafayel’s body seeping into you and the recollection of the sea, the moment tastes and sounds like a memory.

No. It’s more than that. 

You look at Rafayel, and everything feels less like a dream and more like a memory.

You’re about to call his name, but it’s quickly ripped out of your lips in an airy moan. The flat of his tongue glides up your slit once. Then, he’s doing it again, dipping the tip into your hole and curling between your folds as he moves up to gather your cum. Taking as much as he can, he swallows the taste of you, eyes fluttering closed as he savors it. 

It’s the way he does that – makes you believe this isn’t the first time, like he isn’t a stranger to this side of you. So, you’re drifting back into your head (only barely now, because the pleasure is intense, hot and needy) and it’s as if pieces of a puzzle come together in the span of a millisecond and you’re lucid enough to arrive to what seems like an impossible reason: it’s not the first. 

You can’t shake off this feeling. 

Your pupils dilate, oxygen completely dried from your lungs when you see the pleasure on his face. To you, Rafayel is reliving something he’s missed. Something that’s been denied from him for so, so long and he’s finally grasped onto it, and he looks like he’s found the secret to walking on air. 

The ache in your chest is overwhelmed by the ache in your pussy. You whine, the glow in his eyes too dizzying. It does nothing more than guide you closer to hysteria. Your hips jerk forward, begging.  

Blood rushes through his cock, straining beneath his pants as a deep rumble comes from within his chest. He’s diving back into your cunt for more before you can catch your breath. 

You lie there, unable to close your legs. His arms keep them bent and tucked securely between his biceps and forearms, the strength of him nothing you can even attempt to win against. It comes to you as no surprise – he’s not human after all. Your mouth parts, a light sheen of saliva over your lips. Shallow, quick breaths keep you grounded as you watch through glassy eyes how Rafayel devours your pussy like a starved man. 

He pulls back slightly, staring – he hones in on your little bud. You hold your breath when he presses a kiss to your clit, slow and gentle, before he traps it between his lips and sucks, humming as he does.

“Raf – Rafayel,” you gasp, the vibrations coupled with his sucking makes your thighs vibrate, has you seeing tiny white stars. He sucks your clit harder, and your voice gets caught at the edge of your throat. 

There’s a pause before you’re moaning like a broken record.

You force your hands to mask your face, rallying enough strength to quiet down because you’re falling, losing yourself so fast, and you have no idea how to wrap your head around the pleasure that’s already building back up.

There’s a disapproving click from the man between your legs.

“Stop,” he says, voice deepening to a near growl. It surprises you – this tone, along with that look in his eyes, half-lidded, clouded with desire, like a predator ready to pounce at its prey – and you feel a greater level of ecstasy being injected into you and it knocks against the sensitive, heavy knot in your stomach.

His demand is never quite like this. It feels… good. 

Rafayel loosens the hold on one of your legs to snatch your hands away from your face, “I need to hear you, baby, or I’ll stop.”

Breath bated, you can’t help but stare at him, utterly dazed by the moonlight that hangs over his head just like it does in his eyes. 

Lovestruck. Only a second passes before you realize how far you’ve fallen, how desperate you are to see more of this version because there’s no use in denying that you’re among the reasons – if not the reason – he’ll take charge. It’s a stark contrast to the light-hearted and comical side he usually shows. There’s a certain attractiveness to it, the willingness inside of him to take care of you with this authority. 

He asks, “Won’t you be a good girl and listen to me?”

God, you’re so wet right now.

You forget how to breathe, feeling like you’ve evolved in a bottomless nothing. His grip on your hands is firm, yet not so much that it shackles you. He’s still gentle. Nodding your head is all you can manage. He finds it cute. Rafayel brushes his mouth over your palm and around your hand to the first knuckle. He smiles. 

And, you melt. Of course, you do. Craving to be good for him, to be the good girl like he says you can be – that you are – you clutch onto the bed sheets instead, let your mouth babble this time.

When he’s sure you won’t do it again, he goes back to your clit, giving the attention it deserves as he keeps his eyes on you. He plants a kiss to your throbbing bud again. And again. And then again. It gets stickier there, messy with your cum and arousal and his saliva; stretchy, gooey strings that reconnect his lips to your pussy.

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[rayroseu]

the two princes that are blessed with beauty... 😭🙏✨💚🤍

[twottie-m8]

magma events, i love you.....

[darling-icarus]

DAICHI ♚ God of Defenders, the Feywild & the First Light of Dawn

deity design for @impossibletruths's cleric/paladin Daichi, who temporarily became a god in the final session of our campaign ☀

this matches my Deity Ozy piece because i feel so normal about the fact that these two were briefly gods together. happy birthday truths i love you! 🧡

[ko-fi] 🎨 [art instagram] 🎨 [bluesky]

[cerise-angel]

"i wish i was yours." everything feels like a fever dream. you're lying against his chest, in his bed, pretty lazy smile on your face. rafe's holding your body, his hands respectfully splayed against your tummy, on top of the duvet. he sighs, pretending not to hear what you said, hoping it will make you shut up. it does and he resents himself for it, looking at your dim lit face to see if you're angry or upset. you're still smiling a little, even though you seem to be asleep. rafe smiles, lips poping a kiss against your warm forehead. "don't say shit like that." he mumbles, not meaning any of it. if anything he wants you to say it again and again. he wants you still, even after the horrendous break that made you two fall apart. of course he does, why else would he be willing to take care of a drunken you in the middle of a friday night? your face contorts in a small frown and pout, and he touches your forehead with a drag of his lips, a wet kiss. you're so warm, so soft, so his, it makes him dizzy. rafe brushes some of the sweat drenched hair out of your face and neck, reaching to feel the skin below your ear, cupping your face gently. you mumble again and he cant help but bring you closer to his body, hands gripping possessively at your waist, his breathing uneven and hidden on the crook of your neck "i wish i was your girl."

[kira1vsl]

L is so down bad for Light in the Death Note Drama

[herewegobebe]

"O-NEW-NOTE" Behind #2 | Concert VCR Shooting 🐰🥰💕

[lazyjellyfish300]

Hiya hiya Jelly! here to drop some questions for you and your honeysss <333 you don't have to answer these if you don't want! I was just returning the loveee back to you cuties hehe 🫶🏼💗💗

How do you lovelies spend your days off together?

Do you guys normally say "I love you" as is, or is there a more specific, intricate/special way to telling (or showing!) it to each other? Are they or you poetic with the words?

Any place in mind you would love to live out your days (settle down with them) with them? if not both, then where and for whom?

Do you have any specific songs that remind you of them? and vice verse?

What is the most thoughtful/romantic thing they have ever done for you?

AHHHH MY LOVE! 🥹🥹 so good to hear from you! Thank you soooo much for this 😭😭🥹🥹💕💕 ofc I'm always down to yap about my loves! 💕 (And there's a lotttaaa yapping ahead lolol)

1. How do we spend our days off together?

nanamelly-with Kento, it depends on the weather. It's almost always rainy where we are, so if our day off coincides with a rain shower, then our morning is filled with warm coffee and cuddles in our attic nook. He almost always wakes up before me and has coffee ready to go, so I'll return the favor by cooking a hearty breakfast of quiche or french toast by the time he comes back inside from tending to our animals, giving me kisses by the stove while his hair is a little damp and he's covered in that delicious rain smell. 🥹💕 Then if the weather permits we'll take walks arm and arm to watch the ducklings, otherwise we'll take more naps in our bed or go back to the attic and do some reading and writing. 💕

We'll cook dinner together, usually a hearty soup with vegetables from our garden or a comforting casserole. We'll get our animals tucked in for the evening, then we'll play board games like scrabble or checkers and rounds of Super Nintendo in our living room with whiskey and wine and a nude soak in our hot tub to wrap up the evening. 💕

shiuelly-with Shiu, at this time of year we're almost always at the golf course. I'm the golf cart queen and his best caddy. I love to admire how handsome he looks in his attire while he takes strokes off his golf game and in return he makes sure I have plenty of cocktails to keep me happy. (Although at some point he does lovingly take over driving the golf cart). 💕After lunch at the country club we'll head home.

Despite having days off, Shiu almost always gets work calls. I'll use that time that he's busy to feed and cuddle Stella, or go to my office to work on my interior design plans for a bit. If he takes a long time then sometimes I'll pay him a little visit in his study and bring him a sandwich and coffee. 🥰🤭

For dinner, with the pleasant weather we'll bake homemade pizza in our new fire brick oven on our patio, paired with our favorite wine. Then, we'll sway together in our living room to our favorite R&B album on vinyl. We both have two left feet but we love to just stay pressed against one another and drink in every bit of closeness we can until another work week begins. 💕

2. Do we say I love you or have a special/intricate way of expressing it? Ohh man 😩 in both my self-ships the I love yous are extremely liberal between us 😭💕

nanamelly-kento isn't one for grand gestures most of the time, and so besides saying it, he demonstrates it in all the little things he does for me. The pot of coffee that awaits me every morning without fail, the kiss he has for me every time he sets foot inside our house from when he's been outside, the soft massage of his fingers on the nape of my neck when he comes up behind me and asks how he can help me in the kitchen, the endless flowers he surprises me with.💕 The letters he writes to me on special occasions are always so eloquent. I'm always astounded that he's not a writer as well with how emotional and thoughtful he is with his writing, and he never fails to make me weep. We always say I love you, but when I'm reallyy sappy I tell him that he's the stars that line my soul. He's not just my soulmate he's the very thing my soul is made out of. 🥹 So for him, I'm his moon, pulling at the tides of his heart. Because he's the sea, of course. 💕🌊

shiuelly-ughh, with Shiu, we're extremely physical with one another. We can't get enough of one another and burn quite hot at all times. 💕Our love feels intense and all consuming because of the ultimate loss and tragedy we've both gone through. Me with losing my first husband, Kento, and him with losing his first love when he was young. It results in ultimate devotion to one another. He tells me he loves me in so many ways. He calls me beautiful like it's my name. 💕 He's an imperfect man. He considered himself doomed to damnation but he considers my love his salvation, so he's always calling me his angel. 💕 I consider him my soulmate too and I'm a fiend for romance novels so I'm always superr sappy and poetic with him but he reads them behind my back for *cough* inspiration and so he matches my energy. 🙂‍↕️ His eyes are such a beautiful dark brown that border on a deep noir, like a night without any stars. He tells me I have stars in mine. So I tell him he's my starless night, chasing my cosmos. 🥰

3. Any place in mind you'd love to live out your days/settle down?

nanamelly- with Kento, I can't imagine living anywhere else than we do right now, in our little slice of rainy eternity in our farmhouse. If we have grandchildren, we would want to try to stay as close to them as we can. But, I think when we are both much older and unable to look after the farm, we would relocate, possibly to the seaside village and live out our days there and entrust our farm property to one of our children, or to one of our dear neighbors who we would trust would look after and tend to the land. We also have a place in Kuantan, and, depending on our health, we would fulfill Kento's ultimate dream and live out the rest of our lives there, in a house on the beach. 💕

shiuelly-with Shiu, we'll most likely grow old and die together in our Victorian house surrounded by cherry blossom trees. 🌸It was his wedding present to me and we've made it our own in so many ways that we couldn't see ourselves living anywhere else. 💕

4. Do you have any specific songs that remind you of them and vice versa?

So manyyy 😩😩 Buttt

nanamelly- Come Away with Me by Norah Jones is one that always reminds me of him and the lyrics describe the life we share together in our little universe to a tee. 💕 Songbird by Fleetwood Mac is the song that reminds him of me, and also was the one we danced to at our wedding. 💕

shiuelly-Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby by Cigarettes After Sex is always gonna be the biggest one that reminds me of him and our life together. Like the lyrics are eerily on point haha. 🙈 Your Song is the one that makes him think of me, and was also our first dance song at our wedding.🥰

5. What is the most thoughtful/romantic thing they've ever done for you?

nanamelly-it's like almost virtually impossible to choose something that Kento does for me bc it's every damn day 😩 but, when we first fell for one another, him being such a man of order and reason and taking this leap with me and literally going back to Tokyo and quitting his job, rearranging his entire world just so I could be a part of it was the most romantic and thoughtful thing he could have ever done for me. 💕 He changed the trajectory of his life just so it could align with mine. He's always revered and put me above himself but I could never thank him enough for taking that leap of faith to be with me, because we both knew what we found and created here in the countryside together in just a little less than a week was something that only comes once in a lifetime, only by a fleeting brush of fate, explainable by none else than divinity that could have caused our paths to cross one another. 💕

shiuelly-the most romantic and thoughtful thing Shiu ever did was buying me a house. He took me there on our honeymoon and told me it was actually our permanent home where we'd start our lives together. 💕 The simple gesture of being in a gorgeous home all alone with him was all I could have asked for. With him being gone so much for work, simply being together made it paradise. 💕He took all my tastes and preferences into account and literally picked the perfect spot for us to live out our days. It was big enough for if we wanted kids, it had room for his study and aquarium, and mine, and a beautiful backyard for us to entertain friends and family. It was out of the city and tucked enough in the suburbs that we could have our privacy. There were only 2 other times in our relationship where I felt like I couldn't love him more than I already did, and that was when we shared our first kiss and confessed our love on our first date in a moonlit graveyard by the sea, and on our wedding night when we pledged our lives to each other in front of all the people we love. 💕

[jaejoontrashpanda]

"First Note Of Love" episode 10...😍😍😍

[love-angela-421-1985]

Ok, so I'm going to do what I think is a pretty small version of this note 📝 thing and ask for some help without bothering anyone directly. So---uh 20 notes and I will make a new ao3 and repost my queliot fanfic when it's done. Also, if you don't know who they are or are not interested, thats fine. Please give notes anyway. it doesn't mean you have to read it, of course 😉 😊 ☺️

[hl-obsessed]

leave it to @savebylou to randomly reblog random ass post from months ago, that you totally forgot about, and jumpscare you

[tulipfemme]

btw mutuals interact w this post if u want & i'll send u a little valentines ask sometime today 💌

[lieutenantselnia]

I was looking through my 2D Doof image folder and randomly came across this picture I didn't remember I had saved, please he looks so adorable😭💕

[hekateinhell]

Hey just wanted to tell you that you’re awesome. Trying to get inspired for some Armand/Lestat writing and your blog was #1 for Lesmand. Thanks for writing about them so much, haha!

Omg please this is the nicest thing ever I feel like I got a gold star in VC fandom lmao I’m gonna cry thank you so much!!!!! Literally me rn:

I just saw your post that you’re going to NOLA soon, I hope you have the best time! 🥹💖 Spring in Louisiana is so gorgeous, it’s a great time of year to visit. And for the Armand-obsessed, it’s worth noting that TVA opens with Armand in New Orleans in the springtime, so perfect for you :)

Also I will say, we tend to label NOLA as “the Loustat place” (even Armand himself does this), but as a Lesmand girlie I felt super inspired there, too!! Like, come on—the beautiful old Garden District houses by Lafayette Cemetery where Armand spent fifty years watching and yearning over Lestat’s living grave? The city where Armand tastes Lestat’s blood again for the first time in two hundred years and it’s so tender, angsty, and erotic? The city where Lestat wakes up from his coma the first time and stumbles into whose arms? That’s right, Armand’s!!! THEY WENT ON A MURDER SPREE TOGETHER THERE LMAO PLEASE THAT’S SO HORNY.

I’ll shut up now I just got excited I love NOLA so much but I BELIEVE IN YOU I’M SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT YOU COME UP WITH!!!!!! 🩷

[cinderflower]

Hey! I love your works, thanks for sharing them! Your stuff is some of my favorites in the fandom!

I just wanted to ask your opinion on how Malenia and Miquella (from FoR and your characterization of them specifically) would view Millicent. How do you think they'd interact with her? Would they avoid her? What would that mean for their own relationship? Etc etc.

Just asking because I think your take on Malenia and Miquella is so interesting to play around with.

Thanks! Your stuff is awesome!!

Wah, anon this is such a sweet message, I'm always humbled to hear people like my works and my characterizations! Thank you so much 🥺💕

I'm so sorry this is so long but as I'm sure you can imagine, I have Many Thoughts about Malenia lol.

I've actually thought quite a lot about Millicent and her sisters and I think, first and foremost, that she doesn't know about them at all. I think after her bloom and being carried back to the roots of the Haligtree that she's basically been in a pseudo-coma as the rot progresses now that she's needle-less, so she might know about the kindred of rot but not Millicent or her sisters.

With Malenia, I really focus on her lack of autonomy as a character throughout the most formative years of her life and the trauma that undoubtedly came with it, where she is burdened with the rot which would have effectively ostracized her from most people except Miquella (because of his immunity to the rot). This is also in addition to her being named as an Empyrean and already having her fate decided for her. So the nature by which Millicent and her sisters came to be, after her bloom and presumably like offshoots or cuttings from plants, they'd be another blow against her autonomy because she didn't have a say in their creation (implied by Gowry raising them and her rejection of the kindred of rot).

Specifically with Millicent, I imagine Malenia would see a lot of herself in her, and I think she would harbor a deep resentment because of that - not because she'd dislike Millicent, but because Millicent would be a reflection of her younger self. Someone who is spawned from her, consequently cursed BY her, to suffer the same hardships. Millicent is the same as younger Malenia, which consequently forces Malenia into the role of the Outer Rot God in their dynamic - unwittingly having taken on the role of the thing she hates. If Malenia had embraced the rot like Romina, I think it would be different, but every time she accepts it, it's when she's at the end of her rope with no choices left and she's essentially resigned herself to death.

This might sound harsh, but it's also why I love her as a character - I believe Malenia is ultimately deeply selfish in her actions where Miquella is concerned (and vice versa ignoring all the DLC). She's sworn herself to his cause, has proven herself willing to die for him, to go to war for him, to commit countless atrocities in his name and inflict the very thing she despises - the curse that has caused her so much misery - on countless others. For him. But! In a twisted way, it's also for herself! Because for once, this is HER choice. She decided to take on the title of his blade and devote herself to him. No matter the ask, no matter the cost.

Miquella, who knows Malenia better than anyone and has been by her side throughout the worst of it, knows all of this. I believe he would be sympathetic to Millicent and her sisters (also seeing a younger Malenia in them) but I suspect that while he would also try to help them in secret, he'd be (selfishly) keeping them away from Malenia so that she wouldn't have to deal with all the trauma I mentioned above. He might feel some guilt about it, but with how I write him in FoR, he's always willing to harbor some secrets if he believes it's in Malenia's best interest. He wants to save her, to give her back the life she's been denied - a life free of her rot and any burdens. And that would mean a life without five magically spawned new dependents whose existence would be inflicting constant psychic damage on Malenia and that she'd feel responsible for.

In a timeline where the twins are far less codependent, and where they're not both so focused on Miquella's ambitions to cure Malenia of her rot and revolutionize the world, maybe Malenia is able to take the time to heal and make peace with herself. In that timeline, maybe Millicent would serve to be a positive and healing influence on her.

[requirings]

they finally got hot dogs