#mobile legends x reader

[dxmoness]

Your husband has been having a severe case of the baby fever for a long time now. It started when he saw you taking care of your baby sister. The sight of you carrying the baby in your arms while you make her laugh made him desire to have one with you.

He's been planting small hints and clues that he is very much interested in having children with you. But you were still oblivious no matter how many hints he dropped. So he decided to take matters in his own hands.

“Um? Darling, we don't have a baby.” You say as you look over the things that you and your husband had bought during your shopping spree.

Your husband smiles mischievously. “But aren't they adorable?” He holds up a onesie for a baby for your inspection. Sure, it did look cute, but it was useless if you two did not have a baby to use it for.

You sigh, knowing he wants to hear you say yes. “I suppose it is...” You grace him with a small smile which makes him beam happily. “But my point still stands, we don't have a baby to use it on.”

He smirks as he puts down the baby clothes and walks to your side, leaning to kiss your cheek. “Not yet, we don't.” He purrs in your ear, his hot breath causes you to shudder involuntarily.

Your cheeks grow flush at the implication he is giving through his suggestive words. “What?” You decide it's best to play innocent first because you really didn't want to embarrass yourself if it was not what you think.

He chuckles as he tucks a loose strand of hair into the back of your ear. “You know what I mean, my love.” He gives you a dazzling smile. “I want to make one. Right now.” He pauses. “That is if you don't mind?” He asks softly, waiting for your response.

He seemed so desperate for it that you found it adorable. You nod in agreement. “Okay.” You respond softly, giving him your consent to continue as he pleases.

He did not waste anymore time as he immediately shoves you to the couch, his impatience showing evident in his quick movements. You yelp as you are immediately pinned down, his hand pinning both of yours above your head while his free hand starts dealing with his belt.

“Darling—” You gasp only for him to interrupt. “Hush.” He whispers, silencing you by pressing a lingering kiss on your soft lips as he finally managed to get the belt off. “Be quiet and let me take care of you.”

➷ ( characters ) — lante agriche , dion agriche , rezef hill , claude de alger obelia , anastacius de alger obelia , cesare de como , regis adri floyen , eiser grayan , eros vasilios , aamon paxley , jingyuan , kamisato ayato , izek van omerta , callisto regulus. ❀

➷ ( tags ) — @d10nsaint , @dreamlessnight @yourwholeworld @yumieis @im-in-love-with-fairytales , @synthe4u , @yoghurtsan , @luvyev. ( ask to be added to a specific taglist. ex: the first six people wanted to be tagged in dion agriche tagged fics hence their appearance. ) ❀

[kikiwooo]

Jealous Fredinn and Dy with a reader who is a sup and has been all time helping other people ( probably helped them but they are jealous af) and just take reader into a bush? //smut if um can pls! <3\\ ilv ur writing srs❥

notes: finally it's comin' out...it's been quite a long time💀, gn reader, sup reader, not fully smut, threesome

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© @/kikiwoo

You're probably one of the best supports next to Estes, with that it's normal for you to get team invitations everyday. Of course your beloved Abyss Prince wasn't really pleased with that, he was possessive over you..a lot. If that wasn't even enough he had to share you, with some man. Fredrinn was chill sharing you while Dyrroth was fuming at the mouth, in the end there was nothing he could do anyway.

"Why thank you darlin'. I wouldn't be able to defeat this enemy without your support~" Fredrinn wrapped his arm around your waist as he pulled you close to his chest and sneaked a kiss to your neck. Which made you feel butterflies in your stomach, Fredrinn chuckled at your reaction before softly pressing his lips onto yours softly. He was about to further until the Miya, team's marksman asked for assistance. Fredrinn clicked his to gue in annoyance but that quickly turned into a small smile. "She looks fine on her own, she has three fully built items right? Why don't you stay with me a little longer love?" You could only nod as Fredrinn let go off you after giving you get another kiss. He was never really showed his jealousy out but if he was tempted enough he'd pull you onto his lap and never let go off you for the rest of the day, after all he'd have great access to your neck, no?

Before you can go Fredrinn's hand sneaked into yours and squeezed it lightly, "Be safe around here yeah?" "y-you too!"

When you peeked from the mid lane's bush, it was empty. Probably Valir went to help Miya, you turned around to get a glance at the blue buff. The moment you enter the bush a pair of arms grabbed you and tugged you deeper in, the panic strike into you but the force was too strong to even resist. You eventually head-dived into someone's chest, it was no other than Dyrroth, a very frustrated one too. His eyes shone viciously in a deep blood red, not those wine red you knew.

"Finally" He snapped, almost biting like. His fingers digged into your arms as his mouth opened a little to reveal his sharp teeth, as if he's going to bite a chunk of you. "You remembered me, I nearly grew impatient." He rolled his eyes at you as his grip tightened at your slight struggling. "I-I was helping-" "That damn marksman can wait, most importantly I am-" A hand swiftly pulls you away from the demon's grip, almost too easily. You met with a bare chest, it did gave a refreshing contact. Fredrinn digs the tip of his sword into the ground and leans against it with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You yell tell at our precious support? ..wonder how far you can fall oh dear prince." It was Fredrinn's game to tick off Dyrroth and he'd always fall for it if you're on the center that is. "That does not concern you, human." Dyrroth's growl like response could make anyone shake in fear but not Fredrinn, he was used to it by now. "As their lover, it concerns me very much." Fredrinn slightly bends down his head a little and raises your chin with his finger, his warm breath tickles your ear as his chest roses up and down against your back with every breath. "You're too rough with them..want your elder to show how to pleasure them best~?" Dyrroth just grumbled with a sour face whilst crossing his arms over his chest, his tail slowly swaying left and right with clear annoyance. His dick semi-hard inside his slit(listen, he doesn't wear pants he's a demon let's just imagine that he has a slit where his dick is comfortably staying there😒) from the actions earlier. Fredrinn's knee came to slowly apart yours and to lift you up a little as his hand slowly lifted your clothing up to expose your stomach. His hand sneaked inside to roam around your body which made you tingle all over with his warm breathing next to your ear. "Tch too slow, waste of time." Dyrroth walked over both of you and gripped your thighs, slightly pulling you just a tad bit closer.

"Looks like someone's a bit willing..."

"can't say I'm not.."

Fredrinn's teeth lightly grazed your neck as his hands made quick work if your below clothing and tossed them aside.

"Let's just finish it quickly.. can't wait any longer-"

then.. something hot..and wet against your thigh, your eyes met with Dyrroth as he hosted himself up against you, standing on his tiptoes(because damn fredrinn so tall what kind of milk did he drank), his hands still gripping your thighs as his red dick proudly up with some precum dripping from the tip. Dyrroth didn't wasted any time as he pushed his entire length into you, making both of you gasp out as Fredrinn only smirked and let you lean against his chest. Dyrroth stopped for a seconds in the mid way but continued to push with a hiss. It wasn't long before he began to abuse your hole, the not so little not pointy spikes on his dick roughly brushed your walls, it really did made you drool as it put a show to Fredrinn.

...

"..It's been fifteen minutes and still no sight of them..did they got caught into an ambush?" Miya said as her eyes wandered to the bushes, her fingers tight on her bow. Xavier walked alongside the elf archer, "That's not possible, we just saw three heroes from the enemy team."

Miya sighed and shook her head, her eyes showed concern. "I could only hope that they're safe and sound."

[mistirimoose]

Cooking Together

(Heroes are in alphabetical order)

They rest their head on your shoulder, watching you cutting up the food, placing soft, small kisses on your cheek and neck while doing so, earning some giggles and distracting you. They purposely brush their hands against yours while helping you with some stuff.

╰┈➤Aamon, Arlott, Alucard, Alice, Alpha, Brody, Cecilion, Carmilla, Clint, Eudora, Fredrinn, Gusion, Guinevere, Granger, Hayabusa, Julian, Khaleed, Kagura, Kadita, Ling, Lancelot, Leomord, Layla, Moskov, Rafaela, Tigreal, Thamuz, Vaxena, Vale, Valir, Xavier, Yi Sun-Shin, Zilong.

You guys joked around a lot and smeared some flour on each other's faces and the kitchen would be full of your giggles. You two would get carried away sometimes from playing around too much. The kitchen table along with your faces and tops ended up being a little messy. But it's okay cause you guys had so much fun, definitely doing that again

╰┈➤Bruno, Claude, Dyrroth, Fanny, Hanabi, Khufra, Kimmy, Kagura, Lesley, Miya, Melissa, Odette, Wanwan, X.borg, Yin.

[this has been sitting in my Wattpad drafts for more than a year now and I don't even remember the heroes well enough to edit this anymore 😭 sorry for any mistakes]

[chevrryz]

𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮

aamon paxley x fem!reader

“ do you know that i miss you everyday   ”  

“Aamon~!” a woman in a beautiful pastel yellow off-shoulder gown sprinted through the halls of Castle Aberleen. “Lady (Y/n), please slow down!” the woman’s personal maid struggled to keep up with her lady. “Aamon!” (Y/n) yelled excitedly when she saw a tall figure with unmistakable silver hair. Aamon halted his conversation with his secretary to turned his face to (Y/n) when he heard his name being called. (Y/n) stopped midway admiring her fiancé, even after years of being engaged she couldn’t get enough of her fiancé’s alluring demeanor. His usual silver hair shone even brightly with the sunlight shining on his hair through the windows of Castle Aberleen. Noticing how his fiancé had stopped midway he dismissed his secretary and made his way towards her. “Love, why have you halted your steps midway.” Aamon asked his lady who was still in a dazed.

“Oh, Aamon just admiring your beauty.” (Y/n) replied with the brightest smile. Aamon just hummed he was used to her blunt compliments through out the years they had spent their times together. “My love, why have you decide to visit the Castle Aberleen today?” Aamon absentmindedly asked as he played with the tips of (Y/n)’s hair. “I just miss you so I decided to pay you a visit.” (Y/n) replied with her usual bright smile. ”You miss me everyday.” Aamon smiled lovingly at her. He placed his unoccupied hand around (Y/n)’s waist and brought her body closer to his with his other hand on her hair he gently placed a kiss on her hair. His lips barely leaving her hair as he raised his eyes directly looking into hers as he whispered “Shall we leave to a place with more privacy to us, my lady?” (Y/n) blushed heavily at his sudden gestured and couldn’t only nod her head. 

A knock on the door interrupts (Y/n)’s reminisce of her memories with Aamon. The door slowly creaks open Gusion peeks his head through the gap of the door, his eyes seem to be searching for someone until it landed onto (Y/n)’s slumped figure with her head down on the former Head of House Paxley’s desk. Aamon’s cloak draped around her shoulders. Gusion eyes sadly gazes at the maiden, “(Y/n)...it’s starting.” Gusion informed the woman. (Y/n) sluggishly raises herself from her position. She was currently dressed in a formal black dress and her eyes were red from crying. “I see, let’s be on our way then.” (Y/n) mustered up the courage to attend the funeral. The funeral of her beloved. 

The high priest has personally came to deliver a speech at the funeral held at Castle Aberleen. Everyone was crestfallen to hear the news of Aamon Paxley who had fallen in battle against the Abyss. (Y/n) was the most devastated at the news of her fiancé’s death, they were gonna have a life together but now it was all but a dream to (Y/n).  As the high priest started his speech (Y/n) could hardly focus onto the words as she dazedly stare at the casket in front of her. 

The funeral had finally came to an end, the guests had left long ago. All that was left was just (Y/n) who laid right next to the casket which Aamon was laid to rest in. “My dear, do you know I miss you everyday? But today it feels like everything I do is just here to remind me, I am living without you.” (Y/n) whispers, her voice cracking a little with tears rolling down her cheeks. 

“I miss you. I love you.”

My mlbb debut fic and my coming back from hiatus break <3 I feel like the quality of my writing has deteriorated so please bear with me as i try to improve myself again also the fic is kinda short i swear i will write a longer one -love cherry

[3xen]

sharing a bed w a rival; gusion & julian

n. ykw, im delusional.

c. one bed trope, rivalry, forced proximity, unrequited love thats actually requited

julian

as simple as it was, sharing a bed with someone you hated wasn’t so bad right?

“oh my god. there’s only one bed.” both, you and julian look at each other in unison. you were experiencing all types of emotions.

you weren’t gonna share the bed with julian, but it’s cold, no! it’s julian! anybody but julian!

“you booked this room? julian.. you know what this means right? do you understand the consequences?!” julian raises his hands in defense, honestly, he was just as horrified as you.

“we’re on a budget! it was the cheapest room!” he bites back. throwing down his gear, beginning to strip off his clothes.

“no! you don’t actually think im gonna sleep in the same bed as you, right?!” he peers over his shoulder to shoot you a cold glare. you groan in distress, hands combing through your hair in irritation.

“if we have to, so be it.”

“julian!”

“look, if you get too uncomfortable i can sleep on the floor.” you are startled at the sudden change in attitude. what’s up with him?

“wait.. no. w-we can share the bed.” you suggest, as he just nods in agreement. things are quiet after that. julian is the first to get into bed while you follow shortly after.

backs turned to each other, touching, as a result of the close proximity. “hey.. you up?” you whisper, not expecting to get an answer in return. you couldn’t sleep well, hoping to ask julian to get into a more comfortable position.

“yeah. im up.” you hear him from the other side of the bed. you feel the mattress shift and can only assume he’s turned over to you, expecting the same in return.

“im cold. and uncomfortable.” you turn to face him, admiring his features from this close. he has a small grin, swiftly throwing his hand around your waist. making sure you were close, and pressed up against his chest.

“do you enjoy this like i do? or are you too stubborn to admit it?” julian mutters, chin being hoisted on top of your head.

“i do.. but- pff! just sleep!”

gusion

“ya know, i really thought aamon would spare me mercy. he’s my big bro, why is he being so bitter?” gusion’s back was pressed against the doorway of the room, an agitated frown spread across his lips. he inspected the room, obviously unimpressed at the size and proportions.

“this can’t be! i don’t know where i am. im at the wrong place!” you, on the other hand, suffered enough from aamon’s constant torture. you paced around the room in panic.

aamon had sent you guys on countless tasks, together! aamon knew well what he was doing.

“hey now, it’s only for one night. quit making a fuss.” although gusion’s demeanor looked stoic and untroubled, under that mask, he was deeply distraught and disturbed.

“hey! i never told you to interrupt me! nor was i ever making a fuss about sleeping in the same bed as you because im not!” you grab your satchel, aggressively stomping your way to the door and eventually out the room.

“ah ah ah, stay right where you are. we ain’t leaving till morning.” gusion stops you by his mere words. you refused to let this man oppose you!

“gusion! let go of me! you and your devil brother!” gusion picks you up on his shoulders. you struggle and thrash against his hold, but he doesn’t budge.

he throws you down on the bed, flicking the lights off. you keep shouting and yelling, but it doesn’t bother him at all.

before climbing in bed, he sends you a snarky remark. “it ain’t like i wanna be sleeping in the same bed as you either. shut your pretty mouth and sleep.” you huff, watching his figure climb into bed with no hesitation.

“your pure evil..” you turn your back to him, bringing your legs up more from the end of the bed.

“what was that?,” he leans into your ear, scooting closer by the second. you can feel warmth emitting from him.

“don’t touch me!”

“shut it and keep still. unless ya wanna fall and get an injury on that pretty face of yours.” he snakes his arm around your waist, bringing both your bodies closer.

his body spoons your own while you attempt to push his arm away. but you're soon to stop as he whispers a few complaints of his own.

“all this movement—it’s a lot of friction against-“

“okay! i quit!”

© 3xen

[vividvivy]

Intro + Rules!

♡︎; INTRO

Hello, my name is Vivy! This multifandom blog is for my Character X Reader fanfiction, so please feel free to leave any requests. A thing about me is that English is not my first language, so if you see any errors that make my sentences ungrammatical, please call me out on them so I can fix them. I also take constructive criticism. 

♡︎ ��� RULES!

Fandoms I write for:

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Blue Lock

Twisted Wonderland

Mobile Legends: Bang Bang

I also write for "Honkai Impact 3rd" and "Ensemble Stars!!" but since I haven't played both games in a very long time, my brain isn't refreshed and I'm not updated with the new storylines, so whether I take requests on them or not depends on my stock knowledge...

My Rules:

I DON'T write Character x Character.

I DON'T write smut but I'm ok with slightly suggestive stuff!

I will NOT write anything illegal and immoral.

My Writing Style:

SCENARIOS, HEADCANONS, series

I write PLATONIC, ROMANTIC, ANGST

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politely begging for friends..

[kirai0daisy]

Henlo! So I'd like to ask something of my favourite blorbo, Zhask!

Maybe... something fluff in relation to how many god awful food puns he makes.

IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAİTİNG I WAS SO BUSY PLEASE FORGİVE ME 😭

Zhask X (gender is your choice)!Reader Headcanons

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!Warnings: ANGST, THİNGS ABOUT BLOOD, WARS ETC. PLEASE DONT READ THİS İF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WİTH THOSE

Not really warnings: Fluff, Soft-side, comforting

• ZHASK knows you from the very start of the Kastiyan's terrors.

• He is not a man for to fall in love that much fast, he needs time. A lot time- but since Kastiyan's are immortal (:cant die) he haved his a lot time and finally felled(?) in love with you.

• It would be a lie if you said you didnt haved feelings for Zhask,

but you are smart enaugh to not show/tell it to him/someone else.

• 'Cuz real bad things would happen if someone know that.

• How did you guys became a couple? Well after a long time, Zhask falled in love with your fighting style, your smartness(/battle intelligence), your personality and etc.

• So he becams more soft to you. At least when nobodys around. And one day when he called out for you. And you couldnt help but think, did you did something wrong? Did you maked him angry??

• What you didnt know was it was wayyy quite opposite. He just asked you what you feel for him and you said things like 'his strongness, his leadership and etc.' but you both know this is was not everything.

• So Zhask maybe a little bit rather roughfully maked you said everything you feel for him "I.. Like everything about you. I know ım just a warrior that fighting above your leadership but feelings cant controlled..." after some seconds of silence, you continue "Im really sorry for feeling this way, I'll accept everything as punishme-" the words Zhask said shocked you "Alright I accept your date offer but anyone will.not know about this. Alright?" You looked at him shocked but then come to your senses "Alright le-" "Zhask. Or any-thing-else in closed doors"

•After yall became a couple that no one knows both you guys life turned into more.. Colorfull.

• Like every-other-else you are one of the Kastiyan's after all

and uour duty is simple; just fight with other planets, kill people and take their home. Simple as that, right?

• It's not like you have another choice anyways, but still this is your duty. But you cant help the little bit of guilt and sadness whenever you take someone's innocent life.

• But whenever you do that, Zhask will be wait to comfort you. His arms are always open to hug you when he sees the sadness in your eyes.

• Homever he literally hates PDA (:Means affection (hugging, kissing, holding hands and etc.) something like that) So he wont hug you in open-public. This does not means he wont comfort you by the words till you guys are out there.

• Anyone cant hear his words of affection tho, he only says it aloud for you to hear. And when you guys go to closed doors, he will make his awful jokes. Like plz. I know this man is trying to make you laugh but what are theses jokes 💀

• Not only I realizs that after request, he would really make awful jokes. İts literally canon. This man doesnt know anything about funny-ness(???) so his attempt to make you laugh is not how good his joke is, how awfully bad his joke is.

• "What does a nosey pepper do? It gets jalapeño business" He doesnt either knows if its funny or not. He just.. Says it. You dont know where Zhask found those jokes from tho- he says its a secret. And he says jokes in a veryy monotone tone. So the reason why you are laughing is not how funny his joke is, how awful the joke is and how he sounds like.

• But It doesnt matter to him if his jokes are awful. The thing matter to him is your laugh. Your sweet little laugh that makes him butterflies in his stomach and also makes him smile too.

• Even if you tell him to stop he will just say more because you are laughing "Pff- Cant you at least tell me a better joke?" "Theres only one thing thats better than a good joke: a joke so bad that it’s good" and you will just laugh at how awful his jokes are.

This man can race with Cyno bc of how bad their jokes are- Idk who would win tho..

• He doesnt think about his bloody-messed past when he is with you. You are like a relaxed music to him after a tired day, listening while laying. Yes you really make him feel that much nice. You are his everything.

• So why wont he say jokes even if they are really bad that can make a fish drown in the sea because of how much they laughed and water got their lungs-...... You didnt read that but what Im trying to say is he doesnt care what he is doing or saying if he got to see/listen your smile/laugh.

• The thing matter to him is.. You<3

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Cyno:

And my dear Hoshino Ai gif again<3

Please take care of yourselfs! And I hope yall have a nice day :3 Im taking any kind of requests so please dont shy to say any of it<3

[a-regular-ol-pill]

Heyyy! I just found your blog and read all your works, I love your writing. Can I have a Ling x fem!reader NSFW scenario that Ling has his first time with reader? Thank you!

"Visit again next time?"

Mobile Legends; Bang Bang

Pairing; Ling, You.

!! NSFW 18+ !!

Requested? Yes.

Want to request? Click here.

Want a more direct link? Click here.

Warning(s); Male masturbation, Handjob, Teasing, Grinding, A bit of swearing, NSFW content.

Word Count; N/A

Second Person Perspective.

Pronouns used for reader: 'She', 'Her', etc...

Prompt;

"You regularly visit the Oriental Warriors. Each time you do, you bring Ling a feeling that can't sit right in his stomach."

The way to where the Oriental Warriors lived and trained in, was tough, but managable enough for you to reach it every weekend. Every time you went back, you'd count the days impatiently. The second it turned midnight on Friday, you were out the door and sneaking away from the camp you stayed in. Of course, you had a reason as to why you visit a place where they're training warriors to fight againts evil. You're a former caretaker of Chang'e, and had taken care of her when The Great Dragon started to take a liking to her cheery and adorably energetic personality.

Even when The Great Dragon had let you go, you still felt entitled to take care of them. Somewhat like a mother figure, as you stayed by and helped them in every way possible. Throughout the years, your visits became scarce, and you were eternally grateful to be able to visit every weekend. The warriors there were familiar when you come up in their conversations, because Chang'e doesn't stop running her mouth about how much she wanted you to be her mother!

Things like; "She's the best! She even helps me pick carrots for my bunny, Jade!", and "Her stories that she makes up are so cool! A princess fighting a bad guy because she wants to be a warrior!" Basically, she just repeats everything in different words. But can you even be mad at her? Her puppy dog eyes will drive you insane if you even dare think about scolding her for doing something wrong. Wanwan too talked about you, a lot when you were brought up. You were a big sister to eveyone! Well, everyone except Ling.

It's not because he hated you. He adored you, heck, he loved you! He just hates the fact that everytime he sees you, a different kind of adoration washes over his mind. And it doesn't help him sort it out. At all. He keeps having to avoid meeting your eye from across the room, just to keep his heart beating at a normal speed. He could have a conversation with you... if your voice wasn't so beautiful. Ling was desperate to hear your voice whining, he pumps his cock faster to the thought of you squeezing around him when he fucks you. Oh, how he so badly wanted you to visit at midnight and ride him until he-

"Ling! Right here, open the window and let me in!" Your voice surprised him, he jumped up from his position and quickly tucked away his twitching cock back in his boxers. Thank god the moon was covered with clouds, or else you would've seen him touching himself to the thought of you. "Just a moment.." He whispered, carefully climbing up the bed and opening the neatly crafted window to let you crawl in. You were about to fall after your upper body trampled down the opening, but Ling caught you, and gently shakes his head in disapproval. Well, he should have been shaking his head when he was masturbating, but whatever.

Your hand rubbed the back of your neck once he put you down on his bed. You scanned the room and looked back at him with a sheepish smile. "Hehe.. sorry. Were you about to sleep? I can make tea if you weren't. I didn't mean to come too soon.." What an obvious lie. You practically sprinted your life off just to reach the god damn place! Even Ling knew it after seeing the small beads of sweat fall down your neck. Shit, had he been staring? If so, he was lucky you didn't notice. "No.. I couldn't. Tea would be nice, though." He answered after prying his eyes away from your body.

With a huge smile. You hopped off and within a few minutes, came back with yours, and his favorite type of tea. The small spoons that Wanwan made with Chang'e looked so cute, you couldn't resist placing it next to the cups just because it matches! While you placed the tray down on the small table in the middle of the room, Ling was suddenly award of the small puddle of pre-cum that had stained his futon. Along with the realization, came the uncomfortable feeling of his clothes rubbing againts his still, somehow, hard erection..

He immediately slapped a hand over his mouth, causing you to look up at him with a worried look on your face. "You okay? Are you dizzy? You're shaking.." You pointed out, standing up to check his temperature. His skin was burning to the touch. "I'm okay-." He tried to brush it off, but you weren't buying it. "I shouldn't have asked. You're really sick." Your voice was laced in humor, but really, you were worried for him. Who knows what kind of punishment he'll receive if he missed training. You certainly knew what.

Without anymore arguing, you made him sit down, moved the table close to him, and basically forced him to drink his tea. If you let his stubbornness build up, it'll be nearly impossible for you to make him do something he doesn't like. Though the way you acted towards his 'sickness' was rough, Ling couldn't help but admire while you went on about how he'll get in so much trouble if he misses training. Eventually, the tea was all consumed, and both of you were just chatting mindlessly.

The more time that passed by, the more you noticed how he sometimes turned away and places his palm againts his lap. Ling's voice was more ragged, and he soon avoided turning back to you entirely. "Ling?" You called, noticing the thick air of tension as he shifted and pressed his hand harder againts his thighs. That's when you finally inspected his futon and noticed the stain on his bed. He swallowed after the long silence, you'd figured it out. At least, you had part of it proven right. The rest were just question marks until he tells you if it's true.

The silence was unbearable, but both of you couldn't bring yourselves to talk. Your relationship was literally a walking 'just friends' type of thing, of course neither of you could talk. It would ruin the slow progress of your ever growing relationship. Well, you only live once. You gently pulled him into a hug once you got close to him, sure, it took him by surprise. But it was a nice surprise, that made him relax his body because of the comfort you'd provided him with. "I didn't know you felt that way." You muttered, not letting go of him when he tried to pull away.

He lowered his head, full of shame as he slowly released the pressure on his thigh. A small gasp of pain escaping his lips when more blood rushed to his cock from the lost of pressure. He was about to apply pressure again, but you took his hand and rested your chin on his shoulder. "Can I? You're not the only one feeling that way, you know." Ling could feel his face turn red when he subconciously nodded to your question. He was so used to agreeing to what you say, he hadn't noticed you were 'helping' him, until it was too late.

You've already taken hold of his hand and started rubbing his crotch area. And damn did it feel good to have you stroking him instead of his hand. His head leaned back againts your shoulder as you went on, your heart literally threatening to shoot out from your chest because of the bold action you were doing. You were sexually touching your longtime crush for— Who knows how long! It might've been a whole decade if you've been friends for a longer period of time. Two years, to be exact. Two years of not being able to confess your feelings, that is.

Maybe you should break the silence? He's been keeping his noises in since you started rubbing him harder, perhaps you should be able to induce him to let it out? "Ling, c'mon. Say something so I know you're still with me." You whisper, stopping your movements and making him gasp and close his eyes shut from the lack of attention, yet again. The silence that followed made you sigh. You traced circles on his back and continued pleading, only this time. You slipped your hand down and pulled down both of his lower clothes in one go. "You know, I'm not gonna continue this if you aren't gonna answer me."

Ling's eyes grew wide once the cold air hit his cock. You were the definition of gold and bold... minus the immodest part at least, because you started to trace your thumb on his slit. His tip twitched at the bare contact. No one had ever touched him before, only he, himself had. While the slightest touch and stroking continued, he couldn't hold back any longer, and let his mouth open, and his eyes close. The sound he let out made it almost impossible to not want to listen to it again. Your fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, then you started stroking him.

Ling could swear he felt heaven when the warmth of your hand collided, and tightened around his cock. The long strokes and gentle rubs on his tip brought him to the edge faster than he had ever done before. And soon enough, long ropes of cum dripped out from his cock— your name being present in his lips while you helped him ride out his inevitable orgasm. His hips kept rutting upwards, and overstimulating himself when you weren't paying attention. You were more attracted to his uneven breathing and light whimpers. Who wouldn't be, really? He's that one pretty boy who's dead silent until something peaks his interest. So this? This was a chance to memorize the moment perfectly.

You stopped stroking him after you made sure he's spent, and burried your face in his neck. Ling cleared his throat and looked back at you. Surely, you know how suggestive your position looked, right? Both of you enjoyed the shared body warmth, then Ling turned around to look at you. You gave him a smile when he did, and his heart fluttered at the action. "We already finished this.. but do you wanna take it a step further?" He asked you, shyly avoiding your doe-eyed look. "Step further how?" You ask, teasing him while he panics and look away from you even more. A lighthearted laugh escaped your lips as he acted like a flustered highschool boy, talking to his crush.

After a moment of teasing him, you stopped. Crawling over to him and stradding his lap. Ling turned red from how your crotch was so close to his now hard cock once more. "I'm kidding, of course I do. But are you sure you want to?" He looked at you hesitantly, but thought back to the erotic scene he had made up before you visited him. Well, surprised him to be more precise. He swallowed the lump in his throat and kissed you straight on the lips— Not even moments later, you found yourself making out with him, legs on either side of his waist as you grind againts his cock.

Your mouths were tightly pressed together while your tongues passionately switled around each other. The boiling in your core slowly appeared and grew as the grinding continued. Both of your moans were swallowed in the passionate session, the room became hotter the more time it went on, and after pulling away— with a strand of saliva connecting your lips. He helped you shimmy your pants off, then your underwear before pressing the tip close to your entrance. His breath hitched at the realization, and stopped you before going too far.

"You're.. we're both inexperienced. Are you even okay with me taking your virginity?" He asks, sitting up and wrapping his arms around your waist. You giggle slightly at what he said. "If you're inexperienced, I'm taking your virginity as well. We're both receiving and giving. It's pretty fair to me." You told him, waiting for an answer, while waiting however. You could feel the warmth of his cock below your entrance, you were desperate as well. You wanted so badly to slam your hips down, but you knew the pain and consequence that might happen if you overstep his boundaries.

"Okay. But call out if it hurts, okay? I don't want to be the one that cause you physical pain.." He finally speaks up, you nodded and stroked him one last time before lowering your hips, his tip broke the tight entrance of your pussy, then both of you groaned out in pleasure. Even though the pain sucked, you sucked it up and kept lowering yourself until you felt full. He fully bottomed out inside you, and he sighed deeply and pushed your hips down to grind againts his pelvis. The friction and pulsing of both of your pleasure caused you two to moan out. But the loud volume quickly caused the two of you to shut up.

The grinding resumed, and Ling couldn't be anymore dizzy from your pussy surrounding his cock. You were the same as well, being obsessed with the soft pulses, and twitching of his cock inside you. Never once did you feel so full inside, except for that one time that you stuffed your face with Baxia's oddly excellent, and delicious cooking. You were full and content then, now you felt the same at this very moment. But better, in some way. He almost forgot how to talk, until you started lifting your hips up. The strangled, but quiet cry he let out after you pushed your hips back down sounded like a beautiful melody.

You repeated the motion, again and again, until you started doing it subconsciously. Your head stayed next to Ling's, both of your labored breathing being heard as the movement stimulated you to feel the lust flowing through your heart. You could practically feel the pulse on his cock when you bottom him out inside of you, and each time you do. You brought both of you closer to the edge of a very huge orgasm. He took your face in his hands and kissed you deeply, thrusting his hips up into you, barely letting you take control of the pace as he swallowed every single moan you let out.

He might as well pull away from your lips, because the floor was becoming flimsy from the rough pace he picked up. He kept pumping, and thrusting his hips up so his cock could fill you up again and again. Both of your minds were hazy with lust as he started rubbing your clit. The friction making your eyes roll back, and the constant clench you were doing around him making his cock twitch constantly.

At this point... you should just ride him until the whole night and next day passes by. You have the whole weekend to build your relationship, after all.

I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3

[staarcrxssed]

//fandom: mobile legends: bang bang

//pairing: ling x reader

hsjdjjs something something first kiss with ling.

his lips are gentle but wanting, pressing deeper and deeper. his hands are calloused from years of outdoor work, mapping your face with his fingers. his vibrant eyes are shut, a humming desire melting through his veins like lava.

only the moon and her heavenly handmaidens hear your whispered confessions; passionate, giggled "i love you"s under starry, moonlit sky.

[dxmoness]

“Saintess?” The demon of a man before you coos as he comes closer. He seemed so innocent, his feigned innocence made your skin crawl.

His silken robes are splattered with blood, the same blood of your fellow saints. You couldn't even bear to look into his eyes. Estes stood there, watching you tremble like a leaf in the wind. A dark, wicked grin is on his face while his eyes are full on black with purple pupils.

What was once the sleeping king of the elves was now one possessed and controlled by the demons who have overwhelmed the temple's regions.

A step then another was made as he inched closer towards your shaking figure. Your hands are clasped together for you had been in prayer. And yet when he realized this, he only did so much as laugh.

“How adorable of you to think that the gods can hear you pray and give you help at a time like this...” He continues to step closer while he practically purrs those words. “Need not worry, my darling saintess. I’m not going to hurt you.” He finally reached you, leaning down so he can caress your soft supple skin.

You flinch when his fingers make contact with your skin, cringing with disgust. It took every bit of your willpower not to wrench his hand away from your face.

“W-What do you want from me?” You demand, trying to act tough and failing miserably in doing so. You're still trembling and your voice shakes as you speak. Not to mention, it was very faint and weak due to your fright.

He graces you with a laugh as he continues stroking your cheek, his index finger lifting your chin so that you could meet his fearsome gaze. “I want you.” His answer was so simple and so straightforward. It made you shudder.

Why so? Why you of all people? Sure, you were supposed to ascend to the position of high priestess when the time is right but now that this has occured that time will never happen. This made your heart sink but you remind yourself that the Moon Gods made this happen.

“Why?” You croak out, tears filling your eyes as you feel so scared and pressured to stay right here with him. But he gently wipes those tears away and stares at you with his eyes that filled with you with horror. Those eyes... They looked horrifying, yet strangely had some sort of comforting message in them.

He shakes his head and doesn't answer anymore. Instead he stands, stays there for a moment and then surprises you by dragging you by the hair.

You shriek in pain as your arms flail, trying to free yourself from his unhindered grip. A futile attempt. You find yourself being dragged to the body of the once high priest. His eyes are milky white as his corpse lay there, blood oozing clearly from the mark that travelled from his stomach to his neck.

Your eyes fill with tears once more, you can't bear to look anymore. You shut them tightly, trying not to cry but also trying not to vomit from the stench of blood and body fluids that fills the air.

“Look. The high priest is dead, your time has come to ascend.” Estes’ voice is void of any emotion as he pulls you back by the hair harshly. “I said look.” His voice made you shake your head as you begin sobbing uncontrollably.

“Look or I will make you.” This is his last warning. His voice implies it. You sniffle as your eyes fly open in fear of him doing worse than he already is. The combination of the gruesome sight of the high priest's dead body and the stench that emitted from it made bile start coming up from your stomach.

“Please...no more.” You beg him to not let you look any longer. He nods, satisfied by your obedience and drops you. Your body falls in between the dead, your feet and hands scrambling to get yourself up.

He stands by you, watching. As if he waits for you to do something that annoys or infuriates him. You don't say anything though which gains a rather satisfied smirk from him. His hand moves to grab your hair again, reeling you back so you can face him instead of the bodies around you.

“It will be like this from now on. You will obey my orders, and if you fail well...” He gestures to the bodies piled up around them. “I will drag you back here so you can reflect on your misdeeds.”

You sniffle as you nod, remaining silence for your own safety. He smiles eeriely as he motions you to follow him.

The sky is blood red outside and there are the audible cries of the moon elves fighting for victory against their opponents, the demons. The fight is failing. The king only smiles at that. You can only pray that it doesn't get worse than this.

➷ ( notes ) — no tags at the moment so I'll just give a little insight on this. I thought of making a fic about Estes falling into the hands of the demons and him being controlled by them, now being in the dark side instead of light. Thank you all for reading fully, if you did! If you'd like to be tagged via ask, comment or message. See you in the next fic, thank you for reading! ❀

➷ ( characters ) — estes, mobile legends. ❀

[kikiwooo]

Hello, I was wondering if you could do some yandere headcanons fo Xavier, only if you can think of something of course.

yandere xav...damn. Also, sorry for being kinda dead-

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notes; yandere xav, gn reader

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Yandere Xavier who hides his obsession with you quite well, he can't let himself be discovered now can he? He hides it so good you don't even get the suspicion of him taking a like to you since he doesn't let anyone get past his shoulder.

Yandere Xavier who slightly scared himself with how deep his obsession was. He can't spend a day without hearing your voice or seeing you in person. Melissa slightly get the suspicion of the attention that given you by Xavier himself.

Oh you missed breakfast time because you overslept? No worries Xavier already got you a plate. Even if you're skilled than Xavier, he doesn't accept this fact and forces you to stay near him(literally at his ass) whenever fights occur. You can also swear that you even saw someone's silhouette before going to bed or waking up at the middle of the night for whatever reason, you could only hope that it's your mind tricking you.

Xavier knows that he's attractive, however, he doesn't take the first step. Waiting you to do it, and if you don't, you better believe he has quite the plans to make you confess to him. This also includes being tied to him with a chain. Whatever you like it or not.

Other times, wanting to fell you close to him would become too much for Xavier and he'd corner you in dark alleys and pin you against the wall while breathing down heavily, but he wouldn't do anything just seeing you up so close..is more than enough to him.

[mistirimoose]

Stuck ⌑ Dyrroth x Fem!Reader

warning: making out summary: you and Dyrroth were hiding in the bushes from the enemies, but it eventually led to something more than that.

Pls what I'm surprised to see the amount of notes this one got since this was my very first time but tysm!

Somewhere in the battlefield, beside the tall bushes, were you and Dyrroth. And unfortunately, you two were now fighting some minions of the opposite team.

So far, there were no enemies around. The last time you recalled, half of them were already wiped out. So you were safe. At least, that's what you thought.

Suddenly, you heard the sound of cables, signaling that Fanny was coming.

There were no problems with that... if she were an ally.

Her cables pulled her towards you and Dyrroth.

She spun in the air. Two long swords in her hands.

You ducked out of the way, but she succeeded in leaving a small cut on Dyrroth's arm, which you hadn't noticed.

Fortunately, it wasn't so deep, as he managed to avoid her full attack.

Then came Franco's hook, heading in his direction.

Distracted by Fanny, he didn't notice the hook.

Thinking quickly, you pushed him out of the way into the tall bushes, causing you to knock into his brawny chest as you landed on top of him.

You lifted your head, noticing the cut from one of Fanny's swords.

"Are you okay?" You asked.

He responded with a groan.

You noticed the position you were in, and you tried separating from it.

You pressed your hands onto the stiff ground he was lying on as he was stuck between your arms, lifting yourself up.

You cautiously began to get off of him. But throughout this, the bushes you two were in kept rustling.

He noticed this and forced your body back down. Your body landed with his right thigh between both of yours, increasing tension.

"Agh!" A sound escaped your mouth as your body landed. "Why-"

"Shh," he shushed you as his eyebrows furrowed, indicating seriousness. "Stop talking! You're going to expose us," he whisper-yelled.

You felt awkward being in your current position, but you can't deny that it did make you feel... something.

You turned your head behind to see a group of shadows. It was assumable to be the other team's. You were sure they heard the rustling of your movement in the bush.

You heard a muffled voice from outside suggest, "Maybe they went into the bushes?"

Out of nervousness, you turned your head back.

Your face instantly met with Dyrroth's, who stared into your eyes with a look on his face that threatened you not to make any more sounds.

This contact made you feel a little shy, with a growing mix of embarrassment.

The position you two were stuck in was building up the tension in the atmosphere. To which the demon could undeniably feel.

You couldn't help but feel his hot breath tickling your skin, which sprinkled a tint of desire to your dense feeling, blooming something inside of you. You were blushing, and he knew it.

You were nervous, and he liked that.

He loved the feeling of the fast beating of your heart, your agitated face, your body on top of his, his knee pressed between your thighs; he loved them all.

You couldn't move away from him to get into a more...friendly position, for the leaves of the bushes rustles easily, which could alert the other team.

You avoided his gaze at all costs, looking anywhere else.

The ongoing tension was interrupted by a voice outside the bushes.

"C'mon guys, let's go."

And with those words, the shadows left, with multiple footsteps which were heard fading.

You two stayed silent for a couple minutes in a burning silence. Not moving a single inch.

You cleared your throat. "I think the coast is clear now."

You stood up and were about to leave, but his cold fingers gripped your hand and pulled it back down. Making you roughly fall onto him again.

"Na-a-ah," he said in a teasing tone. "Where do you think you're going?"

His back was lifted from the ground with your hand still in his grip.

He raised a finger to lift your chin as his face leaned closer to your ear. "After all, you started all of this. Didn't you?"

His voice turned into a raspy one. One that was full of desire and wonder. A different kind of wonder.

By now, you two had forgotten everything that had happened, too focused on the current scene.

Your breath somewhat hitched upon hearing his words. Was it out of fear? Surprise? Or perhaps...excitement?

He noticed your eyes were lingering elsewhere.

This time, he brought his whole hand to your chin, directing it to his face.

"Hey, don't look anywhere else. I want to see your eyes on me."

Your face heated up, along with the aura around you two. It felt as if the sky had turned red with tension.

You then unexpectedly felt his lips connect with yours.

It took you by surprise, but you eventually melted into the kiss as butterflies flew around your stomach.

He then parted his lips away from yours and looked at you.

"Look at you, all pathetic and spoiled," he commented as he stared down at you. "You look so pretty right now."

You responded by softly tugging at him, wanting more.

He then responded by pressing his lips on yours once more. Except, this time, it was rough.

You deepened the kiss, making his mouth get more aggressive on yours.

Your hands started to tug and play with his hair, leading him to roam his hands under your shirt, massaging your waist, feeling every single part of it.

Your eyes opened, and you whimpered at the shocked feeling of his glacial hands on your skin. It was as if his hands were made of ice.

"You don't know how greatly I've been craving this, [Name]..."

The sound of your whimpering provoked him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You pushed his upper body down to the ground as your legs intertwined with his legs.

Your hands that were previously in his hair made their way to his horns, tugging them softly.

The tugging on his horns undoubtedly made him lust for more and more.

With all the lustfulness within him, he switched his position to be above you, rolling you onto the ground and pinned you down, thrusting his tongue almost into your throat, pulling it back in and out while roaming it inside your mouth.

[chevrryz]

will be writing some mlbb fics soon since im so obsessed with the game rn

[3xen]

tending to them after a mission; aamon & hayabusa

n. wrote this out of sheer boredom, it was not an idea to dismiss.

c. formality, bandages/bandaging, sickness, use of ‘love’ multiple times

hayabusa

nightfall had quickly made its first appearance as you forge ahead towards hayabusa’s estate. you ensure you’ve brought your basket of supplies in your grasp by looking down at your hands, you could not afford forgetting any medical tool or ointment.

during his departure, hayabusa left in a haste. he spared no details about his mission. you didn’t press on the subject knowing it was disrespectful to distract any ninja on a journey, nonetheless a man of house. you decided it would be best to ignore the aching questions you had and wait for his arrival back at the scarlet shadow. 

the sight of tall hedges enter your line of sight, informing you that you were reaching closer. your nerves already jittering throughout your body, it was like meeting him for the first time again. 

you had yet to inform hayabusa about your visit, you hoped he’d at least be a little delighted to see you. hayabusa wasn’t a reckless fighter and he did not let his emotions deceive him while in combat, but he could get out of line sometimes. 

it was rare to ever be tending to his injuries. usually he’d come home unharmed and well but apparently he’d gone all out during this mission. he could be bloodied and beaten up now, or worse.

you drown those thoughts in thrill as you reach the entrance of the estate, being cautious as you step in. you know exactly where his room is, down the hall pass a few more rooms, marked with a protective tailsman. 

but instead of going straight to his room, you head toward the main room and pay respects to the shrine. it was a form of respect that honored the heart of the home. you knew hayabusa would do the same for you and your family. 

after paying your respects, you finally make your way towards his room, bowing to a few servants that pass by. your heart keeps panging in your chest, his room is right there! 

before even attempting to knock, you brush out your hair, straighten your yukata on the skirt and sleeves. you apply a little more gloss to your lips and fix your posture. 

“haya? it’s me, are you-“ 

“_____? come in.” you slide the door open, proceeding to take a few light steps into his room. your head hanging low, you slip your feet out of your sandals and carefully place them next to his. 

you slowly start to raise your head, stealing a glance at his form. until his eyes finally meet yours. you shift under his gaze, instantly rushing to his side apace. examining his state further, one can tell he’s obviously uncomfortable. 

“haya, are you alright? you wouldn’t mind tea would you?” his posture seems to soften as you suggest tea. he shakes his head, allowing you to grab the handle of the tea kettle sitting on the table in his room. 

you grab a few tea packets, dropping them in the liquid of the tea kettle. you hoped hayabusa didn’t mind the company, or would he rather be alone now? tea, and that was it? you're too preoccupied perfecting the tea, you don’t notice as he heavily tenses behind you. 

he clears his throat and you whip your gaze to him. did you do something wrong? you purse your lips, nerves on edge. 

“my shoulder.. it’s my shoulder.” he plainly admits, avoiding any contact between your eyes. you keep quiet, instead, sliding over to his side. he shifts mostly on his right side, indicating exactly where his injury was. your hands drag along his elbow, up to his shoulder to the hem of his yukata, eventually pulling it down with caution. 

he lets out a quiet groan, as your hands smoothly pull down the right side of his yukata. you decided you would ignore his cries of discomfort and instead focus on bandaging him up properly. 

the bandages, of course, looked horrid. it was wrapped poorly, starting from his left pec down to his abdomen. it hadn’t been rewrapped for days.

you began the unwrapping process. already, the bruises started to form of a blueish-purple hue. you're sure to be careful during the process, his body was tight enough. if he’s moving around too much, it is certain to become worse. 

“did that man deserve your time?” 

“he threatened you.” 

it was something new to hear, a small medical ninja like you? being the talk of the lands? oh no.

“kept spitting insults at you. i would never allow someone like him to make such comments about my wife.” you sigh, hayabusa was on a roll tonight. you’d like to shut him up with a smart remark, but his injuries needed care for. 

“said the times of medical ninjas were over, do you not feel enraged as you hear those words?” you scoop a bit of ointment onto your fingers from the metal tiny tin, applying loads of ointment on his chest where dark hues were becoming more visible. 

“infact, no.” you reply, still engrossed more into his injuries. you continue applying ointment to his splendid build and he doesn’t seem to mind at all. 

“are you sure he insulted me? or you?” 

“he got through your head, love. i thought you said no emotions on the battlefield.” you tighten the lid around the metal tin, placing it aside and moving to the next procedure. he frowns in his stance, shaking his head in disapproval. 

“i suppose you are right love.. just the thought of seeing that atrocious man once more irks me.” you unravel the newly roll of bandages and position yourself sitting in front of him.

smiling, “falling in love.. is something foolish. we do terrible things for the people we love.”

aamon

you had informed all nurses to head back to their stations, this day specifically. the maids gossiped, and gossiped. so you could only assume word spread around here quick. aamon the duke of house paxley was being bedridden because of his latest mission. arriving back from yours aswell, your natural drive led you to head straight towards his quarters.

“oh aamon! are you in here by any chance?” he hears your voice chime through the wide walls and tall ceiling. he couldn’t be more overjoyed to see you. you had gone on a mission for what felt like ages. he was cooped up in his room without any company, even gusion refused to keep him company for a while!

“oh, my pretty girl.”

“you don’t look too handsome yourself.” at this point, his eye bags were heavier than you had ever seen them. he, overall, looked exhausted. you were extremely worried about him, it was a great thing you’d ever even think about cutting your mission short.

“how are you feeling?”

“fine, im taking it easy on my body.” you sit on the side of his bed, thinking of ways to get him feeling just a little better.

you abruptly stood up, marching toward the bathroom then out the double doors to his room. aamon was quite unsure of your actions, simply watching with curious eyes.

you come back shortly with a rag in hand and a bowl of soup. he looks unimpressed, but still complies as you order him to sit up

“valentina mentioned something about being prone to sickness in the paxley family.”

“what?”

“eat.” you bring a spoonful of chicken soup to his lips. he refuses the spoon and pushes it away from his lips.

“im okay _____, really. why don’t you get some rest?” aamon dodges your request by all means. he would like to not have worried you. he was informed you indeed made it back safely. but him being bedridden and all was no way of a ruler of his country. nor was it anything to bother you with. aamon knew you were tired yourself. he was not worth discarding sleep.

“what nonsense are you on about?” you were determined to nurse him back to health, whether he made a fuss about it or not.

“did you miss me?”

“perhaps.” forcing the spoon in his mouth, he hesitantly accepts it. you smile at his cooperation. your hands go for the wet rag and set it gently atop his forehead.

“now, please rest. our stories will have to wait for later, love.” aamon’s body relaxes at your words.

“im fine love. can you just accompany me for today?” he whines, tugging on the hem of your shirt.

“your hands are cold.” you mutter with a smile on your face. slipping under the covers with his hands wrapped around your waist.

it sealed your fate whenever you climbed into bed with him, who knew how long you were going to be here. you wished you could have prepared better if you knew of this.

“you won’t keep me for too long will you?” aamon nuzzled into your chest, ignoring all your remarks. he was comforted by your words. even if you were teasing.

“you were gone far too long. i sat in this empty room for days.”

“im sorry, i was lonely myself,”

“you were my only concern.”

© 3xen

[vividvivy]

HELLO VIVY!!!! I WISH THAT YOUR WORK WILL GET THE LOVE IT DESERVES! It's nice to see you here! <3 Congratulations!

I was just gonna ask if you have any headcanons about Fredrinn from mlbb? If you don't know anything about him its no problem you dont need to answer, most of the players are not interested in him 😭

THE HEADCANON CAN BE ABOUT ANYTHING! Anything you have in your mind! (Theres no enough content about him im hungry) HAVE A NICE DAYYY (*´︶`*)ฅ♡

Notes: Aaaah my first MLBB request omggg!! But fr!! Fredrinn is such an amazing character, it's such a pity that most aren't too interested in him :( Also, the layout is so ugly oh my gosh.

Character: Fredrinn Vance

Genre/Type: Headcanons

Fredrinn Vance

Fredrinn is a man known for being an excellent appraiser. He is capable of determining the worth of something with just a quick glimpse. 

He is also known for his realistic and candid behaviour.

May appear scary to most, but in reality, he's really goofy and impulsive with people he's close to!!

Would call you up saying he has an amazing idea, but it's the stupidest, riskiest, and most unnecessary mission he planned for funsies.. There's actually something to gain in it but he's gonna GATEKEEP THE LIVING SH*T OUT OF IT AND HE'LL BE REALLY CHEAP WHEN COMPENSATING YOU

Actually pretty nice and socialises, but he scares people when he "looks for friends."

By nice, I meant he'd do you lots of favours, but he'd count every single one of them, and you'd end up owing him a lot since he also added an interest that you were also not made aware of.

^ Remember the time he helped you pick up something you dropped? Yeah, that wasn't for free. Yep, no, nuh-uh, you owe him now.

His views and morals are pretty complex.

Is against House Vance's greediness, but at the same time, he also likes having money and property. 

If you actually ask him for something, he's only down if the money's ready.

Sometimes he actually acts decent, though, and will get you something or do something for you without charging you a month's worth of rent. 

^ Kinda rare tho

I don't know about you guys, but I feel like he'd be the type to think he's smart and "act smart," when in reality he's unironically one of the dumbest dumbfucks to roam the world.

His fridge is almost empty and he has weird eating habits.

He thinks he's hot shit when, in reality, he's a goofy hypocrite at times..

Wants to be serious and promotes seriousness, but would dogshow and embarrass you in front of people for his own entertainment. 

He sometimes, unironically, does the strawberry cow skip. LMFAO I'M SORRY FOR THIS ONE

Once tripped while trying to walk cool when he was younger.

His jokes have such bad timing that it makes your head hurt sometimes. 

VERY DRAMATIC, THINKS EVERYTHING HAS A HIDDEN MEANING AND THAT PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO BEEF WITH HIM. 😭

[i-tangerine-i]

i need advice

good day everyone!

I here wanted to create a bot on Terizlu in the character.ai website!

And I'm not very good at writing a character, I didn't want the writers to suffer from my eternal questions about Terizla, so I tried to create his bot.

But it seems to me that I'm not writing his character well enough, can you give me some advice on this?

The pictures show my attempts to talk to him, can you read them please? maybe the bot is similar in character?

//if you notice mistakes SORRY!!! I use a translator. I wish you all a good day ;) //