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Xavier Thorpe - Take my hands

Warnings: Mention of burial, dark humor(like at one place), overall fluff, scratches

Words: 1.8k

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Trope/Context: Reader is antisocial, not related to Wednesday Addams, but is the MC (storyline modified), Childhood friends to lovers <3, slowburn (A/N: One of my favorite tropes lmao, enjoy!)

Black settled into my room. Not the usual morning sunshine.

Rain and clouds.

Ever since I got to this school, nature has been turning darker and darker everyday. My own room, shared with dear Enid feels even more hollow than usual.

“You have to wake up, Y/N!”

“Yes Enid, you could wake up the dead with that perfume you spray on everyday.” I replied snarky.

“Rude.” I watched her get out of the room after I took off the covers from me.

I liked her, maybe it was a secret to anyone in my life, but I do like her. She is nice. Probably the nicest person you could ever meet that doesn’t kill people for fun.

My visions have been more intense recently. Anything I touch makes me afraid that I will discover something about it. It is scary; that pleasant feeling of being touched by a live wire, but not every minute of everyday.

For some obscure reason, I could not get a certain person out of my head.

Not Enid, you may ask, but a certain seer.

Xavier.

It is not for the usual teenage gossip type of thinking. He is my prime suspect as of whom the beast may be. The Hyde. The hidden Jekyll.

Everything about his behaviour, timing, thinking seems to fit so perfectly. Too perfectly.

“Thing. Please write something to you know who. Don’t make it cheesy. Make it brief.”

I turned my head to look at Thing only to ear a thumbs up from him. Well, that may be good enough to talk to a hand.

As I walked to go to class, that darkness felt even more closer. Like it was following me from behind my back. It felt like a tick was tickling my brain, to try and tell me something.

I arrived in class, only to find Xavier sketching something in his book. I approached silently only to find him adding shading to a cello.

My cello.

My instrument.

My brain cannot deal with this right now.

“Hi Y/N, always a pleasure seeing you around.” Xavier turned around, offering me a warm smile. That turned something in a stomach. Good? Bad? Weird?

I’ll take weird.

“Felt inspired by my serenade?” I offered him my signature glare, looking over his shoulder to see his drawing.

“Truly inspiring.” He turned back to his drawing, leaving me behind him.

Those scratches on his neck, so curious. No wonder he is my primary subject.

“Stop glaring and sit down. I don’t bite.” He whispered. I snapped out of my mind, sat down besides him.

“I do like biting.” He looked up from his drawing, my Y/E/C eyes. His beautiful green eyes. He smirked a little bit before Ms. Thornhill started her class.

I don’t know what I was supposed to feel. How I was supposed to feel. Yes, he is my prime suspect but he saved me from Rowan. He was always somewhere, lurking in the shadows. My shadow not longer felt like one.

[Flashback]

“Help! Please someone help!” I heard screams coming from the casket. Hell, did that boy’s godmother come back from hell?

That thing did not sound like a women. More like a boy. I moved around the purgatory only to find a big red button with STOP on it.

“Ridiculous.”  I pressed on it; the coffin stopped its way into the pit of fire. I opened the coffin only to find the boy. We were supposed to play hide and seek.  

“What are you doing in here? This isn’t a place to hide” Xavier looked up at me with weary eyes.

“I thought it was original. Thank you though.” He got out of the coffin, still towering me with his height.

“You lost.” A smirk appeared on my face and we both walked away to back out there.   

[Present, time skip]

I was wondering where Xavier had run to. He always abandons me for some random artistic calling of his. Thing appeared before me, updating me with some desperate news.

He handed me the note I had mention to give to Xavier.

Awn, Y/N Y/L/N has feelings for me.

Cute, though I know Thing wrote that.

Meet me in the cabin. 9 p.m.

Xavier

Weirdly, I felt my heart beat way faster than it normally should. I feel ill, not in a pleasant way, terrible ill way.

“I will end you, Thing.” He apologized immensely before pointing to something around the place.

He pointed the note, which looked like it was covered in some kind of dust. I did not look like dry paint or led dust. Ashes. How thoughtful.

He must know that I am suspicious of him; that I think he is the Hyde.

The darkness settled again, as if it was telling me that I was wrong; that my track was far from where I was headed. I pushed it away, snapped a glace at my clock only to find the time running fast. 8:51 p.m.

I have to go. Hopefully I make it out alive, and sane.

[Xavier’s art studio]

I knocked two times.

I’m hilarious, I’m aware.

“My favorite dead body has arrived!” He almost screamed as he opened the door.

He was wearing a red shirt, hair still damp and sweatpants low on his hips. As much as I hated to admit it, he had some sort of effect on me. I suddenly felt hot, uncomfortable in my own skin. I almost felt a smile creep up on my face.

“Tad bit dramatic.” I snarked, passing through him and the door. “I hope those weren’t you godmother’s ashes you sent.” His clean and fresh scent filled my head. Comforting.

He turned to me, closing the door behind him. He leaned on the door frame, crossed his thin long arms around his chest.

“Maybe, maybe not.” He looked at me dead in the eye. “What did you want to talk about?” The paintings surrounding me were dark and were all filled with the Hyde’s face. I had never actually been in here before but he caught me trying to get in.

“What is it of the Hyde that captivates you so, Xavier?” I turned around every wall to have a better look at his artistry.  

“I keep having dreams about it. The only way I can get it out is by drawing it, even if it ends up with me getting scratched by my own drawing.” I snapped around to look at him rubbing his neck. There were three long scratches along it. I had noticed.

“Do they hurt?” Is a question I never thought I would’ve asked in my entire life. He tilted his head, approached me softly. He towered me even more than I would’ve thought.

He bent down to whisper in my ear. “Why aren’t you asking if I did this to myself?” He bent a little; looking at me dead in the eye.

“You have no reason to do this to yourself. I know you.” His gaze softened.

“You don’t think I’m the Hyde, then?” Shoot. He figured it out.

He stayed right where he was and I did not give him the satisfaction of fear or yet defeat in my eyes.

“Prove me you're not the Hyde, Xavier. Tell me I’m wrong.” I almost pleated, blinking endlessly.

“How can I prove this to you, Y/N? You are stubborn yet so deep into your theories.”

“Where were you when Eugene was attacked? If you tell me, you were here, and not wondering in the middle of the forest, I will believe you and drop this.” I sighted. “Please, tell me you weren’t out there.”

He stared almost blankly into my eyes. He stood up straight, passed his hands into his long hair and turned back to face me. “Take my hands, seek your answers.”

I could tell he was disappointed that I had asked him that. I dropped my bag on the floor, approaching him as slowly as he was.

His touch felt comforting and warm against my feverish skin. My head pulled back as I felt myself going under.

…

I woke up only to find Xavier hold me in his lap, passing his fingers in my hair softly, still holding one of my hands with his.

“Did you get your answers?” I nodded, proving to myself that he was not the Hyde.

“I’m… I’m sorry I doubted you. I shouldn’t have. You were the only person loyal to me, maybe except Thing.” I sat up from his lap, looking at him, both of us sitting on the floor of his Art space.

“Don’t be. We aren’t ten anymore. You know I’m innocent and I would’ve never, on my godmother’s grave have hurt all of those people and I think you may know that better than anyone.” Thunder roared behind us, I still felt his hand on mine but I did not pull away.

His Adam’s apple bobbed down a couple of times, as he looked at me deeply in the eyes.

“What did Thing tell you, in the note?” I nervously swallowed, his presence making me feel like a hormonal teenager.

“He told me that you, missy, have the biggest crush on me but is way too shy and antisocial to tell me. Is that true?” He tilted his head a little, making his hair brush his cheek.

I felt my own heart rush out of my chest. Thing was not lying.

“Thing isn’t lying.” I whispered lowly, tilting my head down. He reached his hand to tilt it back towards him.

As we were still close, he bent down to reach my ear, breathed in, and out making shivers run down my back.

“I hope you liked my godmother’s ashes or shall I say charcoal powder in the reply note.” He paused. I smirked slightly against his fiery skin.

“I like you too, Y/N.” He didn’t pull away but tilted my head once again towards him; making me look at his lips, green eyes, soft yet strong features.

I breathed shakily and leaned towards him. I felt his lips brush my own before he softly placed his lips upon mine. Electricity ran through me, with the satisfying after burn which was my heart heating up.

The darkness I had felt slowly pulled away, leaving my soul, and leaving at a certain state of peace.

His hand was soft against the skin of my cheeks, his lips soft yet delicate and passionate felt incredible on mine. He pulled away only to do it again, and again, and again.

I pulled away after a few second, feeling my heart flying like a hummingbird. “Not so bad?”

“Not bad at all, incredible if I must.” His gaze lightened, as he pulled me to kiss him again.

Two teenagers kissing on the floor of an art studio, two childhood best friends turned into…

Lovers.  

[masonyep]

Hi! May I request an alphabet for Veneer x GN!Troll reader? I thought it would be adorable g/t stuff. You can do whatever alphabet you want, fluff sfw nsfw, :). Don’t feel pressured at all! ❤️❤️

Hey! Hope you like, enjoy, dear (sorry for any mistakes)

¡Abc SFW!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do They show affection?)

•↳In my head, Veneer is someone very clingy, always giving you kisses, and holding your palm, due to the (huge) height difference

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

•↳At first, Veneer, on Velvet's orders, would try to remain proud of himself, a little selfish and even snobbish. But he couldn't keep up the facade for long, he would soon loosen up and show who he really is.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

•↳He LOVES hugs!!! Because of his height, he wouldn't be able to hug you, but he would take you in the palm of his hand, take you to his cheek, making you hug his face

D-Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

•↳In my mind, he's not very good at these things, at most clean your room. When it comes to cooking, he is far away, he really doesn't know.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with ther partner, how would they do it)

•↳Lots of crying! he would sit down and talk openly, explaining why he was doing this situation, if it was because of Velvet, he would cry even more, he couldn't stand being away from the little one he loves

F-Fience(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

•↳I think Veneer would wait for some time before really wanting something as serious as this, because of his fame, you might feel a little uncomfortable (the press doesn't take it easy) you would be watched 24/7, so it's not a very good thing for you, right?

G= Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

•↳He takes the utmost care with your body, he understands how fragile you are. He is very attentive to your feelings too, always asking how your day was, how you are feeling, etc. He loves you, and loves you in every possible and impossible way.

H=Hugs (Do they like huge? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?).

•↳He is passionate about bringing you to his face, making you hug his cheek. He would like to wrap you in his arms, but unfortunately, the height difference gets in the way.

I = i love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

•↳Pretty quick, actually. He likes to show his love in words, as much as he loves to show it in gestures. One of your first encounters, you hear a slightly nervous whisper "... I Love you.."

J. Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do They do when they're jealous?)

•↳He's not that jealous, he actually has a lot of trust in you and himself. But when this feeling comes to the surface, it hinders the conversation, with anyone, it takes you to some other place as if nothing had happened

K-Kisses (What are ther kisses like? Where do they like te kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?!

•↳Veneer loves kissing your forehead, and your lips, even if he has a little difficulty. He loves being kissed on the lips and the back of the hand.

L-Little ones (low are they around children?)

•↳He likes them a lot, Veneer loves how pure and innocent they are, the way they play and are bouncy.

M-Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

•↳When you wake up, he caresses your head and whispers telling you to wake up, he admires you a little while you are drowsy

N-Night (How are nights spent with them?)

•↳A good exchange of caresses before bed, maybe read a book before falling asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves to they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

•↳He would open up a long time after the relationship began. Especially about the whole Floyd thing, he feels ashamed and insecure about some aspects of his life.

P-Patience (How easily angered are they?)

•↳Veneer is a very patient boy, especially when it comes to you, he treats you with all the affection and patience possible.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember saout you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in sessing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

•↳EVERYTHING, he remembers every little detail you reveal to him, clothes or accessories you are wearing. He loves talking about his clothes, so he is very attentive

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

•↳Definitely proposal day! He got all confused and would definitely drop the ring many times (one of the times the ring fell, you caught it LOL)

S = Security (How protective are they? How icud they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

•↳OVER-PROTECTIVE. He takes great care of you, he hates leaving you alone in the dressing room at some of his shows, so he leaves you in the front row and maybe leaves a security guard near you

T-Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

•↳He would give you branded clothes, he would even give you money (???) and he would take you out, this boy It's a little weird, but he loves you, and that's all that matters

U- Ugly (What would he some had habits of theirs?)

•↳give you surprise kisses. This boy loves surprises and kisses at all times, why not mix the two things he likes most?

V=Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

•↳Veneer doesn't care much about it, but he is completely satisfied with you, your height, your little face everything is perfect for him

W-Whole (Would they be incomplete without you?)

•↳Totally! Who would he celebrate the end of a show with while watching romantic comedy films hugging each other like there was no tomorrow? This boy is lost without you!

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

•↳One time, you were napping, during one of the shows. Veneer had just come to the dressing room and saw you lying like a little sleeping baby. You wake up to LOTS of photos of you sleeping scattered across the floor. "I fell in love with a maniac-" you think

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

•↳Dating cut, this means a relationship without hugs and kisses, just through words and perhaps gifts. He hates this guy! People who don't like touches, and who find everything tacky, ah, he is disgusted by these types of people.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

•↳puts you on top of him (what looks like a small feather on top of his chest) until you sleep, after seeing you sleeping he can do the same. He wants to see you safe before anything else.

[xxsycamore]

𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

► "Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?" "Can I do anything?" "Anything. They're all yours."

Jin Grandet x GN!Reader • rating: E (mdni) • tags: Breast Play; Suspenders; Rough Body Play; Muscles; Body Worship (Boob Woship); Groping; Nipple Licking; Nipple Play; Biting; Kissing; Pet Names; Established Relationship; Massage; Massage Oil; Overstimulation; Coming Untouched • wordcount: 2,404 • masterlist

a/n: This is it. A whole fic dedicated to showing Jin's boobs some love. And making him come by that. Enjoy. And Happy Birthday to Jin <3 (03/05)

"Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?"

You eye Jin from head to toe; standing tall in all his big man beauty in that damn tight dress shirt with suspenders hanging for their dear lives clipped to his trousers. The sound of the key turning into the keyhole is listed among your favorite sex sounds, and when Jin does it, accompanied by this playful warning, all you hear is a challenge being posed for you. Biting your lower lip, you beckon him further inside the room.

"Can I do anything?"

"Anything. They're all yours."

You reach out and slide your index finger under the thin strap of his right suspender, pulling back as much as its elasticity allows. Then you release.

"Ow!"

The stretchy material reverts back to its original position, the slapping noise reaching to your ears seemingly before your eyes fixate the movement. But the spectacle ineluctably happens. Jin's tit jiggles from the impact, leaving you to imagine if it's only the slap that is at fault, or he flexed his chest muscles in response. You reach out for his left suspender this time, pulling it back just like the other.

"Starting off aggressively, aren't we?"

You look at his strawberry gaze just for a second, and it's almost begging you to be gentle with him, like a maiden's on her wedding night. But you know your lover better than that.

"You don't love it?"

"…I do—Ow-ow-ow!"

You don't wait until the words make it wholly out of his mouth until you punish him for asking for it so openly. This time the strike forces his remaining oxygen out of his lungs, making him inhale sharply once the damage is dealt. You observe the way his chest rises with the air intake, inflating like a balloon. The lower part of his suspenders withdraws from his taut stomach because of the curve that his tits make. Like two large mountains rising from the ground after a sizable tectonic collision. You want to be the cataclysm that rocks the ample mass of Jin's body.

It's not that fun when Jin knows what to expect… but after the third and fourth time, you start to notice even more cute things about him. The way he awkwardly balls his hands into fists and relaxes them, the expressions adorning his face… your head is all busy with the image of his man boobs released from the confines of not only the suspenders but the shirt too. Was the impact rough enough to leave marks? Is his skin flushed red on two glorious red stripes? There is no reason why you should hold back from finding out the answer.

"Ahh I thought you were going to slap them against my chest again…we're getting naked already?"

"YOU'RE getting naked."

Letting the thin straps fall to his sides instead of unclipping them, you start undoing the buttons on Jin's shirt. You nearly send them flying to all corners of the room, but the quality of the shirt handles your impatience somehow, saving Jin the shame of having to exit your room afterwards with torn apart shirt… though if you know him, he'd wear it like a trophy.

"Hey Jin…"

"Mm?"

You step back, admiring him in his full nude beauty from the waist up. He smiles at you in a typical "like what you see?" way, something that he's surely mastered…but maybe when it comes to some other part of his body. Sadly, your harsh treatment earlier didn't leave its mark on his skin. But you don't waste time moping about it.

"Do you think you can…make them juggle for me? Like, by flexing and relaxing your chest muscles? Pretty please?"

You observe the way his expression changes from smug to perplexed, but you truly have no evil back thoughts this time. You genuinely want him to do this for you.

"Uhh. Sure. Let me try."

Jin settles his hands on his hips, concentrating his strength on the task. He gets the hang of it quickly, the self-satisfactory smile returning to his lips.

Hypnotized, you watch as his pectoral muscles perform their lustful dance. Up and down, up and down, like two pendulums set at different frequencies. He finishes it off by raising his hands over his head, making different groups of muscles protrude before your thirsty gaze. He flexes his biceps as well, just for you.

"Can I touch?"

"Of course. That's why we're here."

You nod, reaching out to caress his bicep… but of course that's not your final destination. Just to make him happy you squeeze a little on his well-trained arm, but in the next second you're already trailing your fingers to his beautiful pecs.

"Mm.. So hard."

"Yeah? You like them?'

"I do." You answer in full honesty, fingernails scraping lightly across the broad terrain. "Relax them for me… I want to try squishing them too."

"As you wish, hot stuff."

Scoffing at the petname, you're already marveling at the difference. You can't decide if you like them more this way. You take handfuls of your boyfriend's tits, not hesitating for a second as you shove your face in the valley in the middle.

"Hah…" Jin is genuinely entertained by your enthusiasm, standing still and letting you have your fun. Initially, you're just letting your plush lips linger across his flesh, but you can't keep them at bay for too long - they're too eager to love him. Kisses rain across Jin's chest, tiny and tickling at first, as evident by your lover's quiet chuckles. Then you start being not so nice…

"Ouch. Teeth already?"

He surely didn't expect the attack on his nipple to come so fast, but you just wanted to tease him a little by pulling it with your teeth. You kiss it better, silently apologizing, as you move on to the other side, licking a stripe across his pec. Your tongue just so happens to arrive at the edge of his nub… and you suckle it a little, playfully as ever. You throw Jin a gaze that is full of question - is he comfortable with this, how much would he let you do? And the reply you get, communicated through gazing all the same, is making you smirk against his chest. He looks quite flushed, but also, quite aroused. Eyes half-lidded and darkened by lust, lips parting to allow more fuel for his well-at-work lungs… yes - now you notice - his heart really did skip a beat. You're quite close to it to hear, after all.

You hold one breast in your hand, big enough to fill your whole palm - and you put your lips around his nipple, grazing it with your teeth. You tease him a little before directly sucking on it, but it's rewarded by a moan.

Alternating between breasts, you toy like that for him for a bit. It's only when he stops minding the volume of his groans that you let go, cupping his face in your hands to give him a nice surprise kiss. He melts into it, eagerly giving you permission to kiss him breathless, but you're modest unlike how you french-kissed his boobs just now. Just because you need him in his right mind for a little longer.

"I'll need you to sit down for this next one."

Jin whistles, seemingly back to his normal self.

"I'm not that sensitive of a guy, you know."

You sigh and palm the tent in his pants, as if to remind him that you're not blind to the reality of how big of an effect all of this has been having on him. He's not particularly shy about his obvious erection, but refuses to address it either way.

"I know, I know. But please sit down for me, you haven't seen what I'm talking about yet. Handsome."

Jin smirks at how you called him, already obeying. He casually plops down on the armchair nearby, long legs stretched out and spread, as if making room for you. True, you'll take his kind offer and nestle yourself right inbetween. Just after you retrieve an item that you were looking forward to introducing into this lovely adults' play.

"What is this?"

"Rose oil. Haven't you seen these vials before?"

Jin snorts, feeling it useless to state the obvious. "What's that for?"

"For them." You pop off the lid, nodding at the direction of his chest. Before Jin can sigh, or laugh, or give you a look of disbelief, you tip-toe your way behind the armchair, missing his reaction.

"The idea has actually crossed my mind before."

"For your breasts?"

"No, silly." Jin breathes out, gazing forward and not making much effort to turn and meet your gaze when it's only going to get in your way. He patiently waits for you to apply the rose-scented oily liquid on his skin, preparing himself for the initial tingle of coldness. But you're more thoughtful than that. Collecting some in the palm of your hand, you discard the vial and rub your other palm against it, letting it soak around evenly. The rubbing of your hands creates warmth that you're eager to share with Jin. So that’s what you do.

"Oh, that's actually very pleasant."

"Mmhm."

Resting his head against the backrest, Jin allows his eyelids to fall closed, enjoying the way the sensation grows tenfold when he goes. It's easy to slip in a trance cast by your warm, skillful hands as they traverse across his toned chest. It's your voice that makes him snap out of it.

"Jin. Open your pants for me."

Puzzled, Jin blinks into consciousness, hands a little clumsy as they hurry to comply with your soft order. He's always ready to show himself in his full wanton, no hesitation about the way his cocks springs free in all its glory, diamond hard and happy to see you. Neglecting it makes you almost sad, but you choose the bigger entertainment while the power is still in your hands.

Jin hisses when the edge of your fingernail gets caught on his nipple. He's visibly surprised by the added sensitivity, the twitch of his cock giving him away.

"What was that? You like it?"

"Mm? Well. It feels good actually."

"Uh-huh…" You nod even though he can't see you, giving him more of the sensation. You trail a path with your finger, right across his areola, lightly brushing against his hardened nub. The rising and falling of his chest nearly comes in the way of your teasing, but you're concentrated. When your finger returns in the opposite direction, it runs directly over his nipple.

"Ohh…"

Jin's moans are music to your ears. With a wide smile, you breathe in and continue to toy with him. Adding the ministrations of your other hand to the mix, you start getting bolder, directly stimulating his nipples. It's slow and delicate at first. Then you circle around them, progressively adding more pressure to the point of pleasure.

"Hn- hey, I think we should-"

"Shh. Jin. Relax."

Groaning and chuckling nervously, Jin fixes the position of his legs, clearly bubbling with built-up arousal. His cock is painfully hard and leaking on his abdomen, the pearly drops already having pooled on it and connected with his shaft by a thin string of precome.

It feels too good to tell you to stop now, Jin knows this and you do him a favor by not letting him cut this short. This is the most important part now. You concentrate, wetting your lips that have dried by your own heavy breaths, without you noticing… you want to savour this moment to the fullest.

It's almost like you're hugging him in that position, you think. He's reclining so comfortably, and even though you've been leaning over him for a while now, you feel like you can spend an eternity keeping that position. He's nice and relaxed, though his long legs twitch lightly as if he's worked up. You know it's going to get even worse (better) from now on, as you tease his nipples again. But it's not the usual teasing now. Your index fingers curl ever so slightly under his nipples, and your thumbs come to rest on the upper side. You pinch, and twist. Lightly.

"Oh!"

Jin exclaims and it grows into a moan, his massive body lifting slightly from the chair. You don't want to give him time for rest now, or you'll risk the shock getting out of his system. You roll his nipples between your fingers, following the movement of his broad chest as he pulses, twists, and jerks.

"I'm-"

Before Jin can mutter a coherent warning, the overwhelming pleasure of you giving direct and continuous stimulation to his nipples, sensitivity heightened by the massaging oil, shoots through his veins all the way down to his cock. It feels too good - to not be denied of your touch until he can overindulge in it - and the coil in his belly snaps, much to his own surprise, leaving him to gasp and moan as he feels himself coming. Untouched.

The spurts leaving his cock are not as plentiful as when hours are spent coaxing them out, but they're vigorous enough to reach up to his torso. And even a little further than that.

You smile at the dirty display, trying to burn the sight into your memory. This and, the fact that you successfully proved him wrong about what he said in the beginning. Oh Jin.

"Well that was… that was something."

"It was, wasn't it?" You giggle close to his ear, mocking him for trying to sound cool as if he didn't just come from having his tits played with… You bite his ear playfully, using the chance of him being too stunned to act upon your tease.

Jin is not yet fully recovered from the mind-blowing climax he had when he finds your pretty face sandwiched inbetween his boobs. You're not here to play this time, you simply clean him off the semen that sticks to his skin. Once you show off your tongue, white with his come, he curses and pulls you in until you're practically on top of him, losing your balance but landing safely in his embrace.

"Hey Jin? That was very hot. I think I get your love for boobs now."

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Hi, just wondering if you could write nale/gn reader x childe from genshin impact, my entire day has been spent being sick and rotting in my bed thinking abt M A N T I D D I E S .

Never thought I would say that lmao

Basically the reader loves resting his face on childes chest and has zero shame about it (simp behavior much?)

Pls feed me crumbs 😔

I'm sorry to hear you're sick! I wish you a speedy recovery! Hopefully the Childe crumbs will make you feel better <3 I'm sorry it's a little short, but I really wanted to get this written as soon as I could to bring you some comfort!

Cuddling with Childe with your head on his chest:

So first of all he's a wonderful cuddler. He's warm and he smells really nice and he's so comfy to lay on.

I think he would really enjoy lying with you whenever you two have the time to spare. The bed is great for snuggles, of course, but I think he would also love lying together on the couch. He holds you tight, almost possessively so. He wants you as close as possible because you belong to him and he wants the world to know it.

It's so nice to lay your head on his chest!! His chest is the perfect mixture of muscle and softness, providing a firm yet oh-so-comfortable pillow for your head.

Childe would also absolutely love it whenever you do this, and he might even initiate it himself, pulling you close and gently guiding your head to his chest. It feels so close, so intimate, and he's addicted to the feeling. He can feel you breathing as you lay together, and the sensation grounds him in a way that nothing else can ever quite manage. Plus, the weight of your head on his chest provides him a strange sense of comfort, like a weighted blanket. Honestly, the more of you is on him, the better, even if only your upper body is resting on his. He loves it. You also get bonus points if you trace little designs on his chest and shoulder.

It's also nice to sit or lie together with your lower body between his legs, upper body resting against his, and, of course, your head on his chest. He's cuddling around you, holding your hands, hugging you close, occasionally leaning down to kiss the top of your head. He would enjoy holding you like that whenever the two of you bathe together, just relaxing and enjoying the warm water and one another's presence.

Childe can never keep his hands to himself while you cuddle. He's always touching you. He traces patterns on your skin, mindlessly brushes his fingertips back and forth, runs his hands through your hair and plays with it. His touch is gentle, surprisingly soft. He also enjoys feeling you up, running his hands over every last inch of you that he can reach. He's run his hands over your body so many times you're certain he's got every curve and muscle memorized. You can expect little massages, too, especially after you've had a long day.

Back to the topic at hand, though, if he notices just how much you enjoy lying with your cheek pressed against his bare chest, he's gonna tease you about it. "Oh, am I your pillow now?" he asks, his voice filled with slightly too much innocence to be believable. He chuckles, and you can feel the vibration in his chest. If you praise it/him at all, you better believe he's not gonna forget it. He'll repeat your words back to you at times, lovingly teasing you for enjoying this so much as though he himself isn't enjoying it just as much.

Also if you stare at his chest throughout the day he'll smirk like mad and go out of his way to show off for you. He stands in certain positions to give you a better view. He'll stretch a lot around you, reaching his arms over his head so that his shirt lifts and shows off more of his stomach or stretching his arms behind him to make his chest look more prominent. He's addicted to the attention, especially if he can get you blushing. You're more than welcome to touch him all you want, too. He lives for it, and he has no shame even if you're in public.

A small bonus for you, dear friend:

Imagine Childe taking care of you while you're sick! He's such a good brother so you know he's gotta be the best caretaker. He'd make you soup and bring you anything and everything you need. Medicine from Bubu Pharmacy? Say less, he'll be back in five minutes. Craving a specific food? He'll go buy or make it for you, it doesn't matter if it's the middle of the night.

He tells a lot of jokes and stories, too. Anything to brighten your mood or make you feel even the tiniest bit less awful. He'll talk until his voice gets hoarse if it helps, then drink some tea and pick up where he left off.

He brings you the softest blankets and pillows and is more than happy to cuddle with you. He just laughs when you say he'll get sick; his immune system is surprisingly good, and he doesn't care. Even if he does get sick, it's worth it to comfort his beloved.

Just. Soft Childe.

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[boykisserarchives]

Every Time My Heart Beats

Father Paul x GN/Male Reader

also on AO3

tags/warnings -

self-harm, light angst, wound licking, cuddling, falling asleep together

y'all i'm so proud of myself for getting my first fic done. it's not beta read (like everything i write) so yeah. but n e ways, enjoy !!

“Hello, Father.”

“Come in, please.”

Father Paul almost dragged you inside before attacking you with eager kisses. His hands roamed your body as he guided you to his room. The back of your knees hit his bed, causing him to fall on top of you. Your combined weight dragged both of you down onto the bed. His weight pressed against your lower stomach, causing you to wince.

“Did I hurt you ? Are you okay ?” he said, his voice full of worry as he got off you.

“I'm fine,” you lie.

Your mind flashes to you shaking and crying as you slowly dragged the razor blade over your lower stomach. Your skin caught fire as you swiped faster over the tender skin. Tears poured down your face silently, blurring your vision as you struggled to breathe. Looking at yourself a the following morning was torture. The raised red lines stung more than anything, and you felt them rub against your jeans as you walked about the island.

The gentle touch of Father Paul putting his hand on your knee pulled you back to the moment.

“Dearest, please. Tell me what's wrong.” he pleaded.

You try to speak. A small sob comes out instead.

You can't stop it. You just start crying, laying there before Father Paul. He rushed to sit you up and hold you. Tears streaked your face as you buried yourself in his chest. He smelled of sandalwood and faintly of what you imagine the sun to smell like. He smells like home and comfort.

“Dear, what's wrong ?” he asked again. You shakily sat up and wiped your tears. You slowly undid your jeans and lifted your shirt. Multiple thin, dark red lines were revealed to Father Paul.

“I'm sorry,” was all you could get out. “Paul, please, I'm so sorry.”

“Shh. It's okay.” Father Paul said as he looked at your lower stomach. “Did you.. ?”

You nod. More tears flood your face. You whispered a thousand apologies. You felt guilty for what you had done even though you shouldn't. He pulled you back into his warm embrace. You stumble over your words to explain yourself, only to be shushed by Father Paul.

“Shhh, dear. I want to make you feel better. I can make you feel better.” the priest said tenderly.

“You can ?” you mumbled in between shaky breaths.

“I most certainly can. Just lay back for me.”

You lay down on the bed. Your head resting against the soft pillow felt relaxing. You thought you were going to fall asleep.

“That's it.. Just relax and let me make you feel good.” Father Paul whispered as he lowered his head to look at your lower stomach. You had to look away. You didn't know what to expect, but a warm, wet swipe of Father Paul's tongue across them wasn't what you expected.

He licked at your wounds, removing any dried blood from them. The faint copper taste lingered in his mouth. He started out slowly before he picked up his pace, as if he was lost in the moment. You couldn't help but let out a few small gasps and moans.

“Paul,” you whispered breathlessly.

He pulled his head up to meet your gaze. “Yes, my love ?”

“I love you.”

“I love you more. With every time my heart beats." he smiled softly. He buttoned your pants and adjusted your shirt.

He laid next to you, offering a spot for you to rest your head on his chest. You gladly curled up next to him. Soon, your breath matched with his as you grew tired. Your breathing slowed and your eyes grew heavy. You slowly drifted off to sleep in Father Paul's arms.

Once he noticed you were asleep, he pressed a kiss to the top of your head and whispered, “I love you so, so much.”

[riddle-me-ri]

Okay I got a request (which you don’t have to write) but um…could you maybe possibly write a little fic for the Holiday season?

I saw your reblog of BTAS Eddie in his Santa suit and now I kinda want a smut fic with him in his Santa suit.

Do with this information what you will. 😘😂💚

A/N: asdfghj ok anon same brain same brain. Cause every time I see more panels of him in the Santa suit my mind goes brrrr lmao. Thank you, anon for indulging me without even realizing it 💚 plus I'm always down bad to write about my husband. I hope you enjoy, this is my first time back into smut after my wee break and so sorry for the abrupt ending I wasn't sure how to end it rip…

Trigger Warning:  Explicit Sexual Content (cock-warming, piv intercourse (reader is gn but has breasts and a vagina), roleplaying?, human furniture? Kinda sorta…I dunno I’m trying some new ideas here rip help), dirty talk, and denial

Word Count: 1.2 k

BTAS Riddler x Reader - Nicely Naughty

You were in your bathroom brushing your teeth. Ready to call it a night in your green chemise nightie, when you heard the front door open to your apartment. 

You walked down the hallway to the door. "Eddie?" You called out. 

"Hmm…not quite, darling." A deep voice answered back. 

You quirked your eyebrow as you rounded the corner. Despite speaking lower, you could still tell it was your Ed. 

"Eddie what are you…oohh." A sly smile grew across your face as you took in the sight before you.

"Good evening, my dear…I see you're still awake." Edward greets in a low hearty voice, tipping an iconic Santa hat at you. 

You walk over to him, taking in his rich red suit and leather belt. When you got up to Ed, you tucked your fingers into the belt and pulled him closer to you. 

"Where'd you find this?" You asked in a sweet whisper.

Something about the way you looked at him and spoke…made Eddie drop the voice. "Wasn't particularly hard to find, and I remember you saying something about me being dastardly handsome in red.."

"And I was right." You leaned back to take another once over.

"So…Mr…?"

"You may still refer to me as Riddler…" Ed smirked. "While ol' Kris Kringle rewards the good little boys and girls…I, The Riddler, test them to see if they truly deserve to be on the nice list."

You gasped. "You don't think I've been nice, Mr. Riddler?" 

Edward tsked. "Afraid not darling, in fact…" He leans beside your face. His lips centimeters from your ear. "...you've been the naughtiest of them all…" 

You giggled as the sensation of his breath on your ear tickled. "It's not my fault, Mr. Riddler…my husband's insatiable!" 

"Now, now, shifting blame won't do you any good…even if it's partially true." 

You cross your arms in feign defiance. "What can I do to get on your nice list..Mr. Riddler?" You asked, feigning innocence. 

Edward put his hand to his chin, tapping it, as if actually thinking of a solution he didn't already have. 

"I have one idea, my dear…" 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

This was absolute torture. 

Some kind of sweet surprise this turned out to be. 

You were straddling Edward's lap, backwards and naked. His cock comfortably nestled inside of you as you try your best not to squirm for friction or squeeze your walls for pressure. 

Meanwhile, Riddler was painstakingly writing his so-called "naughty or nice" list on your back. 

Ed pinched your back or started from the top of your back with his list every time you shifted. 

You were slowly but surely losing what was left of your nerves. Hours have crept on by, what was probably more like thirty minutes. 

B-A-T-M-A-N and then a line across it. 

R-O-B-I-N and then another line through it. 

You swear, you could actually feel the lines of his fingers on your skin with how repetitive and consistent his touch was along your back. 

He continued to write a couple more names, now more towards familiar colleagues…

S-C-A-R-E-C-R-O-W and a little checkmark. 

You bit your lip, trying to refrain from whining or mewling…or else that will cause him to start all over again. 

M-A-D. A pause. H-A-T-T-E-R. A checkmark. 

"You're doing so good for me, darling…you'll make The Nice List just in time for Christmas." 

H-A-R-L-E-Y. A pause. Q-U-I-N-N. A checkmark. 

You cared less about some damn list and more about getting off. 

Edward placed his head along your shoulder, nestled against the side of yours. He began planting small sweet kisses along your shoulder and up your neck. 

You couldn't take it anymore. The knot in the bottom of your gut was churning. Waiting for something to happen. 

"E-eddie…" You breathlessly muttered. 

Ed groaned. "Yes, darling?"

"P-Please…baby…I-I can't ah-" 

Edward took his index finger and poked his nail into your skin. He dragged his fingernail lightly across your back. 

Familiar letters he wrote into your skin…in your lust filled haze you were able to make out the letters of your name. Along with miniscule little drawings of hearts beside it. 

He whispered in a husky tone. "You've done well, I'm impressed, dearest." 

Edward pinned your wrists, that were keeping you steady on the bed, to your back. He held your wrists down against your back with your arms crossed. 

He kissed your cheek. "Time for your present…" 

Before you could think of a response, he started thrusting deep inside you, deeper than you thought he could get. 

You were a moaning and panting mess. Trying to keep up with his almost maniac pace. You felt weak against him, with no way to support yourself having your arms restricted. You were completely and utterly at his mercy. 

You tried to grind yourself down onto him and meet him whenever he thrusted fully inside of you, trying to get some kind of instance of control or more friction between you two. 

The build-up, the teasing; the torturous feeling of being filled but not fulfilled…it was all too much. 

"E-E-Eddie…Eddie…ffff please, please don't stop.." 

He didn't stop but he did slow down, in order for his brain to compute a response. 

"I-I…hah…c-could never…" Ed panted. As he let your arms go, they fell to the side as you began to regain feeling in them again. "F-feel so good…dear." 

Edward steadily grew his pace back up again. You were practically bouncing on top of him at this point. One of your hands went up to the back of his head, to pull him closer to you. His teeth latched onto the apex of your neck and shoulder as he kept bucking into you like an animal. 

Your other hand traveled down to your flared and sensitive bundle of nerves just below your Mound. You began frantically but carelessly swiping your fingers across your clit. Searching for that precipice of pleasure that's been bubbling since you first sat on his cock. 

You were so busy chasing your climax. You barely felt a pair of slender fingers brushing your hand to the side and replacing your sloppy motions with more concise and controlled rotations around your clit. 

Nothing could stop the small whimpers, cries, and moans that poured out of you. 

A complete cacophony of your desires from filling up the room. You were somehow able to also make out Edward's erotic grunts and huffs as he keeps his relentless pace, making your walls squeeze him that much tighter each time. 

"E-Ed-Eddie…" Your pants became silent cries as you finally reached your climax. 

Your walls choked Edward's cock as your tightened walls finally caused him to cum as well. Milking his load for all it's worth. 

Ed's hands came up to your legs and up to your arms and back down again, in order to calm the physically pleasurable quakes all along every limb of your body and atom of nerves. 

You leaned your body back into his, exhausted but finally satisfied with the relief you were desperate for mere hours ago. 

Edward chuckled softly at your exhausted state. He pecked your temple as he leaned you both back into the mattress of your bed. 

"I must really look good in red, hm?" 

You snickered softly. "Eddie, you look good in anything…but I'll always prefer you in nothing." You smirked as you leaned deeper into his chest before slowly dozing off.

[devils-wonderland]

Hello, hello, Devil!! I absolutely loved your scenarios for the "Pretending to be their Boyfriend" stuff (especially Azul's part). I thought your ideas were very interesting, and I was wondering if you'd be willing to do the same idea for Riddle and Lilia? Of course, you don't have to, but it'd be splendid if you did. Again, thanks for the great content. I hope you have an amazing day~

"Pretending To Be His S/O"

⛓Summary: Uncomfortable situations lead to NRC boys asking for your help. You wouldn't mind pretending to be their partner for a while, right?

⛓CW: GN!Reader, a little angst on Riddle's part, Lilia being a gamer.

⛓Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Lilia Vanrouge.

⛓Notes: Thank you for requesting, and enjoying the previous part! I hope you enjoy this one just as much.

⛓Riddle Rosehearts⛓

Riddle was filled with nerves, feelings indescribable inside of him. It turns out his mother had asked for a visit to the college, with news on her too. Yet again, is she disregarding everything her son has to say, and even worse, it's about his love life. Thankfully, she warned him about her visit, leading him to plan for her appearance.

She had suitress, and suitors picked out for him, but surely his own mother would understand if he had fallen in love with another, right? So the proper thing to do was ask you for help, as Riddle feels most comfortable around you, and very few others.

So now you're here, waiting in the garden, holding Riddle's shaky hands. "You alright?" You had to ask, the male nodded, hesitantly.

"I've went over what I wanted to say to her when she arrives, yes. Thank you for accompanying me today, y/n."

The thing is, Riddle's mother didn't want to hear anything he had to say, ignoring it completely. "Don't be silly, dear. I've picked carefully of who you want to be with-"

"I-I don't want to be with them..! Must you choose everything I do, can't I be happy?" Globs of tears fell down Riddle's cheeks, he couldn't keep himself composed whatsoever, not even around you.

"You're being selfish, we'll discuss this later." She wasted no time leaving her own son in agony. You couldn't believe this bullshit, Riddle wanted a fake partner? He was going to get one.

Leaving Riddle alone for a second, you marched to the magic mirror before his mother could leave, staring at her in disgust. "There will be no next time, he's made his decision."

"Excuse me?" The woman looked back at you, shocked by your words.

"You heard me the first time. You wonder why he doesn't open up to you more, huh? It's quite obvious, and if you're not willing to improve yourself for Riddle, you need to go kick rocks, you hag."

She couldn't get a word out, Crowley pushing her into the mirror before she could report this, or even complain to him about your behavior. You got one hell of a scolding, but it was worth it.

Meeting back with Riddle, you pulled him into a hug. You could feel his tears seep through your shirt. "How about we get some dessert? My treat, and you can choose whatever you want, maybe pick up a movie also." You comb your fingers through his red locks of hair.

"...I-I'd appreciate that." He sniffled, holding you tighter. Riddle couldn't thank you enough for being by his side right here now, and afterwards.

⛓Lilia Vanrouge⛓

It was a horrible time to walk by the light music club, really. Especially when Lilia took notice to you right away, catching you before you could walk away faster. "You seem to be avoiding me, y/n." Lilia smirks, already walking side by side with you.

"Because I know you're gonna rope me into some trouble, like that one other time-"

"Knee hee, well now that you bring it up, I do need help with something...you wouldn't mind, no? I'll reward you greatly." Lilia already hooked his arm onto yours, dragging you all the way to his dorm.

There was a certain problem bugging Lilia for a while, with his gaming life. A player had been doting on him for a while now, obsessive really, but he didn't want to ruin the friendship he currently had with them, especially when it had gotten him buddy points in one of his favorite games.

"So you want me to tell them that I'm dating you? That's all?" Lilia nodded, shoving his mic into you.

"I know how charming I may come off, but it is getting to be a tad bit weird. They're online now, so all you need to do is speak into this microphone." The small male logs himself in, you stare blankly at his username.

"CrimsonMuscle???"

"Fitting name if I do say so myself." No, you weren't going to comment any further. Grabbing the mic, you cleared your voice.

"Hey, PurpleCat14, I'm going to need you to stop hitting on my boyfriend, alright?" Lilia urged you to speak more, which made you roll your eyes. "Yeah, I know his name radiates 'Big Dick Energy', but I can assure you..." switching the mic off, Lilia pouted.

"You're no fun, teasing me like that." He leaned himself on top of you, basking in your tall figure. "But I did promise a reward for my hero, haven't I? How about you take me on a real date, y/n~?"

[banzaitaka]

Greetings Ruka! Can you make my dream come true and make Nanami and Gojo as Y/N's sugar daddy who is a normal law student but poor? Who doesn't want them as a suggar daddy? Of course Y/N is of legal age and consenting, it's important

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Idk if I can, but I will try sidfoihsdf

Also, you saying they don't want them as a sugar daddy, but also consenting confused me

So I made them reluctant on the idea

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading

TW: Gets a bit suggestive

x gn! reader

Headcanon: Kento Nanami, Satoru Gojo with a sugar baby

Kento didn't outright propose the idea of becoming your sugar daddy to you, he just listed the things he could offer you in exchange for, well, you

You yourself figured out what he meant, and when you told him you want to think about it a bit longer, he understood and gave you as much time as you needed

He is a very respectful man and doesn't overstep any boundaries, always makes sure the things he wants to do are within your consent range

For the sake of seeing each other, he offers to move in together after a while. You pretty much become his house spouse in his eyes, but he doesn't need you to actually do the part and do house work. It's important to him that you continue your studies

He just really enjoys coming home after a long day at work and have you there, greeting him, asking him how his day was, maybe even give him a kiss

Kento is not overwhelming with gifts, but does enough to keep you satisfied. Sometimes he randomly picks up something he knows you'd enjoy, sometimes he asks you directly what you want him to get

Also treats you to meals regularly, only the finest. He has the money after all

His touches aren't desperate or overbearing at all, again, he is respectful, all his touches are gentleman like and mostly initiated when going out

Couple nicknames are the preferred ones for him, he calls you either by your name or "darling", "dear", "sweetie", while he likes you to do the same to him

Calling him "daddy" is just asking him for it

And he is willing to oblige, gentle, slow, passionate

Satoru has a way with words like no other, even with your initial reluctance, he manages to convince you to accept his offer

He himself was a bit reluctant to even propose the offer of becoming your sugar daddy, since he doesn't want you to get roped into the world of curses and sorcerers, but he ends up finding a good enough solution for that:

For the most part he does everything digitally, you two text and call a lot

And during those conservations, he tries to push all negativity away, now is the time for you to hold up your end of the deal, darling

He loves to fluster you by whispering naughty things through the phone seemingly out of nowhere, as he imagines the expression your making by the sound of your voice

S p o i l s you rotten, way more than you actually need

You just wanted enough to stay over water during your study time, but now your h o u s e is filled with everything you mentioned you liked or wanted to have, the finest furniture, gaming consoles and games, whatever it is your heart desired

He uses spoiling you as another opportunity to catch you off guard, actually

Sometimes there is just a random package at your door with a bouquet of flowers, but you didn't ask for anything? And you certainly don't remember ever telling him that you liked this specific thing! How did he know? It was a feeling, looking at all the other things you like, darling

Once the rare chance to visit you comes, he's already infront of your door, without more than a quick phone call prior to announce his visit

He is a very busy man and has to take whatever opportunity he has to stop by

Satoru is extremely clingy "To catch up on all the times he couldn't do it", he says, but believe me when I say: he would be clingy either way

He likes to call you "Puppy" and "Bunny" and honestly really likes when you call him "daddy", both in a sexual way and not

You know what's coming when he instead calls you "darling"

I will not explain further

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itto

itto thinks you're his favourite person in the world – next to grandma oni, of course. he loves how you can make him happy so easily and he can for you too.

"have i ever mentioned how much i love you?"

childe

you hold his cheek gently, the ginger burying his head in your chest. he was undoubtedly under a lot of stress, and the best that you could do for him was to.. well.. be there.

"it's okay, darling. i'm here."

zhongli

he loves how you can make him feel calm. you make him feel at peace, relieving him of the burden on his shoulders and chasing away his anxieties. he loves you oh so very much.

"i'll be here for you."

xiao

he.. he thinks you're home. the way your apartment became his safe place, his shelter, his home – he loves how you can make him feel so safe, even though he knows he doesn't need protection.

"you're always welcome to my place, dear."

diluc

diluc loves how you make him feel needed – he always feels home when he's by your side, even when you're not at dawn winery. there's just that little something special about you, you know?

"i've never felt home like this anywhere else."

kaeya

he loves how he can be himself around you. no flirtiness, no cockiness, no more walls up. just him and you together. the real kaeya alberich.

"...you mean, i can be myself?"

albedo

he thinks being around you is refreshing, from being constantly surrounded by alchemy and a certain bomb-yielding child, as much as he loves the two of them. you're his ice-cold lemonade on a summer day – the person that he feels at home with.

"i think i love you a lot."

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[azlrse]

If I may request something

That we all know that reader with dark cacao is mean and doesn't listen to him ,

BUTT what if instead of that

They were more oblivious and innocent in that situation? Like thay listen to whatever dark cacao says?. I would DIE to see a story like that

Take your time aswell Ö

In Another Timeline (Yandere Dark Cacao Cookie x GN Cookie!Reader)

CW: (soft) yandere themes, fluff, manipulation and implied st//kho/m s//dr//e.

A/N: I'm not so sure if the reader was portrayed as oblivious and innocent in this AU but I hope you enjoyed this post!

*contains headcanons and a drabble.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

Okay, so instead of Reader Cookie being mean and defiant towards Dark Cacao Cookie, what if they're the opposite of their original counterpart?

Sweet, kind yet oblivious to the red flags the King had displayed.

But that doesn't change the fact that Dark Cacao Cookie fell heavily deep in love with you (due to your sweet and oblivious nature) that he orders the watchers to kidnap you in the middle of your night walk.

When you woke up, you became scared as you clutch the thick purple blankets that provided you some warmth. Dark Cacao might calm you down a bit, told you that being alone at night in the forest is quite very dangerous for a fragile cookie like you. The wolves might even ambush and breaks you down into bits of pieces of crumbs.

At first you disliked him (not hating but still not being nice towards him). Still not believing that this cookie literally 'saves' you from being turned into crumbs and it makes your extremely upset as soon as he proposes to you to be his spouse as a year of captivity passes by.

BUT but! Instead of being forced upon you, he became patient for you. He is willing to wait for your sweet yes on becoming his spouse and ruling beside him.

"I know that you might not forgive me, my dear. But I'll do anything in my power for your approval and to earn that sweet yes to our marriage."

You are dead set on playing hard to get towards the ancient cookie. At first, you tried ignoring his presence but you still hid those butterflies in your stomach everytime Dark Cacao does something sweet towards you like kissing your hand and joins you for a walk around the Black Citadel.

Especially his back hugs, he always engulfs you in his huge frame and being wrapped in his cape makes your heart swoon over his actions.

You just fallen into his spell, not knowing that he's quite possessive and overprotective over you. He also refuses for the watchers and his subjects to talk about you. Even if it's just a simple question.

Since you've became trapped in his golden cage, he became wary and suspicious whenever you receprocated his affections. For example, calling him nicknames like 'my king and even go as far as 'love' and 'sweetie' and being the first one who would hold his hand whenever the two of you would go for a walk.

He might confront you for this kind of behavior, even blaming you for keeping his guard down and fooling him into thinking that you must've loved him in order for you to escape.

This confrontation only made you cry, thinking that you might have done something wrong that could've made him upset. The original Reader Cookie isn't scared when it comes to Dark Cacao's anger but in this AU? Oh boy, you are hella scared.

Upon hearing your stuttered words and a few hiccups, Dark Cacao Cookie was really guilty from his harsh antics and proceeded to hug you tightly, which you returned the hug.

"I must have mistaken you for fooling me, my love. I deeply apologize for my actions."

But despite that, he still doesn't trust you yet. So, he tested your loyalty towards him by setting some 'traps'.

He will (intentionally) leave the windows unlocked and the doors wide open, giving you a chance to escape as he hid behind the corner of that place. Upon seeing the unlocked window or the opened door, you just stared in a few seconds and making your way towards the key to your escape.

At first, Dark Cacao was really disappointed but was surprised when you closed the window or door while speaking in a low voice, "Who leaves these windows/doors open? Dark Cacao must have forgotten to close in a hurry."

He felt super proud of you and is now confident enough for you to not leave his side. He felt like this was now a real relationship, a sweet and strong relationship.

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"Beloved? What are you doing there?" You heard your husband spoke behind you in a soft voice. Upon seeing Dark Cacao walking by your side as he places his arm on your shoulders, you leaned towards his shoulder and sighed softly. You looked through the huge windows of the Citadel and saw the snow storm slowly dies down.

You looked at your husband's face and saw one of the rarest smiles he you, his smile that only shows sweetness and love. "Just staring outside." You replied as you felt Dark Cacao kissing the side of your head. It's been a few months of your marriage towards him and it's one of the best memories you ever had, even when the start of your relationship was a bit...of to say the least.

A memory had sparked up towards Dark Cacao Cookie. Before he courted you, he remembers that he set up those traps to test your loyalty towards him. He wonders why on earthbread you didn't escape despite giving a chance. He decided to ask you a question and needing some answers on why you did those things.

"I have a question to ask, my love." You perked up to his request. "Anything, my king." He was silent for a few questions and asked the awaited question. "Why didn't you escape despite those doors and windows were opened?" This made your smile falter a bit and then silence surrounded the both of you.

But he deserves to know about your background. Yes, he knows all about you but doesn't know about your background. You felt your eyes water a bit and finally answered his question. "This may sound personal buy I don't have a family of my own. I've been on my own since my family were out of the picture. I don't have anywhere else to go so I chose to stay with you, Dark Cacao."

Upon hearing your answer, he felt incredibly sorry for asking that question. He began to apologize for the question he spoke towards you but you insisted that it's okay and he deserves the truth about your background. "I will never abandon you, beloved. No matter how much fights and arguments we might have, I won't ever leave you again."

Through his words, you were finally convinced that you are finally home. In his arms and as his loyal and beloved spouse.

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[sword-brainrot]

How would Kashuu, Houchou and Tomoegata react to an official who tries to woo the saniwa?

Time Government Official tries to woo Saniwa (GN!Reader)

♡ Kashuu and the Saniwa were at the Time Government HQ to drop off the recent supports for the HRA Invasion research. Normally such paperwork would either be mailed in or an official would come to the citadel to get it themselves.

♡ Due to the gravity of the situation, such documents were required to be delivered to the HQ right away in case it could help make a breakthrough on such an awful event happening.

♡ Kashuu was the sword assigned to be Saniwa's personal bodyguard for this trip... You can never be too safe now a days.

♡ However there was one thing he didn't plan for...

♡ A man with long, curled, black hair that was shaved on the left side and green eyes lit up when he saw Saniwa appear with their paperwork.

♡ "Angel, if you told me you were coming today, I would of dressed up nicer for you." He commented to the Saniwa who looked almost taken aback as Kashuu was.

♡ "Do you know him, aruji?" Kashuu whispered. A ping of anger rushing through his gut as he heard the way he spoke to his master.

♡ "He is just an official I have talked to a few times... We aren't close."

♡ Not close, huh? Meaning that Kashuu didn't have to be nice.

♡ "You really should of dressed up nicer. You came into work looking like that? This isn't time be in your lounge wear... I see stains all over that poor white shirt."

♡ It was now time for him and the Saniwa to look at Kashuu in shock. All the while, a proud smile on Kashuu face. He wasn't sure exactly what it was but the way he talked to his saniwa irked him beyond belief and wanted to make it stop right then and there.

♡ "Since we are in a busy situation, something you clearly don't know about since you are living the good life while aruji puts their life on the line, we will be going. Enjoy the paperwork." He took the folder out of their hands and slide it over to him.

♡ His hand gently grabbed Saniwa's and lead them out. Part of him felt shame for letting such an ugly emotion out in front of someone he held so dear to him... But he couldn't help it. He couldn't just stand there and watch that.

♡ "You still think I'm a pretty sword... Right?" He whispered to them.

♡ "Of course I do. I also know you have emotions Kashuu. I won't leave your side just because of that."

♡ "Better not. I want to be the most loved. So I can't let that guy steal you away from me."

♡ Houchou heard there was a visitor at the door asking for his saniwa. Being the nosy tantou he was, he walked to the front of the citadel and opened the door.

♡ He was greeted by a Time Government Official with rough golden skin, short, straight, blond hair and brown eyes. He held a platycodon bouquet in his hands and a shocked expression when he saw it wasn't the saniwa that opened the door.

♡ "Oh hello. Is (Y/N) coming?"

♡ (Y/N)? (Y/N)!? How dare he use your name so casually like that!

♡ "Why do you need aruji...?" Hanchou asked, as he put a gummy bear into his mouth and sharpened his gaze at the man. He was trying real hard to be intimidating... but he is a little too cute for that.

♡ "I was going to ask them out on a date. These flowers are for them." He grinned. "We never talked before but I wanted to strike up my chance with them."

♡ Hanchou looked behind him to make sure that no one was close before he drew his attention to the stranger in front of him. "Aruji is sick right now..." He lied and gave a sad face. "But I can give those flowers to them for you!"

♡ He thought it over for a few seconds before finally giving in and gave the bouquet to Hanchou. "Please let them know I'm hoping they recover soon and to come to the HQ if they want that date-"

♡ "Uh huh." After getting the flowers, Hanchou closed the door in his face and skipped down the hall to Saniwa's study.

♡ Looking over the flowers to make sure there was no note that could out him about what he had just done.

♡ Before he even got to their room, Saniwa was making their way down the hall to go to the front door.

♡ "Aruji!! Aruji!!!" Hanchou cheerfully squealed as he ran up to them, holding the large bouquet out to them. "I got this for you!! Do you like them?"

♡ You couldn't help but blink for a few seconds before leaning down and admiring the beautiful flowers. "These are lovely, Hanchou. How did you get them?" They asked as they took the flowers and hugged the small tantou.

♡ He quickly returned the hug. "I saved up my allowance to get you a gift!" Hanchou smirked into their shoulder as the saniwa thanked him. No one needed to know Hanchou little secret.

♡ A time government official made her way into the citadel to discuss something important with the Saniwa. Tomoegata was currently the assigned attendant to the saniwa, so it was his job to guide any guests to the meeting room and make sure saniwa knew of the unexpected guest.

♡ When Tomoegata arrived to his saniwa's office to tell them of the news, the saniwa was flustered over the sudden visit. Clearly not told beforehand at all. He told them that they would meet them in the meeting room after he made tea for everyone.

♡ The tray was set with three cups and a pot full of chamomile.

♡ "Please excuse me." He called out as he opened the door and pulled in the tea cart. Only to witness the girl with short, wavy, black hair and brown eyes be drawn very close to his saniwa and touching their arm.

♡ The Saniwa looked very uncomfortable. Tomoegata's mouth was left agape from the scene before him as he walked over to the table and put the two cups very far apart.

♡ "I will ask you to unhand my master since they clearly are uncomfortable by your advances, miss." His tall form stood over her and casted a shadow over her.

♡ It looked as if she was debating it before slowly moving away and to the seat with her cup.

♡ Tomoegata gave a look to ask if his master was truly okay... only receiving a shaky nod in return. He decided that tea, in the end, was not needed for the discussion.

♡ "It seems my aruji is not feeling well today. What is it that you came here for that was so important you didn't give notice?" He asked. His voice firm and strict. Something normally Tomoegata didn't do since he knew the people around him were more experienced and he had much to learn.

♡ "Ah... Did I really need a reason to come see their cute face?"

♡ "Yes. As aruji's face is not there for your pleasure. If you have nothing to discuss, please follow me to the exit. Now."

♡ His brows furrowed as he gestured to the doorway, away from his saniwa. You could see the wheels in her head turning as if trying to figure a reason to stay and flirt more with her crush. Clearly not being a fan of this Naginata... She decided it was best to retreat for now.

♡ Before Tomoegata left to show her the way, he poured his master a cup of tea. "Please take all the time you need, aruji. I will return quickly to heed any call you may give."

♡ His sharp gaze returned once more when his eyes landed on her and walked in front to lead her away from the one he held dear. He would never admit it to anyone... But that was the first time Tomoegata felt true anger. He didn't realized it until the moon rose in the sky and he talked to Kokindenjunotachi about what occurred in the afternoon.

♡ He learned from his soothing words that those emotions were rather normal and sometimes were called jealousy. A part of him was scared that he could hold just burning emotions inside him that clouded his mind... but the other side made him feel like he could float on a cloud from understanding another part of being human and could connect closer to his Saniwa.

[raggedy-dxctor]

Fluff Alphabet w/ Otto Octavius

pairing(s): otto octavius x gn!reader

warnings: none, just a soft otto

A - Attractive (What do they find most attractive in a person and about you?)

Honestly, Otto finds loyalty and passion insanely attractive, he loves it when people ramble about their interests. Otto's favourite thing about you is your laugh and love for your hobbies, he greatly admires your dedication and motivation.

B - Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why Not? How big?)

I can't see him really thinking about children too much at all if im being honest, he probably views his work as his child, but he'd definitely be very eager to have a pet family with you. of course, if you desperately wanted a child he would be perfectly happy to have one with you, he's just not given it too much thought.

C - Cuddle (Do they like to cuddle? How do they like to cuddle most?)

Absolutely adores cuddling with you. his favourite is you cuddled up to his side as he wraps a protective arm around your shoulders and intertwines his free hand with yours, absent mindedly squeezing it every now and then.

D - Date (Ideal date?)

I feel like he'd be a picnic under the stars kinda guy? wine, cheese, sandwiches, the lot all while you lie down on your backs, stargazing, romantic music echoeing in the background, which he will later ask you to dance to.

E - Energetic (How energetic are they?)

Not very energetic at all, he's more of a calm loved

F - Fight (How are they in a fight?)

Pretty relaxed, but he can get a bit fidgety, so it's always a plus when he can hold onto your hand and trace cirlces on the back of it to calm himself

H - Honesty (How honest are they? Do they keep secrets?)

100% honest. absolutely no secrets except suprises for your birthday or anniversary

I - Injury (How do they react if you get injured?)

Super frantic and worried, even if it's a small injuey and somewhere in the back of his mind he knows you'll be fine, he goes out of his way to triple check that you're ok.

J - Jealousy (Are they the jealous type? How do they deal with it?)

Rarely ever jealous, he just isn't bothered by the advances of others because he knows no one could take you away from him, he's definitely protective, but never jealous.

K - Kiss (Their favorite way to kiss you?)

Quick kisses on the forehead and lips

L - Love Confession (How did they confess their love?)

Super nervous ans fidgety, but just told you straight up, took you to the side of the room and straight up confessed his undying, long-term love.

M - Mean (What are they like when they’re mean? Is it common?)

Never. Otto is never mean to you.

N - Nicknames (Do they have nicknames for you? What are their favorites for them?)

Darling, my dear, honey

O - Open (How long did it take for them to open up to you?)

I'd say a few months, he trusts you 100% from day one, he just needs to know that you're both equally comfortable to open up to eachother, hs doesn't want you to feel pressured or obligated to open up to him, just because he's perfectly fine doing it to you

P - Proposal (How would they propose? Would they propose at all?)

Over a candle lit dinner, proposes to you with some kind of cheesy proposal quote from literature. like one minute he's saying it and the next he's on one knee proposing to you, making a speech about how you're the love of his life. definitely would get your opinion on it long before though, if you're not comfortable with marriage or even slightly hesitant he'd never even consider it.

Q - Quiet (What are quiet moments like with them?)

Super peaceful and relaxed, sitting in a comfortable silence as you enjoy eachother's company. most likely reading or just in need of some down time

R - Rainy Day (What are they like in the rain?)

Adores watching the rain with you. think dark academia vibe, he'll sit inside with you cuddled up to him, staring out the window with you at the calm rain. he loves watching it and the sound of it, but isn't a big fam of being caught out in it.

S - Sad (How do they handle their sadness? How do they react to yours?)

Otto rarely gets sad, but if he does it'll be over a failed project at the lab, he tries to hide it, but gives up when he finds out how easy it is for you to notice, plus it feela better talking it through with you anyway. when you're sad he'll go full out, cuddles, constant reassurance and reinforcement that he"# always there for you.

T - Time (How long did it take for you to get together?)

Not too long like a few months, at first he's too engrained in his work to notice his developing feelings for you, but then as you start spending more time with him at the lab he falls harder and refuses to bottle up his feelings anymore .

U - Unique (What’s an interesting thing about them that not a lot of people know about?)

He's really into old texts from loke ancient mythologies, he finds the history fascinating

V - Value (What are some of the things they value most in life? value most about you?)

Values his work and your love most. out of everything about you, your patience, smile and loyalty are by far the things he values most.

W - Wildcard (random fluff headcanon)

He's a really big fan of braiding your hair, like he's practically mastered it, even if you have short hair, he'll gently braid a strand of it amd then pin it back omtonthe side of you head.

X - XO (Are they affectionate with hugs and kisses? If not, are they in other ways?)

Very, very affectionate. big pda advocate, loves to hold your hand, hug and kiss you. he will pepper kisses over your face on the walk home from work, give you a giant bear hug when you come into the lab in the mornin4if he's stayed overnight, etc.

Y - Yearn (How do they deal with yearning?)

He yearns for you all the time, he misses ypu so.much if you're not glued to his side, so to cope with it, he writes poetry. he puts his yearning to use, thr words perfectly representing how much he longs to be in your presence again.

Z - Zen (What makes them calm?)

Stroking your hair, humming his favourite song with you,! you tracing circles on his forearm all calm him down instantly.

[soft-boi-eli]

Helloo! Could I ask for cc!SBI x GN! Streamer Reader during TwitchCon (I'm not from the US nor Europe so I probs won't be able to go next year, but at least the thought of it seems nice)? Thanks, and remember to stay hydrated! <3

Yes. And I will keep hydrated. Sorry if it take a bit I want it to be as good as possible.

Pronouns:nonbinary

Tw: cussing, mentions of anxiety

Not proofread.

Why is there a tag limit of 30?

Best friends are family.

The flight over was he'll. Leaving you tired and jet lagged as you wandered the air port.

You were to meet up with four people. As you had been a part of a huge server with them.

Not only did you guys play minecraft together. You had streams where you just talk, anwser questions, play little games with them. Even just had one of your guys just talking to the other person while they streamed. It was the only relationship you had. They were your family. Well best friends.

But that doesn't matter right?

When you finally locked eyes with this brown haired guy, glasses, quite tall, looked quite like one of your four friends you immediately froze.

This was real. They weren't fake.

"Techno?" It was quite and was nearly drowned out by the sounds of the air port.

But the brunette looked your way. Eyes widening slightly as he had seen your face on face time before. You two were faceless streamers. Or nearly faceless. Only really showing your faces on huge achievements or to people you know. So most people didn't know what you looked like.

"(Y/n)?" Nodding to him you smiled under your mask.

He had a smile in his eyes as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. "Let's get out of this crowd. Phil took tommy and wilbur outside since they had a long flight." you both weaved through people. "Understandable. I mean look how many people exsit here." You spoke.

With a chuckle he lead you to the exit. The two blondes and one brunette stood near the door, obviously kind of relived from being out of the crowd.

"Look who I found." Technos voice brought the other three to look in your direction. "Hey! (Y/n) have a nice flight mate?" Phil's question was heartfilled but honestly you didn't want to think of the horrid experience.

"Not too bad not too good. Hopped on the soonest plane. And dear God it was hell." It was obvious by your tone that you didn't want to speak about it. So they were quick to shift the subject.

"So the b&b you're staying at? Where is it?" You looked at tommy confused. Didn't he know that you all are going to the same b&b?

"Same one as us tommy. Did you even listen to us on the flight?" Wilbur spoke up before you could deliver your sarcastic comment.

"Really? Didn't expect that." Tommy seemed confuses. Rolling your eyes at the teen you spoke. "Ah yes let's send one of the most socially awkward people out to rent a room in a b&b alone. How smart." Getting the hint tommy chuckled at the sarcastic comment.

"Oh yeah. I forgot that you had that bad of anxiety." Looking back to him with a 'bitch really?' Look he laughed. "You forgot I had crippling anxiety. It took what? 5 months before I started to fully talk to all of you? It was literally just you guys talking to me until one day out of the blue I started talking back." As you spoke you guys got to technos car.

As techno had driven here he was the one that was driving you the the b&b. No need for rental cars.

"So, (y/n), Phil, tommy, wilbur. Have do you guys wanna pick up some food first? Or nah?" Techno was quick to ask. And having a hungry teen in the car it was automatically a yes.

The day flew by. Jokes were told, food was eaten. And naps were quick to happen.

But that all came to a hard stop. TwitchCon. You weren't on the main panel like most of the others. Having been just added and just climbing up. But you did have your own meet and greet station.

And that was enough to pick at your anxiety.

But you decided to breathe through it. Hoping to get through this and live another day.

What helped was the fact that not many people came up to you. Having no idea if you were the real one. But when you got to your booth hell rang loose. You were now confirmed to be the real you and people wanted autographs, photos, videos, little trinkets you ended up selling.

It was not as bad as you thought. Not many people pushing past your boundires.

"Omg it's (t/n)! (Twitch name) they are so cool can I go say hi!" The younger child was quick to rush up to you as their parents nodded.

"HI! I wanted to say i love you and your content! I was wondering if I could get an autograph. Also how do you do it? How do you look so genderless!" This child was going miles a minute and honestly it was one of the sweetest things. "Well it takes years of work and finding what's best. here's your autograph. Would you like a photo?" They nodded so fast it was almost like their head was going to fall off.

Laughing lightly you wrapped an arm around their shoulder and they wrapped theirs around yours.

Their parents were quick to snap a photo and call their child back to them. Not wanting to take up too much of your time.

And to you luck the four boys you were waiting for had arrived. Relife.

You smiled and waved them over. "(Y/n). You seem happy." Technos voice was calm.

"Just a very kind and energetic fan. It was nice too see someone like them." You looked in the direction of the kid. Noticing something you hadn't before. They were bald. Looked kind of sickly. And seemed kind of off. Excusing yourself you grabbed something from under your table. One of the many stuffed animals you had onder there with a embroidered signature from you. It was a little stuffed snow leopard.

Rushing to find the child you tapped their shoulder. Turning around they seemed confused. "(T/n)? What are you doing over here shouldn't you be over near your stand?" You smiled under your mask.

"You seem to be going through something and I wanted to make sure one of my number one fans had something special to make them feel better. Here you go. My channels mascot with an embroidered signature so you will always remember to fight on Cub." Your followers are known as your Cubs. And this one was a special one. They made your day.

Now it wastime for you to make their day.

With gentle hands they took the plush to their chest tears in their eyes. They latched onto you as they cried softly. Rubbing their back you saw the parents tearing up. Their mother pulled her mask down mouthing thank you then pulling it back up quickly.

Nodding gently you hug the child lightly. Letting go slowly you look at them. "I belive in you. So you take these words. Fight on. Never give up. You are one of the strongest people I have seen alright? You're gonna make it through this no matter what." Patting their head you smiled as they nodded.

There was a new spark in their eye.

This powerful Cub. Phil and the other came up behind you. "Hey there mate. Having a good time?" The child seemed so happy.

This is what you guys were here for. To see these joyful expressions. To make your fans happy. To give them some kind of escape.

There was no way you'd let anything get between you and your fans. No matter what.

I needed wholesome.

So I apologize for this taking so long but I was stressed about other things and that caused a chain reaction in my life. But next week I should start school so that's a plus.

Also when I do start school again imma be working slower. And I do apologize about that.

I'll try my best to get more of these out. So E.

Anyways hoped you enjoyed.

-Eli out!!

[homosexuality-at-its-finest]

i'm feeling like a b- *coughs* today and saw that you write for Hannibal so here I am inflicting this on others hbgvyh. maybe a will or hannibal (i can't decide) x reader where reader is the kid of a notorious serial killer and was always affected by that and Will/Hannibal never brought it up until an argument making reader storm out and W/H feel bad? Angst to fluff? And I totally get if you don't want to do this so have a nice day-night! Did you know that a group of bunnies is called a fluffle?

A/n: I'm high on cough syrup rn and getting the information that a group of bunnies is called a fluffle made me cry, thank you. I will hold this information dear. On another note I hope you enjoy this!!

Plot: Requested :)

Pairing: Hannibal Lecter x Gn! Reader

Y/N: Your name

L/n: Last name

E/c: Eye color

Warnings: Angst, mentions of murder and blood, reader is traumatized tm, Hannibal is manipulative tbh, fluff, making up, cursing

Word count: 942

The L/n family had been tainted for years, a great shame to their only child Y/n. Their father had been a notorious serial killer, only getting caught because of a slip up. The father had tried to use his child as a shield and was shot down in front of the very child he had put in harms way.

The story was known nationwide, and for many years the traumatized Y/n had to deal with people prying into their life and their business to learn about the situation. Very few had ignored their dark past, and one of those people was Y/n’s partner Hannibal.

The man was a renowned psychologist who had quite a few murder cases under his belt, and he knew better than to ask his beloved about their own experiences. He could tell Y/n was still traumatized by what they saw that day. Hannibal didn’t need to see his partner having nightmares to know this information.

He could see it in the way Y/n would flinch at the mention of their father’s name or become uncomfortable at the mere mention of blood. There were many tell-tale signs of his partners trauma, which had made the entire situation more fucked up.

The couple had been arguing, what they were arguing over Hannibal couldn’t remember. It was something small and trivial that had been blown out of proportion by his beloved. The killer could feel the rage burning in his veins as they screamed back and forth, Y/n getting closer to him as they argued.

Hannibal used one thing in his arsenal he knew would hurt his lover more than anything else, and he had stooped low to win the argument. He watched as Y/n threw their hands in the air, annoyance clear in their body language.

“What the hell is wrong with you Hannibal?” The words were hissed out as Y/n’s E/c eyes narrowed in on him.

“Darling are we sure I’m the one who is fucked up?” Hannibal’s words came out as lazy and condescending. “Last I checked my father wasn’t the mass murderer.” It was a low blow, and he knew that, and as soon as the words left his lips regret bubbled in his chest.

Y/n took a step back as if they’d been burned, and Hannibal wanted nothing more than to grab their smaller figure and pull Y/n against his chest. He was far too stubborn to do that sadly, watching as Y/n’s arms wrapped self-consciously around their frame.

Tears welled up in the beautiful E/c eyes that Hannibal loved so dearly, leaving an aching hole in his chest.

“Fuck you Hannibal.” He had barely heard the words as Y/n turned away, grabbing their keys and bag without a second thought. Pleas died on his lips before they could be spoken, for once he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to calm the raging storm in his lover.

He watched as an outsider from his own body as the one he loved left his home, leaving him alone to sink into the abyss of guilt. The killer knew he shouldn’t have said that it was a topic that wasn’t mentioned, let alone thrown into Y/n’s face.

The brunette let out a low sigh, fingers carding through his greying hair. He didn’t know how he was going to make it up to them. His mind was only drawing blanks, causing his skin to broil with irritation.

He let Y/n cool off for a few days, knowing that his partner would only get angrier if he approached now. After 4 days of letting Y/n cool off, he had bought a bouquet of orchids and made his way towards their apartment.

He could tell his lover was home by their car in the driveway, so he proceeded up the front steps before knocking. He waited patiently for Y/n to answer the door, forcing himself not to shift uncomfortably.

The door was opened by the familiar face he loved so dearly, an apologetic smile spreading across his lips.

“Y/n, darling I’m so sorry for what I said.” He spoke before Y/n could. “It was out of line, and it was wrong of me to hold it against you. I didn’t mean it, I said it during a fit of anger.” The psychologist took a breath, waiting for Y/n to speak.

“If you ever say anything like that again, we’re done.” The words held a finality to them, making him subtly gulp. The smile that spread across his partners lips soothed the anxiety stirring inside the killer. “Really orchids? You sap.” The playful words banished any anxiety left, a loving smile spreading across his lips.

“Of course, darling, they symbolize sincerity.” He replied, handing them to Y/n. “May I come in?” Hannibal was unsure if his partner was ready to be around him yet, but the hand pulling him inside pushed the worries away.

“Who knew the great Hannibal Lecter knew so much about flowers?” Y/n teased, pecking his cheek. Hannibal knew damn well he’d say many more regrettable things in the future, but right now he had Y/n once more, and he refused to ever let them go. Similar to a predator with their prey, the only way Y/n would escape this relationship was in death, not that they needed to know that of course. For now they could be content and happy, ignorant to the monster that lurked within Hannibal.

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I have a request!!! ;o; But only if you wannaaaa.. Could I get a NSFW with Whitebeard? I know size difference is kinda implied but could you somehow mention the fact that his hands are huge and can pick up my entire upper torso with one palm please? Can be female/GN reader, also I like the HC of calling him Eddie. (/▽＼) Thanks for considering!

Hello Bee my dear ☺️ Of course I can do this for you 🥺 So I had to picture him young to do this maybe when he first started his own crew young.. But this was interesting to do! I hope you enjoy this my dear! take care I hope you have an amazing rest of the day! Sorry for the delay on this request💙

Edward Newgate (Whitebeard) x GN Reader: My Dearest Darling N/SFW

Warning: size difference, penetration, (mention of being split in half)

“E..Eddie do you have to be so rough?” you were on all four on the bed. His enormous figure behind you. You were only able to take so much of him at a time. If you took anymore of him he would have split you in half. Eddie would rearrange your organs if he wanted to and at times during these passionate moments he did. You weren't able to walk straight for a few days at a time.

Steadying his pace as he came to a bit of a halt “Cant handle it, my dear.”

“ Sometimes I think you forget your own strength but then again they don't call you the world's strongest man for no reason.” You said in a merely taunting manner picking your head up throwing it back slightly.

“ I was given that title fairly _______. Besides, I haven't even used my true strength on you and it seems you can barely handle what I give you.” Eddie said. “Let me ask you a question.”

Feeling his large coming from underneath you. His hand alone wrapped around your torso his this callous hands grasping lightly onto you .”If you're tired of being on your hands and knees and can gladly give your body the support it needs.”

Before you could respond feeling his girthy member pushing deeper inside of you. You let out a whine. Since his hand was supporting you from underneath. You couldn’t muffle the sounds of your moans in the pillow inches away from you. “Shit,” you said underneath your breath panting as you felt him going deeper every single time. His full member wasn’t even in all the way. Even through there was pain present it was being numb with the pleasure he was giving you. The room is filled with your sweet symphony of moans. Eddie feels himself not breaking much of a sweat but the warm breath filling the room, his body with a thin coat of sweat.

“I can feel your body trembling in the palm of my hands. I take this as a good sign my dear”  unable to witness the smile peering on his face. You could only imagine the sinister lust that could be peering in his eyes.

“Ed...Eddie.. Crap,” trying to catch your breath once more. “You’re going to split me in half,” you called out once more in a whining tone.

“I do enjoy you saying my name like that _____. Trust me I won’t split you…. This time.”

On the outside no one dare to disturb their captains intimate time with dearest darling. They just avoided that side of the ship until the coast was clear and the hallways felt silent. Beside I dont think none of them wanted to hear their Pop getting it on.

Tagging: @fireflykaizoku @undercoverweeeb

[aike-pandas]

Sweet as honey~°♪

[Karl Jacobs x GN!Reader]

Summary; Karl and the reader they haven't had a moment alone in a while, so Karl set up a little surprise date for both of you.

Warnings: Probably not proof read, use of nicknames.

Main Characters: C!Karl Jacobs & Reader.

Read here before requesting~°♪

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If anyone would have told you, that you would be dating the sweetest boy in earth you wouldn't have believe them. Why? Because you were a hot-headed/impulsive person. And you had complaints about that way too often.

Yet there were you, dating the most sweet and curious boy in the SMP (except perhaps for some of the minors, but they were kids so no one counts that). You felt lucky... Until he and his friends started to built Kinoko Kingdom, kinda neglecting you in the process.

You were already in an alliance with “Las Nevadas”, even though it was still in procces of being created, you promised Quackity you would join him in his new country. And separated from one another, you and Karl spent weeks like that.

But one day Karl decided to go and surprise you, he had already planned everything. The place, the stuff, all he was missing was his date. His lovely partner that formed part in Quackity's country. His best friend's fiancé.

He walked towards Las Nevadas, searching for your presence. He was excited to take you on a date, he missed you way too much.

You missed him too, but you were having lots of fun with the Quackity–Wilbur interactions. That, and Fundy's reaction when he heard Tommy asking them if they were kissing. Poor fox boy he almost passed out there.

—Y/n~! –the cheerful boy called for you, his lover.

You gazed at his direction, a tiny smile crossing your face. He has messaged you to meet up at the entrance of Las Nevadas, near the Beeduo cookie factory. You couldn't lie, he looked more handsome than his average self with a purple shirt half unbuttoned in the high part and black jeans. You could also see some gold jewelry hanging of his neck and wrists.

—Hello Karl –you walked towards him, just to get wrapped in a hug.

You couldn't deny that he was warm, all his actions and words towards you were warm. So you just snuggled more onto him, making him blush a little while doing his cute laugh.

—Ready for our date my dear? –he asked holding your hands gently, to which you just nodded with a smile, letting him lead the way.

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The date was, in short words, awesome. He had made the place in one of the mountains, a table for two with delicious and homemade food. It was beautiful, and he did really made up for the lost time between you two. You both really missed eachother, and Karl like you, wouldn't let that happen again.

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Note; sorry if it's short, I really ran out of ideas while writing this- hope you enjoyed it.

ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ bye~