#oh boi i really tried here anon haha

[01zfan]

hii could u write about eunseok and reader secretly dating in college ; like hes the cool boy who’s always helping us and when we do a joke he says its not funny just to see the reader smile ! and the reader is literally the sweetest girl + shes funny BUT one day reader go to college with a hickey from eunseok and their friend group (who doesn’t know about them dating) make suppositions about who she’s fucking behind her back (not in a mean way ofc !!!) and eunseok just happened to be with them at this moment ! soo he could get jealous and hint that she’s dating him etcetc till reader join her friends and sits right next to eunseok or wtvvv you can make wtv you want for the endung haha

hi anon! i hope you like what i did with your request, thanks for sending one in heh

hot girl semester | s. es

secret!bf!eunseok x reader | 2.6k words

mainly fluff and a little suggestive. basically the reader is supposed to be in her hot girl era but that is impossible when she’s immediately locked down by eunseok (she’s just like me). not proofread.

contains: making out. a lil bit of jealousy. random idols mentioned for worldbuilding

eunseok met you through a mutual friend. he had you in introduction to psychology but could never bring himself to say a word to you. you on the other hand, said hello to eunseok every time you passed by him on campus. whether it was in the quad or in a testing hall, whether you were alone or with your friends you never hesitated to wave your hand at him and say “hi eunseok!”. your chipper voice and cute smile had become engrained in his head. eunseok just couldn’t figure out why you wanted to say hello to him so badly. 

he was eating with his friends at the dining hall when he saw you before you saw him. you were browsing the different food they had available for the day.

“that’s the girl i was talking about earlier.” eunseok points to you. the whole table turned their head in unison.

“don’t all look at once!” eunseok wastes his breath, because they all stay staring at you across the dining hall.

“oh, that’s who you were talking about?” sohee finished his food a long time ago. he pauses whatever he’s watching on his phone to look at you. 

slowly, everyone at the table figures out it’s you who eunseok is talking about.

“she’s like the sweetest person ever.” sungchan says in between a bite of food.

“she’s always like…hi shotaro.” shotaro says copying the infliction in your voice.

sungchan laughs and points at shotaro. 

“that’s exactly what she sounds like. she’s adorable.” seunghan says.

“me and her are pretty close.” anton looks up from his assignment just for a moment to add to the conversation.

everyone else at the table was indifferent to what anton said. eunseok found himself taking an interest, turning to anton.

“how so?” eunseok tried not to pry. one thing his friends were good at was giving him a hard time.

“well we were in the same orientation group and we just stayed in contact. she’s probably the sweetest person i’ve ever met. she’s really smart too.” anton said casually.

“outta your league.” sohee says, not looking up from his phone.

“womp womp.” seunghan gave eunseok a thumbs down.

“i can’t ask questions?” eunseok said.

“she’s coming over here.” sungchan’s teasing voice was about five octaves higher than his normal one.

when you made eye contact with eunseok, sungchan elbowed him playfully. you came towards his table with a group of your own, girls eunseok did not recognize.

“hey guys!” you waved at everyone at the table individually. eunseok watched as all his friends smiled and waved back at you. your kindness had that effect of people. eunseok tries to recall seeing wonbin smile as big as he did when you playfully pulled at his beanie.

“you know it’s summer right?” everyone at the table laughed. eunseok felt himself holding back a smile.

eunseok watched as you intermingled friend groups. you introduced your girls to his friends, some of them already knowing eachother.

“now we are all acquainted, can we sit here?” giselle, one of your friends asked.

“yeah the dining hall is packed and you guys are taking up alot of the seating.” you said.

everyone at the table looked towards eunseok. eunseok was too busy looking at you looking at him to notice all eyes on him.

“eunseok is thinking.” shotaro laughed looking up at you from the table.

“of course you can sit here.” eunseok started moving everyones things to the side “move over guys.”

“wahh.” sungchan moved to the other side of the table to sit next to wonbin.

“our cool guy eunseok.” anton smiled. anton didn’t move, giving you space to squeeze in next to eunseok. 

your friends quickly chose seats. giselle and winter sat inbetween to shotaro and sungchan, bahiyyih sat next to anton, and sullyoon went by seunghan.

you squeezed in by anton, sitting next to eunseok. everyone went into chatting amongst themselves, many of them sharing the same classes. you watched bahiyyih and anton talk about their sociology class, helping eachother sign into the classes groupchat for study groups. you and eunseok were the only ones completely silent at the table.

“hey eunseok.” you couldn’t stop smiling. eunseok’s ear started becoming red. were you teasing him? he didn’t know anything except for the fact that he was smiling hard for no reason.

you and eunseok eventually started a conversation, but eunseok couldn’t wipe the smile from his face. he couldn’t wipe it away when you touched his arm, or when you snuck him your number underneath the table. you and your girls left eventually to get to class, while the boys stayed a little longer. eunseok had to remain neutral, trying to not bring any attention to himself. he kept your number safely in his pocket until he made it back to his dorm room.

eunseok texted you first. he was the one who took the leap to ask you to come over and hang out while shotaro was gone. of course, you knew what this hangout was going to be. within ten minutes of walking through the door, eunseok’s lips were on yours. before you knew it, you were waking up the next morning in eunseok’s bed. he had his arm wrapped around you and pulled you in close. you unwrapped his arm from yours, successfully not waking him up. you left just in time, turning the corner to see shotaro knock on the door before going in. you cursed yourself for leaving behind your bra. you made the trek back to your apartment, thinking about the night before.

giselle eyed you when you came through the door of your shared apartment. 

“i thought you’d be at class by now?” you said. you didn’t look too disheveled, but still it was obvious you had a night of fun.

“i don’t have class on tuesdays.” giselle laughed. she was sitting on the couch and pointed at your shared calendar “did someone fuck your memory away?”

“giselle!” you grumble.

“i’m not the one to judge. hot girl semester, right?” giselle said looking at you from the couch. 

“right.”

you forgot about the goal you and giselle set for this semester. focusing on school, not making time for men besides the occasional booty call. 

“no catching feelings.” giselle pointed at you mockingly. 

“it was a one time thing, giselle.” 

you went into your room and shut the door. you made a promise to yourself to not see eunseok again. this lasted only a few minutes after eunseok texted you saying how badly he wants to see you again. and that you left your bra, that shotaro almost found. it’s no surprise you were at his house the next night. and the night after that. anytime shotaro would be gone you were there. giselle never questioned it, but you believed she was bringing people over as well.

casual hookup turned to dates, and friends turned into dating. you had your reservations though, dating someone so close to the school year starting. so eunseok also ended up being the one to make the compromise.

“we don’t have to tell anyone we are seeing eachother.” eunseok had his hands in yours, gripping them tight.

“i’m not ashamed of us. i want you to know that.” you said, rubbing his hand. 

“i know. i get it.” eunseok hated the secrecy. he understood the privacy, but secrecy was too much.

“lets just keep this between us, for now.” you patted his head, making eunseok smile.

that was three months ago.

eunseok now sat next to you on the couch, breath hot on your neck. your book was long forgotten, the notes you were taking on it probably being wrinkled underneath your bodies. his laptop with his twelve paged paper (that was due tonight) sat open on the coffee table in front of him. all that mattered was trying to pull little whimpers from you, and to get as close to you as possible.

eunseok sat on the couch and pulled you to straddle his lap. you let out a little sound, probably surprised by how fast he grabbed you. 

eunseok wasted no time bringing you closer with one hand on your ass and his other pressing on the small of your back. you kissed him like you were in a rush or distracted.

“we have all day baby.” eunseok pulling away from you. you brushed hair away from his face, looking him in the eyes. eunseok smiled when you brought him in for a slow kiss.

it was yearning kiss. not only did sneaking around take a toll on you, but the course load was tiring as well. you often found yourself sleeping on eunseok’s couch sitting up, him moving you to the bed. you were losing time, always thinking about how badly you wanted to be with him.

eunseok must have felt the same, because he never let you out of his hands when he got a hold of you. at parties he would always stick close to you, keeping an eye on you at all times. he respected that you wanted to be with your girls, and that no one knew you were dating, so he kept to his group. he would be lying if he said he wasn’t watching you the whole night. 

you were both interrupted by a phone call. instantly your eyes shot wide open and eunseok almost laughed at the cartoonish expression you had. you reached for your phone on the coffee table behind you and eunseok kept his hands on you to give you balance.

you grabbed your phone and looked at eunseok in panic. you showed him the caller ID before answering it.

“hey giselle! what’s up?”

eunseok looked at you as you gave giselle all of your attention. you mindlessly grabbed on one of eunseok’s hands, tracing patterns on his hand.

“i completely forgot about the study group with everyone. i’m at the library right now, so i’m pretty close.”

giselle says something eunseok can’t hear, but he sees your eyes get wide.

“i don’t know where eunseok is, you’d have to call and ask him.” you try so hard to not sound suspicious, but a nervous twinge to your voice makes it go up an octave.

almost immediately, eunseok feels his phone ringing in his back pocket. he moves forward, still holding you in place to grab his phone. eunseok giggles before showing you the caller ID.

eunseok declines the call and puts the phone back in his pocket. eunseok goes back to kissing any part of your body he can get to, light and feathery.

“he declined? maybe he’s busy i’m not sure. but i’m coming. i’ll be there in like fifteen minutes.”

eunseok’s lips find his favorite part of your neck. he starts sucking lightly, careful not to leave a mark.

“giselle, no i’m alone right now.”

“no i’m not with jake!”

eunseok considered himself to be very level headed. he approached everything with an attitude that helped him shed negative emotions. but he couldn’t stop that jealousy from bubbling in his chest at the mentioning of jake, someone who had been doting on you since the start of the semester. so eunseok started to suck a little harder than usual. a hand also creeped its way up your shirt, squeezing your breast.

“i’m serious! okay bye i’ll see you soon.”

you hang up the phone and lean into eunseok’s lips. his hand grips you a little tighter.

“eunseok i have to go.” you say without moving. eunseok murmurs “mhm” into your skin.

you snap out of your reverie when eunseok lightly bites your neck. you break apart from him quickly and look down at eunseok. his hair is pushed back, his lips slightly parted in a pout.

“did you leave a mark?” you say bewildered. eunseok wordlessly nods his head.

“eunseok! all of my makeup is at my apartment across campus.” you punch him in the shoulder lightly, but he dramatically rubs his arm for effect.

“wanna leave one on me too?” eunseok bent his neck. you were tempted, but you were the one who wanted to have study group, you had to go.

you gathered all your stuff, putting your things in a backpack. you quickly walk over to his door. eunseok follows behind you, pulling at your clothes a little. before you open the door you turn around to face him. 

“show up ten minutes before me. say you were sleeping.” 

you take a detour before going to the study group. you make it to the bathroom to inspect your hickey. it’s unsalvageable. you take out a sweatshirt, from you bag. too warm for the weather. you pull it up all the way, covering up a majority of your hickey. you realize looking in the mirror you have eunseoks’ sweater on.

eunseok beats you to the study room. he walks in to see his friend group have a heated discussion. they are not talking about work, instead they have bahiyyih and sullyoon on each side of the whiteboard. on the board there’s “WHO IS SHE FUCKING?” im big bold letters. the entire room is laughing writing random names of every man you have interacted with this semester. eunseok sees jake, sunghoon, mark, jaehyun. with each name eunseok feels himself get more and more jealous. he remembers seeing some of these men approach you at parties, trying to get you to go home with them. eunseok had no reason to be jealous, each time you went home with him. sometimes you would even slip in declarations of your devotion to him while you were together.

but when eunseok sat down at the table, there was a silence that settled in the room. 

eunseok pointed at the name that pissed him off the most. sunghoon was the one you spent the most time with, especially because you two were in the same group for a project.

“he’s not really her type.” eunseok says simply.

“oh here he goes.” sungchan laughs.

“what’s her type then eunseok?” shotaro looks to giselle. giselle looks at shotaro.

when you enter the private study group room, instantly everyone is digging into you. you try not to look at eunseok, even though he’s staring at you intensely.

“what the hell is that on your neck?” sungchan points at the blooming bruise peeking underneath your collar.

“i thought you were in the library, you little minx.” giselle elbows shotaro next to her. you see those two are sitting pretty close together. 

“she was not reading books.” anton emphases the not causing the table to laugh.

“y’all need to mind your business.” you can’t stop smiling though. you know the teasing is lighthearted and comes from a good place. knowing that they don’t know it’s eunseok who left those marks made you want to laugh as well.

“we are trying to figure out who you’re fucking and you’re laughing?” wonbin looks over to you from the other side of the table. 

“i thought we came here to study?” you say pulling out your books.

eventually, you see sullyoon write an “e” everyone in the room goes dead silent. shotaro rips through the silence with a loud laugh. now your face is really hot, looking at eunseok’s name slowly be spelled out by sullyoon. 

you stare at eunseok’s name being written on the whiteboard. 

“if you guys bring that type of energy into exams you will ace them.” you smile looking to eunseok.

the study room erupts into cheers and laughs. you hear several “i knew it’s” and “i told you’s” as you take out your books and papers.

“now that’s out of the way can we study now?”

[yaekiss]

hi so [holds head in hands] no pressure to fulfill this request of course but like. heizou, kazuha, and the wanderer (separate) going down on you lol,, haha,, bonus points if it’s their first time doing anything with you,, or anyone, for that matter,,, (afab mc preferred ^^)

oh and since you’re not familiar with heizou’s character yet, i have some ideas … i know a lot of people make him out to be super experienced and like yeah. no shame to that. that’s epic. but god. look. listen… there’s untapped potential here [shakes you aggressively] heizou, aware of his own flirty reputation and also wanting to impress you, pretends to know what he’s doing and acts all confident like yeah. i got this bbg. i fucked around already. mhm. totally. i’m gonna give you the time of your life fr. yet he just… mentally bluescreens when it actually gets to the real deal. his face heats up, his mouth goes slack, and he stares like an idiot. internal monologue is probably: what do i do. what do i DO. i do not want to fuck this up HOLY FUCKKKKKKKKKK. eventually you get sick of his virgin act and decide to help him out by sitting on his face and riding the fuck out of him. yeah

— 🌻 nonnie (i hope you’re well!)

𝑯𝒐𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒆?

꩜ Room Content: Dom! GN! Reader! x Sub! Heizou, Sub! Kazuha, Sub! Wanderer (separate), terms "pussy" "folds" & "clit" used to refer to reader's anatomy, terms "cunt" & "folds" used to describe Wanderer's anatomy, cunnilingus (reader receiving in all 3 parts, implied giving in Wanderer's part), you ride their faces 😼, all 3 of them are inexperienced, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: Thank you for waiting 🌻 anon!!! Ran out of steam after Heizou's part so Kazuha's and Wanderer's parts are in bulleted points orz... Anyways, here's ur order of the an3mo boys eating you out ♡ Hope you enjoy hehe !!

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟕𝟐𝟒: 𝑺. 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒐𝒖

After countless weeks (weeks!) of chasing each other around, Heizou’s cryptic riddles and your vague replies for him to unravel, he finally has you where he wants you! (Or do you have him right where you want him?)

Though, you need to give him credit where credit is due. Everything in the room has been set up to your liking and the thought of how much effort he put into this has your heart fluttering a bit.

“Well? Impressed?” There’s a cocky smirk on Heizou’s face and you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. You’re aware of the reputation he’s amassed on the streets, rumours of how he’s a casanova unlike no other, how he can charm anyone into his arms. Frankly, you couldn’t really see the supposed suave flirtatious persona in him. Like, are we talking about the same Heizou? The man who made you go on a wild goose chase through the town, only to reach a scenic lake and have the moment ruined by him falling into the water while he’s excitedly waving to you from afar. (Though his shirt got soaked through and you got to see his cute nipples… Hmm, maybe the rumours have some truth to them after all.) But you’re not one to back down without a fight.

“I’ll give you my answer in the morning so you better make tonight count, detective.” Slowly shedding your clothes, you eye him with a brimming anticipation as he watches, his own eyes glued to your mesmerising figure. 

After you lay back on the bed, Heizou wastes no time in diving between your legs, trailing featherlight kisses up from your calf to your inner thighs. He slowly inches his way up towards your core before, all of a sudden, all his previous actions stop. You can feel his hands on you falter a bit as the bed shifts and dips as he sits back on his knees. Puzzled by the change in the mood, you sit up to check on Heizou but the sight you see is not one you were exactly expecting. 

His face is glowing with how red and blushy he’s gotten, hidden behind his hands as he tries to hide the expression he’s making. Clearing his throat and turning away from your gaze, he gulps audibly.

“Just… just give me a second to c-compose myself…” An odd awkwardness filters through the air and you can’t help but quirk an eyebrow up at this (not so) unforeseen turn of events.

“Why, is my little casanova scared? Where did your previous bravado go?” Teasing him further, you crawl seductively towards him, taking full amusement in watching him squirm nervously, peeking at you through the gaps of his fingers. 

“I’m not… scared… what are you talking about? Ahahaha…” His strained laughter trails off at the end and it’s the last straw for you. Annoyance taking hold of you, you grab onto his shoulders and push him down so that he’s lying on the bed, olive eyes wild and bewildered as they stare up at you. For the first time in a while, he has no idea what to expect and frankly, he didn’t think he’d be so turned on by it.

Before he can register what’s happening, mind hazy with lust and desire, you’ve planted yourself on his face. Tongue instinctively darting out, he tastes your slick and the mix of a whine and a groan escapes him. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through you, making you grind down on his face harder to chase your own climax. 

Heizou’s pussy eating skills are honestly pitiful but he almost makes up for it through his sheer enthusiasm alone. Messy slurps and moans fill the room as he clumsily laps up at your folds, drenching his mouth and chin. Your thighs clamp down on either side of his head but he shows no signs of slowing down or even stopping for air.

“I-it’s all… hahh… bark and no bite with- ah! -you isn’t it, Heizou?” All you get in return is a pathetic whine as he shifts so his nose nudges up against your clit. And that’s what it takes for you to cum. You ride out your high, your pace slowing down while you try to catch your breath. As your gaze refocuses, you catch a glimpse of the damp patch growing at the crotch area of Heizou’s pants and you laugh at his dazed drunken expression when you get off of him. 

Looks like you weren’t the only one who came.

“I’m impressed with your performance for now, detective. But for higher accuracy, what say we go for a few more rounds?”

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟏𝟎𝟐𝟗: 𝑲. 𝑲𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂

He’s probably the one who brings it up after overhearing one of the many raunchy conversations between Captain Beidou and the Tianquan (someone please buy him noise-cancelling earplugs)

The more he thinks about it, the more the idea seems viable. Besides, if it doesn’t work out in the end, the two of you would have learnt more about your tastes and preferences!

But seriously, he needs to pick a better time to spring his suggestions on you. While dining at a food stall, he nonchalantly asks you, “Would you mind if I… went down on you… the next time we make love?”

You almost did a spit take at his words

Internally cursing Beidou (how dare she unknowingly corrupt your adorable Kazuha before you can!!), you swallow your beverage before replying

“If it’s what you want, I’m not opposed to it darling”

The smile he flashes you is blinding and the moment would’ve been more tender if it weren’t for the previous lascivious question 

Sigh, still, how could you say no to such a cute lover

He’s another inexperienced one, years of drifting around and never really settling down with anyone means that he’s physically exposed to a lot of things for the first time with you

But he’s open minded, always open to trying out new experiences and kinks while making sure the both of you are comfortable

While he eats you out, he gets a little intoxicated by you, enjoying how you feel against his tongue, savouring every inch of you

Nothing else in the world matters right now expect pleasing you and making you cum on his face

Although you’re the one riding on him, somehow he’s the louder one????

He lets out muffled breathy puffs and moans, whining and squirming under you as he licks and indulges in you, occasionally calling out your name interspersed with, “More!” or “I love you!”

Feeling your orgasm building up, you gyrate your hips downwards to drive his tongue deeper in you

You cream on his face and he doesn’t hesitate to clean you up, not wasting a single drop (he’s really such a dear!)

The next day, Beidou gives him a firm slap on his back, chuckling about how she’s “glad that he’s getting some, but please keep it down, the other crewmates are trying to sleep”

Kazuha is understandably mortified and downright embarrassed at her words

He looks in your direction for some help but all you do is just laugh and think to yourself:

How can you make him scream your name next time?

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟏𝟎𝟑: 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

Granted, you were a little tipsy after a night out of drinking with Kaveh but you just had to bring it up to Wanderer as he’s hauling your drunk ass back home

“Hey… how about… hic!... you eat me out next time…? Hmm?”

He’s so thankful that you passed out in his arms before you could see his face explode into a shade of crimson at your words

“Seriously, how are you so shameless?”

When you wake up the next morning and go about your day, you can’t help but notice that your sweetheart has been staring at you nonstop (from across the room, sitting opposite you at the dining table, you name it)

However, whenever you try to ask him about it, he scoffs and hastily brushes you off, tilting his hat to avert your eyes while he rushes off (before inevitably coming back to continue staring at you 🙄)

Sick and tired of his antics, you manage to corner him and interrogate (read: bully) an answer out of the man

After he spills the beans on how he's been fantasising about what you said last night, you turn your gaze downwards and true to his words, he’s already drenched in his shorts

“To think the high and mighty Wanderer would be so affected by a passing comment, how lewd!”

Things progress quickly and the two of you find your way into the bedroom, lips locked in a heated kiss with hands roaming each other’s body

As you break from the kiss, he lays back and prepares for you to ride his face, resolve steeled even if he’s never done this before

You hover over his face since you’re worried about potentially suffocating him but he clicks his tongue and straight up says, “Are you looking down on me? I obviously have no need for air unlike you mortals do. Sit. On. My. Face.”

Hands grabbing your thighs, he plants you down on his face and goes to town

He eats you out with a feverish devotion, spurred on by the moans and praises that slip past your lips as if they’re the most divine hymns he’s ever heard

(If you’re his god, then he’s more than happy to be your throne!)

His eyes roll back when you tug on his hair as you cum, the pain mixed with pleasure muddies his senses but it doesn’t stop him from slurping up your release

Shakily pulling yourself off of his face, you think you hear a whine from him, violet eyes teary and pupils blown wide

You push his legs apart and settle yourself in front of his wet cunt, your hot breath fans across his sensitive folds and he has to stop himself from rolling his hips down to meet your face

“You were so good for me sweetheart, now let me return the favour yeah?”

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[boydepartment]

still into you- nishimura riki x reader

a/n: THIS WAS REQUESTED BY ONE OF MY ANONS HERE!

request: now months later reader's in the practice room, late at night on the floor, catching their breath while the music plays in the background softly. it was then when Ni-Ki slams open the door not expecting anyone to be there and their eyes meet through the reflection of the mirror dance rooms have

warnings- none tbh :3 just both of them being goofy

wc- 300-400

MASTERLIST

sprawling out on the practice room floor was like clockwork to you. especially after a long day of dancing and cardio.

it helped to keep you distracted too, your work was everything to you. it helped fill a void that you didn’t even want to think about right now.

you stretched out hearing a couple pops, laughing to yourself before flipping on your stomach to go on your phone.

frowning when you turned it on it was a wallpaper of you and your ex. you really need to delete it, it was still in the wallpaper album that changes it every hour.

it was just a reminder of the void, you weren’t even mad at him anymore. you missed him and wished you had communicated with him more. it’s one of your biggest regrets…

sighing you opened tiktok so you could have your break. your music from your ipad connected to the speakers playing softly in the background. ironically enough still into you by paramore was playing.

you were about to like a video when the door slammed open, scaring you so bad you jumped back.

“GO AWAY IM ABOUT TO PRACTICE!” the boy laughed before walking in, not even taking in your presence as he was looking down at his phone.

for a split second you took in his appearance now. it changed a lot, he looked like he bulked up, his hair was cut shorter, WAS THAT A TATTOO ON HIS FOREARM?

you blinked and he finally looked up at you, “oh.”

oh? that’s all he was gonna say to you? OH? after months of not talking… OH???

“um.” you quickly got up, grabbing your ipad, phone, and hoodie, “you can have the room haha it’s fine anyways-“

“wait no…” riki quickly ran to the door and blocked it, as you were making a beeline to the exit.

you looked up at him, your stuff pooling out of your hands, “get out of my way!”

“no!”

“what the hell!” you started to laugh, “you can have the practice room! let me go!”

“no!” riki said again, now using his arms and legs to block the door, “please don’t leave i really- i just-“

you set your stuff down by your feet, “you need to what? finally explain yourself, apologize for being a dick?”

riki was about to talk, “i-“ he put his hand up, “yeah…”

“little late for that.” you went to pick up your stuff again and you saw him trying to look through his brain for anything. his body slumping against the door now.

part of you felt kinda bad. the breakup was a little messy, him being busy, him not being able to tell you that he loves you, you both being a little short tempered. it just wasn’t the right time for either of you. you didn’t hold bad blood or anything. it was just awkward

you grabbed your stuff properly this time, “okay, move. it’s not funny or cute anymore.”

“anymore? you thought it was funny and cute before?” he put his hands and legs almost in a starfish position again against the door. grinning with that all too familiar mischievous smile of his.

“riki! i’m serious! i’ve been practicing forever, i smell bad and i need to get food!” you tried to move past him. you couldn’t help the small giggles escaping you.

“no! i can’t! i need to tell you that im in love with you still and im sorry i didn’t say it before because i was scared to!” at this point he was word vomiting.

you looked up at him, “you are?”

riki’s eyes were still closed, he nodded rapidly, the last nod he hit his head against the door. which left you falling over laughing.

riki looked horrified, did he just embarrass himself? what if you had another boyfriend already? or girlfriend? it’s been months.

“you’re so cute.”

oh…

his ears turned bright red as he watched you laughing on the floor. you looked up at him with that same sweet smile you had previous to your breakup. he sat down on the floor in front of you.

“i meant what i said…” he said as your laughter died down and you were left staring at eachother.

you smiled at him again, “i still love you.”

his eyes widened and he smiled back, “you do?”

“yes i do.”

he jumped up and did a little dance before grabbing your hands and lifting you up. hugging you and swinging you around.

“i love you so much i’m sorry i didn’t say it before. i really do love you.” he set you down, “even if you smell bad after practicing.”

you shoved his shoulder and riki laughed, “i’m kidding i’m kidding!”

you hugged him again, your arms shaking around his waist.

“can i come with you to eat dinner then?”

“as my boyfriend or my ex?” you mumbled. you felt his arms hold you back, his chin on your head.

“as your boyfriend obviously… if that’s okay…”

you smiled up at him, “yeah that’s okay, if you’re okay with me being stinky?”

he sighs dramatically and raises his eyebrows, “guess thats okay.”

you both start laughing before getting into a debate on what to eat together.

[deathbxnny]

YQ's Mother Requestor Anon here! I think you're already expecting some angst request so here's the currently first one! Mother!Reader almost gets assassinated because let's be honest, someone would dare try to harm Jing Yuan's reputation and who would be better than his pregnant partner? Don't worry though, Yanqing manages to apprehend the assassin and in turn Jing Yuan apprehends Yanqing for his own good bc the poor boy is FURIOUS and probably would unalive the assassin if let go...

And oh yeah, Reader and the baby survive!

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A/N: I absolutely love this idea, Anon! You're once more showing me how creative my dear followers are and I love it haha! Also sorry for the wait, you probably know how busy things are by now lol-

Content: Fluff, established relationships, mentions of pregnancy, failed assassination attempts, mentions of battles, Jing Yuan being a menace, hurt/comfort, turns into a crackfic by the end, sfw

Reader is reffered to as Yanqing's mother and is pregnant!

((Not fully proofread))

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You knew, that it was too risky to go out on your own. It's why Jing Yuan always had guards surrounding you at all times or at least keep Yanqing with you, whenever he had nothing better to do. You were not only the generals esteemed lover, but also carrying his child, which made you even more important than you already were.

But alas, you also wanted some time to yourself as well, which event led you to finally sneaking off, when no one was looking. You were quite proud of it too, as you giggled to yourself about your small victory. You knew, that you'd get in trouble once Jing Yuan finds out. But could he really blame you? You couldn't remember the last time you took a walk on your own and whilst you understood why, a nice break was also good at times. Even if it made you completely vulnerable to people, that wanted to rid you and your child from the world, in order to weaken the generals resolve.

An assassin attacked you out of nowhere, practically missing you by an inch, as you cried out in fear and stumbled back. He tried slashing at you again with a knife, relentless and heartless with his attacks, when he was blocked from doing so by some familiar swords. You gasped, turning your head to see your son, who was practically fuming in rage.

He had come back early today and quickly hunted you down, after he noticed you gone. He didn't want his mother and future sibling to get hurt after all. And to see someone trying to hurt them made him blind with rage. He took down the assassin quickly, practically threatening his own life now, when he was suddenly peeled off him by some panicking cloud knights. Jing Yuan helped you up with worry in his eyes, though you knew, that you'd get a scolding later.

As the assassin got apprehended and taken away, Yanqing was suddenly put into handcuffs as well. He was shocked and appalled by this, angrily asking his general what he was doing. The older man claimed that it was for his own good, lest he tries to rightfully kill the assassin himself. But at the little smug smirk on his mentor's face, Yanqing knew that he found the sight of him like this funny.

As he was dragged away cursing and screaming, you couldn't help but swoon over Jing Yuan coming to "help" you and your children, which however was cut off by a stern look from the man. He took you home swiftly afterwards and made a medic check up on you just in case.

As for Yanqing? It took suspiciously long for him to finally be released and when he was, Jing Yuan got a good kick to his knees, which brought him down long enough for the boy to run away with his own smug smirk.

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A/N: I genuinely hope that this is coherent, because the word exhausted doesn't even begin to describe how I'm feeling...

[yippeerrrs]

Hi you are my favorite angst writer I really love your work 🥹 I have an idea for a fic and I think you are the perfect person to write it! (it's okay if you don't want to). Basically, a new recruit at the base, and the fem!reader was suspicious of her from the beginning, she had something strange but, the recruit managed to deceive the boys, even König (reader's boyfriend) with your charm and kind smile. When the reader tries to accuse the recruit everyone is against her and so she decides she needs to take some time off, and now with the reader who was a database expert out the spy mouse can copy and transfer sensitive data, putting the entire base in danger. I know it's a very specific request but I like angst like, I SAID IT... haha, I'd be really happy if you did :3 Kisses :*

🌱-anon

"Not everyone is what they seem."

I love this req so much mwamwamwa

Au- konig in 141 <3 enemy kortac oh btw reader's codename here is bookworm bcs reader and- yeah yall get it.

Blue- background character

White- reader

Orange- könig

Pink- faux

It was a great night after a successful mission, you had just won the mission and successfully interrogated an enemy, you and your boyfriend were just hanging out in the bar when a new recruit comes in, smiling.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, i'm the new recruit.. for 141?"

She raised her eyebrow, finding it 'amusing' I didn't know. König smiles at her awkwardly, his social anxiety kicking in.

"What are your codenames? I'm faux"

She held out her hand to könig, wanting a handshake. He shakes her hand, slightly hesitating.

"König."

You also shake her hand, smiling softly to not seem rude.

"Bookworm"

She chuckles slightly at tour codename, finding it funny and amusing.

"Bookworm? That's rich"

She teases, still laughing. König snickers a little, also finding it funny. You cross your arms, slightly irritated at her. You chuckle.

"Faux? Look at me yeah?"

She looks at you in confusion, wiping away her happy tears from laughing so much.

"Yes?"

You push her down, looking at her with a strict and serious face.

"Learn your place."

You spit out, rolling your eyes. You mumble 'fucking rookies' under your breath when suddenly könig holds you by your shoulder, looking into your eyes with concern.

"Shatz, calm down"

You sigh, hugging him. When suddenly faux grins, you notice her and start to get suspicious when she stands up, a scratch on her knee and now limping towards your boyfriend.

"Ow.."

She mutters, könig then helping her get on his back.

"I'll bring her to the medic"

"It's not even that major!-"

"She's hurt."

You roll your eyes in annoyance, noticing könig take faux's side instead of yours. You glare at her as könig carries her outside. You notice her smirking and pointing her tounge out at you before leaving the room. You sigh in annoyance, your hands on your face as you calm yourself down.

--

as könig puts her down on the bed, a nurse comes around and tends to her scratch

"Don't you think you're *slightly* overreacting sir?"

The nurse asks, looking up and still bandaging faux. König shakes his head.

"Bookworm's anger issues.. we really need to start working on that- especially since shes a higher rank, i just dont trust that she'll play nice with the rookies"

The nurse sighs, standing up and walking away after he tended to faux's scratch. Faux then looking at könig with false innocence in her eyes, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

"i just don't know why she would do that.."

"I'm apologizing for bookworm's behalf.. i'm so sorry"

"No, it's alright. I shouldn't have made fun of her codename huh?"

König chuckles, smiling under his mask.

"Yeah, you really shouldn't have"

---

König stands up, smiling at her and fixing his mask before turning around.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go comfort bookworm"

"but.. stay with me? Please?"

Konig shakes his head, clearly hesitant. You're his #1, he'll aways think of you first over anyone. Faux pouts and flutters her eyelashes at him, hopefully making könig fold. König chuckles at this and shakes his head.

"I'll see you tomorrow faux"

He spoke, now turning away and walking towards you.

--

You sat there, sobbing quietly into your hands, feeling guilty from doing what you did earlier, letting your anger issues get the better of you once again. Your thoughts screaming at you.

König sat next to you, pulling you in for a hug and kissing your forehead to comfort you, calm you down in some way- and it did, it did work. You melted in his touch, hugging him back and sniffling.

"I'm sorry"

"It wasn't your fault shatz, i'll help you through this"

He smiles at you and you smile back, wiping away your tears and kissing him, pulling his mask a little.

--

Faux stood outside the bar, watching this all unravelling, she was pissed. She pulls the bandage away in annoyance.

"I'll get my revenge."

She mumbles, hiding a knife under her sock.

"Whether you like it or not."

--

Part 1/??

[festivalsofmargot]

hello:))) can i request garreth x reader and what he would do for their one year anniversary? like he wants it to be very special and sweet and romantic because she’s the love of his life :) thank you!!!!

Freckled Serotonin

{Garreth Weasley x GN!Reader}

Got this pic of Garreth from Rimaeternax on twitter!!! 

Word Count: ~ 2,900

Warnings: Kissing, Fluff

Author’s Note: Thank you for the request, anon! Didn’t realize how much I enjoy writing lovey dovey dates haha. I had way too much fun with this one 🥰 A good lack of angst here, you and Garreth have a very healthy relationship and you’re going to like it dammit lmfao. Take some time for yourselves and turn off your brain. Hope you enjoy guys, have a good day 🤗

Songs (if interested):

My Love - maye

watch you sleep - girl in red

we fell in love in october - girl in red

STARSTUD - Matt Watson

Garreth twirled his wand between his fingers as he made his way to the dining hall for breakfast. He was deep in thought of what to do for your one year anniversary the next day. The main plan the two of you had was to go to Hogsmeade for some butterbeers, but he wanted to do a bit more than that. He was worried you’d get bored of him by the end of the night if that’s all you did. He had tried to ask what more you wanted to do, but you were insistent the butterbeers and being with him were enough for you. Ever since, he’d been racking his brain for ideas on what he could surprise you with.

He spotted you in the dining hall standing near the Hufflepuff table, speaking with Poppy, Everett and Natty. He was starving but he couldn’t not see you first. He came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and setting his chin upon your shoulder. “Morning.”

You turned your head slightly to look at him and brought your hand up to caress his cheek. “Ah, there’s my boy.”

Merlin, he loved it whenever you said ‘my’ while referring to him. “What potions do you need today?”

Your hand slid to the back of his head as you thought, gently ruffling his hair, making his insides go wild. “Hmm, do you think you could make me...” You made a clicking sound with your tongue as you counted off in your head, “...three thunderbrew potions?”

“Three?” He kissed your cheek and pulled away. “I sure do spoil you.” He turned to your group. “Does anyone else want a kiss and a cuddle this morning?” 

You, Poppy and Natty cackled. He always felt a sense of triumph getting a laugh from you.

“I’m tempted to say ‘yes’, you asked so nicely.” Everett jested.

“Oh Everett, how long are you going to act like you don’t want me?” Garreth plopped down on the bench next to him and threw an arm over his shoulder.

Everett shook his head, but looked amused all the same. “I don’t know how you put up with him.” He said, staring up at you.

“I do what I must for free potions.” You smirked.

“Don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such cruel treatment from everyone this morning.” Garreth gave you a wink as he got up, then headed to the Gryffindor table, pinching your side as he passed.

-

Garreth was working on your thunderbrew potions during his free period in Professor Sharp’s empty classroom. You leaned against the doorway as you watched him measure out the ingredients and scribble off items written on his parchment. His robes were off and he had his sleeves rolled up, giving you a tantalizing view of his forearm muscles. 

You loved his goofy, outgoing personality, but Merlin he looked so alluring when he was absorbed in his brewing. Garreth really was talented when it came to potions, but he had the most fun experimenting and trying new things.

You went up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist like he did to you that morning, except your grip was a good bit tighter. 

“Can I help you?” He asked without taking his eyes off of his station.

“What are you up to?” You were being cheeky, peeking at the cauldron before him.

“Trying to make your potions.” He knew he made you go mad when he was engrossed in his work, he could keep up the act if it kept your hands on him. It always turned into this game of you trying to distract him and him trying to stay focused. He adored it. “I need to get more shrivelfigs. Do you mind?” He gestured to your arms around him.

“Not at all.” You tried to bite back the smile as you tightened your hold on him.

“You’re impossible.” Garreth sighed as he made his way to the ingredient shelves, you kept your hold and matched your footsteps to his. “Do you want your thunderbrew potions or not?” He tried to chide you but his chuckles came through. He’d always give off that he was annoyed when you had these bouts of clinginess to him. But, truth be told, they made him feel wonderful. 

There were times when it would be tough to see you with how busy you were, it was why he was so dedicated to brewing any potion you needed. He knew you could just as easily make your own, but if he made them it could keep you connected. There was always a lingering worry that a distance would grow between the two of you and you’d come to realize you didn’t need him for anything. Every bit of reassurance he got was intoxicating.

Garreth grabbed a few shrivelfigs out of the jar, then went back to his station with you still on him. “You keep this up, you’ll be brewing your own potions.” Please don’t call my bluff. Please don’t call my bluff.

You bit at his shoulder and his knees went weak. “But, I have so much fun watching you do it.”

“Well then let me work!” He laughed.

You pressed your lips to the spot you bit. “You can work like this, can’t you?”

“Don’t you have a Crossed Wands match to get to?” He asked as he picked up his ladle and stirred the pot.

You groaned and rested your forehead on his back. “Nothing gets passed you, I see. I thought you were supposed to be the troublemaker.”

Garreth set the ladle to the side and turned in your arms. He took your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours. His stomach did a flip when he could feel you smile into the kiss. He stood strong, but he was one step away from being putty in your hands.

He pulled back, still cupping your cheeks and looking over your flushed features. He hid his giddiness with feigned vexation. "Happy?”

You smiled at him, staring at his lips. Heat swirled in him witnessing how blatant you made it that you wanted him. Tempted, he returned to your lips for more, kissing you deeper this time. The feel of your tongue gracing his bottom lip caused something to snap in him. One hand moved from your cheek down to your hip and he fisted the fabric of your uniform. His other hand slid to the back of your head, the hunger for you growing. He tilted your head so he could begin feasting on your neck.

You bit your lip to hold back the moan he was teasing out of you. Then a sizzling sound caught your attention and your eyes fluttered open. You thought the bubbles from the pot looked a little too big. “Garreth?” You said his name breathily, but he kept at your neck. “Garreth. The pot.” You said a little more stern, yet still unstable at his touches.

“Hmm?” He pulled away just enough to look back. “Oh dammit.” He released you and went to begin stirring with the ladle again. He threw in another drop of leech juice and that seemed to bring everything back to normal.

“How are you so good at brewing?” You moved to his side and stroked a finger slowly down his arm, causing a tingling sensation to course through it. 

“On no you don’t.” Garreth got behind you and gripped your shoulders, pushing you out of the classroom. “You’re nothing but trouble, go on to your Crossed Wands match so I can finish up here.”

You gave a dramatic sigh. “Fine. But don’t think you can get rid of me this easily tomorrow.”

He wouldn’t say getting rid of you in that moment was ‘easy’. Once he got you out the door, you followed his wishes and went on your way. You glanced back at him over your shoulder and waved him goodbye with your fingers. He leaned against the doorway and watched as you left. 

Love of my life. His heart squeezed at the sudden words that formed in his head and he rubbed at his chest. Before he could really think on those words, the sizzling sound started up again. “Shit.”

-

Garreth looked over himself in the mirror as he finished buttoning up his vest. Was this enough for your anniversary date to The Three Broomsticks? Or worse... was it too much? He thought it over and decided to tone it down and roll up his sleeves how you liked. You were always out for some assignment until the last minute, most likely you’d be disheveled in the standard uniform when he met with you. He clenched his jaw at the thought, he really liked it when you were disorderly like that.

He waited at The Three Broomsticks and spoke with some other students who were hanging out there. He didn’t know them, but he was the kind of person who could walk into a room and make friends with anybody. Where did his confidence go when it came to you? How did you manage to put such worrying thoughts of not being enough for you in him? You never made him feel anything of the sort, but you were the most capable person he’d ever met. He couldn’t believe he piqued your interest, especially when he had such a disastrous first impression that included a potion exploding in his face and getting you in trouble with him for it.

He felt someone touch his elbow and he turned, meeting your eyes. Just as he predicted, you were in your uniform, tie loosened, top buttons undone, shirt untucked on one side. He made himself stand up a bit straighter, trying to hide the fact that his nerves were in a frenzy at your state.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to clean myself up. Are you mad?”

“Livid.” He grabbed your hand, nodded his head goodbye to his new friends, and pulled you towards a table in the back of the tavern. Before the two of you sat, he wrapped an arm around you. He pulled you close and said in a low tone near your ear, “You should know by now I prefer you like this.”

It was a good thing Garreth had such a strong hold on you, because your body went weak, swooning at his words. You felt him step away all too soon and he pulled out your chair.

“I’ll go get us some butterbeers.” He said as you sat and he pushed in your chair.

You rested your chin on your palm and watched him. He leaned against the bar, chatting easily with everyone around him. Ever since the fwooper feather incident, you’ve been sweet on him. Garreth’s energy was so addicting and it seemed like every person he met felt the same. 

You didn’t know how he did it. You could never talk to people as easily as he did, made you wonder what he saw in you. Not only were you much more of a quiet person, you were constantly out working on assignments, returning to campus profoundly unpresentable. Even after a year you still found it difficult to believe you were able to land him. 

You were mortified at the thought of meeting him tonight in the state you were in, but you would hate yourself even more if you arrived late. Your original plan was to show up and assure him you’d be right back after you cleaned up, but the second he looked at you with those beguiling, green eyes, you didn’t want to leave.

Garreth returned with a butterbeer in each hand. “I felt you eyeing me that whole time.” He set one in front of you and took the seat opposite you. “Now, I know I’m a striking young man, but please do have some self control while we’re out in public.” 

You grinned like a fool and pulled the butterbeer closer to you. “You are pretty nice to look at.”

He took a sip of his butterbeer so that the foam would cover his lip like a mustache. “Alright, I’ll let it go this time. But you can’t keep embarrassing me like this.”

You let out a snort, then shot your hands up to cover your face. He was instantly charmed. Unable to keep up his little comedy act, he wiped away the foam. Letting out a few chuckles of his own, he watched proudly as you struggled to quiet down your laughing. 

He got up and moved his chair closer to yours. He sat back down and rested his arm on the back of your seat. “Tell me what I got to do to get that sound out of you again, I’m begging you.”

Finally getting your laughter under control, you removed one hand from your face to smack his chest. “Don’t act like that did something for you.”

“Ow!” He laughed, grabbing your hand and holding it captive against his chest.

Your time at The Three Broomsticks went on with him trying to get more snorts out of you, your hands stroking each other’s thighs under the table, and absent minded kisses.

“I’ll go get the next round.” You stood up from your seat and Garreth stood as well, grabbing your wrist before you could go.

“Actually, I have a surprise for you.”

You tilted your head, raising a questioning brow at him. “Oh?”

He nodded his head and offered his arm. You took it and squeezed, greedily feeling up his bicep.

Once the two of you were out of the tavern, you leaned your head against his shoulder and sighed. “Garreth, you didn’t need to do anything. We could have stayed at The Three Broomsticks all night and I would’ve been happy.”

He frowned and shook his head. “You would have gotten bored of me.”

You cackled. “Oh, definitely.” You looked up at him when he didn’t laugh with you and saw he was staring ahead, jaw tight. “Wait, were you serious? You... think I would have gotten bored of you?” You halted your steps and gently tugged at him to stop and look at you.

Garreth only looked down and rubbed the back of his neck, not knowing what to say. You had never seen him so unsure of himself.

“How could I get bored of you? You make brewing potions interesting, I could watch you do it all day. In fact, I’ve tried plenty of times, but you always gave me the boot. If anything, I thought you were getting bored of me.”

He met your eyes then, and shook his head. “Never.” The look on his face told you he meant it, and a touched smile graced your lips. His heart rate picked up. “I love you.” He blurted, feeling a wave of bashfulness. He shoved his hands in his pockets and kicked the dirt at his feet like a child. “Just... thought you should know.”

Your lips parted slightly in shock, something fluttered in your chest so harshly you thought it would burst out. “You do?”

Garreth nodded his head, darting his eyes back and forth from your face to anywhere else, the wait for you to say something back making him more anxious by the second.

“Sorry, you... caught me off guard.” You chuckled, rubbing at your face hoping the burn from your blushing would go away. “But, I love you too.”

As soon as you said it back, his confidence came back soaring. He also took a smug pleasure in seeing how fidgety he made you. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you along with him to a dark, nearby alleyway. He glanced around to make sure no one could catch a glimpse of the two of you. Once he felt the coast was clear, he pinned you up against the nearest wall and narrowed his eyes at you. He brought his mouth to yours. He wanted to kiss you until you couldn’t think straight. 

He brought his hands up so they were tight on your hips, and you cupped the back of his neck. You always had a terrible ache for each other when you kissed, but this need was on another level. There was more of an urgency this time.

He got lost in you and couldn’t help it when his lips strayed to other parts. He went along your jaw, nibbled at your earlobe, then began sucking at the crook of your neck. He usually would get a giggle from you when he did this, telling him to stop so he wouldn’t leave a mark. But this time you didn’t say anything, staying compliant at the feel of his mouth. 

Everything about him in that moment was making you excitable. “Wait, what's the surprise?”

He pulled back slightly, “Hmm? Oh, it's a um...” He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to focus on your question, “... a chocolate frog cake I ordered at Honeydukes. We can get it later.” He returned to your neck to continue putting his marks on you. 

It hit you then just how hungry you were. Butterbeer could only fill you up so much and you hadn’t eaten anything since before you went out on your assignments that day. “Garreth, I hate to say this. I really do, but can we stop this for now and go get that cake?”

He pulled back with his eyes closed tight, trying to regain his composure. “Fine. But we’re picking this back up after.”

[sister-lucifer]

are you gonna do more ticci toby x male reader? i really really juzt adore your writingz with him- and honeztly, the x male reader haz really helped me cope with feelingz and dyzphoria, zince i juzt dizcovered that i'll never be able to tranzition medically

it'z totally alright if you're not going to do more toby with male reader! i don't mean to prezzure you; they honeztly juzt make me zmile during a zeriouzly tough time.

Toby Cures Your Dysphoria REAL NOT CLICKBAIT 

Ticci Toby x Trans Masc Reader 

Genre: Fluff 

Summary: Toby reminds you that you are in fact a handsome boy:) 

Content/Warnings: I guess implied reader dysphoria if that’s a warning? but like…Omg…guys…i think this is my first ever Toby fic to not have any real warnings. holy shit. oh my god. what the fuck 

Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio (request rules + masterlist in pinned post)!

Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out 

Feedback is encouraged and appreciated:)

Not fully proofread! Let me know if you see any errors!

A/N: Although I don’t normally write fem reader, i’d actually be very happy to write a trans fem version of this for all my trans sisters out there:) especially since pride month is coming up. maybe i could do an enby version too! 

also, i see and love you fellow trans anon. id like to see you in my inbox more often if you have any requests. i’ll even assign you an anon emoji if you’ll let me:)

“C’mon, s-say it! Say it!” Toby pleaded, a crooked smile spread wide across his face. His fingers were interlaced with yours, pushing you back and forth playfully. 

“Haha, no!” You replied with a giggle, “That sounds dumb!” 

“But you h-have to! You haaaave toooo!” 

“No way!” 

Toby sighed dramatically, blowing a strand of messy brown hair out of his face. For a moment you thought he was going to give up, but since when did you know Toby to be anything but a stubborn hardass? 

He pulled you in to his chest, taking you to the ground with him with a rather jarring thump.

“Ow, you dummy!” You yelped, wincing slightly from the impact, though you couldn’t help but return Toby’s ever-present grin. 

“Eheh…Sorry! But it h-had to be done!” 

He wrapped you into a tight bear hug, possibly using a bit more strength that he meant to, but it did the trick. 

“I-I’m not letting you go until you s-say it!” Toby declared matter-of-factly. You quirked a brow at this, immediately attempting to free yourself. This proved less than pointless, and you were even a bit surprised at how strong such a lanky boy could be. 

You huffed in frustration, resting your chin on his chest as you glared at him, though you both knew you could never really be mad at him. It seems it was time to admit defeat. 

“Fiiiiine,” You groaned, “But you have to promise to let me go.” 

“Cross my heart, h-hope to die.” Toby replied without missing a beat. 

You were silent for a few moments, possibly debating all the life choices that brought you to this before you spoke: 

“I’m…a handsome and capable young man.” 

“Yes you are!” Toby added happily, squeezing you one last time before releasing you from his iron grip. You sat up quickly, crossing your arms while looking down at him with a feigned scowl. 

“Whaaaat?” He drawled, “N-No lies were told!”

“What’s with you?” You demanded, “You’ve been all over me all day; telling me how handsome I am, how I’m ‘such a perfect boy’…Not that I’m complaining, but it came out of nowhere. What’s up?” 

It was then that you saw Toby show the slightest hint of embarrassment for the first time. He looked away from you and toyed nervously with the sleeve of his sweatshirt. 

“Here…g-get off me so I can sit up, then I’ll t-tell you.”

You complied, watching him closely as you tried to figure out what could possibly be going through his head. He took your hands once he was sitting across from you, careful not to squeeze too hard. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds as he tried to find the right words to explain his thoughts. 

“I just…I d-don’t want you to be too hard on yourself,” He began, pausing and allowing you to absorb his words before continuing. “You are a v-very handsome, capable young man, and I-I don’t want you to forget it. E-Even on the days when nothing in your closet m-makes you feel good or…or y-you have to cover your bedroom mirror with a-a blanket…” 

Your gaze softened as he spoke, your hand floating up on its own to stroke his cheek. Not only had Toby been listening to you when you lamented about your struggles, he’d been observing you during them. As laid back and childish as Toby could be, he caught on to a lot more than he let show. It was moments like these that reminded you that underneath the unkempt hair and stained hoodie and scraped knees he was hiding some real emotional intelligence, especially when it came to you. 

When he cared about something his instinct was to learn everything about it that he could. It just so happened that he cared about you the most, and there’s a lot of learning to be done about the feelings and thoughts another person. 

You ruffled his hair with a soft smile which he quickly returned. There was no denying the hint of a blush that dusted his pale cheeks. 

“Toby…” You called softly, “That…that means a lot. Thank you.” 

He immediately lit up, pulling you into another tight hug. You hugged him back this time. He mumbled something behind your back, almost as if he was unsure if he wanted you to hear. 

“What was that?” You asked, pulling away.

“I-I said…I love you, dummy.” His words were still a bit slurred, his eyes avoiding your gaze. 

You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek and gave it a gentle pat. 

“I love you too, dummy.” 

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hc for Yandere! Leona with fem darling? I hear that despite his grumpy behavior he really respect ladies (it was said several times and also mentioned in one of Cater's vignette, I think??) So I feel like he would be pretty much soft yandere, but what do you think? thank!!

Writer's corner: Oh yess! It's said in one of Cater's vignette- the one with the painting of the lady haha, if I'm not wrong. Also of course you can get some headcanons with our hot dear Leona in yandere mode! I hope you'll enjoy reading them! Please, let me know if there's something you want me to fix, so I can do it for you! Enjoy, sweetheart!♥

mc's pronouns: SHE/HER

Warnings: soft Yandere content here! (NOTHING VIOLENT MENTIONED- BUT I STILL DON'T SUPPORT VIOLENCE!!)

⭐𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚⭐

⭐As anon said, Leona is known to be such a lazy (and hot) housewarden

⭐but even if he's a lazy, grumpy lion, well..

⭐He can be pretty dangerous and strong..

⭐Especially when it comes to challenges or goals.

⭐If he wants something or someone..

⭐... then he'd be sure to obtain it!

⭐One day Leona was napping in the botanical garden.

⭐He had just skipped classes, as usual, and was hiding there to take a nap, behaving lazily.

⭐That's when he met mc while she was humming and taking care of some plants for her potionology test.

⭐Generally Leona would growl in response only to scare whoever would disturb him while he's taking his nap..

⭐But as his green prideful and lazy- but charming- eyes met mc's figure..

⭐As he realized mc was a woman...

⭐..that she was a very beautiful one..

⭐.. Well..

⭐He raised one of his eyebrows and smirked slightly, clearly being smitten by her beauty.

⭐Of course he introduced himself..

⭐He'd be that prideful and confident to introduce himself, treating mc the best he could..

⭐Remember that Leona is from Sunset Savanna and that his homeland is known to be respectful of women.

⭐Since he respects women that much, Leona wouldn't be an aggressive or violent Yandere boyfriend...

⭐..But this doesn't mean he wouldn't be with all the boys who'd try to approach or even greet his lady.

⭐In my opionion Leona would be jealous like... a lot!

⭐Because if we think about it, Leona has always been compared to his older brother by everyone..

⭐So he kinda hates being the second choice and in his yandere version he would be scared of being rejected by the person who got his interest.

⭐And if this person- in this case, this girl- was smart enough, she'd notice how unconfident Leona actually is behind that prideful look of his..

⭐Otherwise, she wouldn't understand why he's behaving that jealously...

⭐He would never try to hurt mc- like NEVER..

⭐Instead he'd protect her and prove her that he's strong.. that he's worth it- even if deep inside he's unsure about himself, though.

⭐So yeah, anon is right: he'd be a soft yandere, unconfident and cuddly, especially!

⭐He'd be so clingy, especially when they both are alone.

⭐I can picture him taking his usual nap while laying his head on mc's lap.

⭐If she tried to move even for an inch, he'd growl in the sleep and, still keeping his eyes closed, he'd take her hand only to put it on his hair or ears too:

⭐"Don't you dare to move away...to leave me... You know you shouldn't bother the sleeping lion..."

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[morallygreyyn]

Please a contuination of 'a rare opportunity' / more drunk illumi / or even a illumi smut😔 AND ADD GOSSIPING WITH HISOKA WE CANNOT FORGET MY BOY👀

jealous confessions pt 2. - (drunk! illumi x reader)

description: having seen what illumi was like a few nights prior, you were desperate to see it again and to know once and for all whether the zoldyck assassin had feelings for you too. so you and your best friend hisoka devise a master plan to get illumi drunk again but this time, make him jealous...

warnings: implied nsfw, implied dubcon, drunk illumi, sober reader, maybe blackmail?, just some really sketchy shit all around

authors note: ahh another request! thanks so much anon! 💗 seems like drunk illumi is quite popular with y'all huh? 👀 well your wish is my command (and i just really love illumi 🥴) so here is part two of a rare occurance (with ofc added gossipy hisoka) ! i tried my hardest not to make this too ooc but it’s illumi and emotions so what can you expect really 💀maybe i should make this a series haha 🫢 implied smut happens at the end so lemme know if y'all want another part where the reader gets to do the diddly doo with you know who 👀 anyway that's all from me! enjoy!

read part one here!

read part three here!

word count: 2.1k

requests are open!

“What happened next?”

“He couldn’t stop kissing me.” You mused, reminiscing on that glorious night you had with your favourite Zoldyck. 

It had been a couple of days since then and you only now had the chance to spill all the juicy details with your partner in crime and gossip.

“No wonder you were smiling like that.” Hisoka had been thoroughly entertained by the whole ordeal, finding you trying to get Illumi to have emotions wholly amusing.  “I couldn’t get any information out of him when he came out of your room.”

“I’m not sure how much of it he remembers.”

“Oh he remembers, he would’ve said so otherwise.”

“Would he? What if he’s embarrassed?”

“It’s not in his nature.”

“Yeah but trying to squash his feelings is.” You were both all too familiar with how the robot you called a friend dealt with his inner turmoil.

“True.”

The conversation naturally died out, your thoughts too focused on your hopeless crush. Maybe you really should move on and find someone who could actually give you a positive response to your attention.

Hisoka didn’t seem to want to give up however. He turned to face you, the embers of a plan flickering to life in his wicked eyes. “What if we take it a step further?”

“How so?”

“Jealousy is a powerful emotion to play with.” His eyes flashed with mischief. “Which is only amplified when drunk. Surely even the most heartless of us can be affected.”

You couldn’t help but grin once you caught his drift. “That is an interesting idea. Jealous how?”

“Hmm.” Hisoka looked up, putting his devious brain to good use.

“We could kiss in front of him.” You threw the idea out there, what had you to lose?

“Do you mean to kill him?” Hisoka laughed. “Surely that would be too much for him to handle if he does have an interest in you.”

“But if it works?”

The magician tapped his chin. “Then yes, it would be a very powerful weapon to use.”

“I think it’s worth a shot.” You turned to your diabolical friend and he met your eyes in a sidelong glance. “So how are we going to do this?”

Three plans, a couple of shots and a script later and both you and Hisoka had devised a masterful way of seeing whether Illumi had feelings for you once and for all. 

Plan A was already in motion by the time you had finished plotting. Step one was to get Illumi to agree for a night out at the local bar. It wasn’t too difficult to get him on board. He replied to your invitation with a simple, “Ok.” and that was the end of that.

Then it came to the night itself. You arrived at the same time as Hisoka, making sure that when Illumi arrived the idea of you two together would be in his mind for the rest of the evening. 

“It’s time.” You whispered in Hisoka’s ear just as Illumi walked through the front door, trying to make it look as suggestive as possible.

The magician simply laughed, sauntering off to the bar to put the plan in motion. All you had to do now was sit back and put your faith in Hisoka’s very capable hands.

You had found a booth in a quiet part of the bar and settled in, wondering if this plan would go as smoothly as you had hoped. The most difficult part would be getting Illumi to drink the desired amount but you trusted Hisoka would get him there.

There was movement next to you and you turned to see Illumi sit next to you, staring at you with his fathomless eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Waiting for Hisoka, it’s drinks on him tonight.”

“Oh.”

Of course, you weren’t drinking. You had to make sure this night went in your favour and you would be damned if you risked another chance with Illumi.

“You’re smiling.” He observed, his light voice cutting through the silence. “Why?”

Thankfully for you, your smile could be read that you were just happy to be spending time with Hisoka rather than the fact that you were quite excited to meet drunk Illumi again.

“Is it illegal to smile?” You teased, knocking his shoulder with your own.

“No.” Ever the man of little words.

Just then, Hisoka returned with a couple of shots, whisky on the rocks for Illumi and what looked to be a neon red cocktail for the magician himself.

“Drink up.” You muttered, one finger under Illumi’s glass guiding it to his lips. You watched closely, perhaps like a predator would watch its prey in the wild, as your crush swallowed the amber liquid. 

You retracted your finger, satisfied that the plan was in motion while Hisoka almost choked on his drink from trying to suppress a laugh. Illumi noticed this too and cocked his head, confused at the magician’s reaction.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing.” He waved his hand, feigning innocence. 

The assassin shrugged and finished his drink. It was nowhere near enough for him to feel a buzz, but you smiled regardless in anticipation.

Nine drinks later and the familiar red flush was creeping its way back onto Illumi’s face. He was definitely feeling some sort of a buzz now. Time to see if he was drunk enough to feel jealousy.

“I wonder if I’ll get lucky tonight?” You pretended to be absent minded, twirling a straw that had come with one of Hisoka’s many cocktails.

“Get lucky?” Illumi questioned, seeming the same as he usually did. Hisoka had gone to the bar to order more so now was your chance.

“Mhm, I wonder if Hisoka would be down to do something fun.”

“Fun how?”

“Oh, you know,” Your grin was positively wicked as you leaned closer to him, as if you were about to spill your darkest secrets. “Like sex.”

As fast as lightning, the boy next to you grabbed your wrist in that familiar way of his whenever the alcohol kicked in. 

“Why him?” His voice was unaffected but his hand never moved.

“Who else would be willing?” You asked innocently, meeting his gaze. “You know Hisoka likes to get frisky with anyone.”

He didn’t respond, you didn’t think he would anyway so it didn’t come as a surprise but it was still very apparent that he didn’t like the sound of your answer.

You stared at him incredulously. Was he actually jealous? The thought was so absurd you had to laugh. No, you shook your head, surely not. You knew that you had set out to make him so but never did you actually think that it would work. In all honesty, you didn’t think Illumi had the capacity to be jealous. That was too advanced in the feelings department for him.

Hisoka returned, grinning ear to ear, having seen the whole thing go down from the bar. “Round two.”

Illumi and Hisoka were fifteen drinks in each by the time anything promising happened. The Zoldyck assassin had seemingly returned to the state he was in that night and both you and Hisoka knew it was time to enact the final stages of the plan.

You promptly stood, attracting the attention of both of your companions.

“Wanna dance?” You offered your hand to Hisoka, blatantly ignoring the boy next to you. It crushed you a little to have to do this but you kept reminding yourself that it would be worth it if the results went in your favour.

The magician accepted with a grin and the two of you made your way to the centre of the room, leaving your crush behind. You didn’t dare spare a glance at him, as much as you wanted to. Hisoka however, was openly staring at Illumi, as if presenting a challenge.

“Is it working?” 

“Just about~” Hisoka sang and leaned in, lips inches away. “One more push should break him.”

Just as you were closing your eyes, there was an ear shattering crash from behind. Whipping your head around in the direction of the noise, your jaw almost hit the floor at what you saw. Illumi was standing upright, hand balled into a fist, and underneath was a table in smithereens. All noise in the bar had stopped, eyes focused solely on the drunk assassin. 

“Congratulations, we have successfully broken him.” Hisoka muttered, you could feel the curve of his lips against your ear.

“Yeah.” You couldn’t really comprehend what you were seeing, and you still couldn’t when the bartender started walking towards the cause of the commotion.

“Um sir, I think you’ve had too much to drink. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” It was quite foolish of the bartender really. For him to approach someone he just witnessed shatter a thick, wooden table with his bare hand. You couldn’t feel too bad for him when Illumi reached out and crushed the man’s neck. You could’ve done without the screaming that followed though.

“Time to go.” You watched the body of the bartender crumple to the floor as you sprinted to Illumi, not wanting to push his unpredictability any further. As you approached, his eyes locked onto you and he reached out again, only instead of meeting the same fate as the bartender, he grabbed your wrist instead.

Was he jealous?

You couldn’t think too hard on the topic as people were screaming, rushing to get out. You were fairly sure you could hear sirens in the distance. Not that the police could do much against you three but you wanted to enjoy Illumi in this state more than you wanted a fight.

“C’mon sunshine, let’s go home.” You looped his arm over your shoulders and began to drag him to the exit. He didn’t put up a fight but that didn’t make it any easier.

“Hisoka, a little help here?” You grunted, forgetting how difficult it was to carry a drunken Illumi and being swiftly reminded at an alarming rate.

“No, no. You’re doing great.” Hisoka’s voice came from behind, clearly amused at your struggling. “You don’t need my assistance.”

“Thanks so much.”

Somehow, you successfully managed to get Illumi out of the building and to your apartment block with little issues. Your body ached with the weight but that was about all you had as far as problems went.

“And this is where I leave you.” The red head announced, bowing with dramatic flair. “My work here is done for the evening.”

Ever grateful to the best wingman, you gave him an appreciative nod. “Whatever would I do without you?”

With that, Hisoka took his leave knowing that you would update him of any and all developments later. Pulling Illumi inside, you were grateful that you decided to live in a place with elevators so getting the useless body to your apartment proved little to no issue.

The door swung closed behind you and suddenly it was just the two of you. Almost as if a switch had been flipped, the second you were alone, Illumi attacked you with as much passion as his lithe, emotionless body could manage. Illumi when intoxicated could never seem to keep his emotions in check. It was quite entertaining to watch him go from an expressionless assassin to a car crash of desperation. You loved every second of it.

It was a struggle to keep up with his feverish kissing, not that you were complaining in the slightest. This was exactly what you wanted.

The first time Illumi was drunk, he didn’t speak unless spoken to. So it shocked you when he pulled away, half lidded eyes boring into yours.

“Don’t ever do this with Hisoka.” 

Ah, so this was jealous drunk Illumi.

His eyes never left yours, as if waiting for your word that you wouldn’t. He was bold in the way he looked at you, long hair mussed and wild from your fingers, cheeks twinged red from the alcohol.

You smirked and leaned in, lips purposefully brushing his ear. “Only with you then, if that is what you want.”

Illumi leaned back in for a kiss but you put your finger to his lips, halting him immediately. “But I want you to do something for me in return.”

“What?”

The very final part of the plan. “Tell me you like me." “Why would I do that?”

“So I know you’re serious. Why would I waste my time on someone who didn’t like me too?” You knew this wasn’t true, you would always fool around with Illumi even if you thought he had absolutely no interest in you whatsoever. He didn’t know that however and you were using that fact to your utmost advantage.

He nodded, your words making sense to him even in his drunken state. You held your breath, waiting for his honest answer.

“I like you.” His voice was heartless, and there was very little emotion in his delivery but you knew Illumi always spoke the truth with you. You smiled at his confession, your plan a huge success. “So don’t ever do this with Hisoka or anyone else.” 

“Only you Illumi, only you.” You barely had time to finish your sentence before he was on you again.

Oh yeah, you could definitely get used to this. 

Promptly deciding that kissing wasn’t enough, you began to lead the assassin to your bedroom. However you managed to shoot Hisoka a quick text first. It only consisted of one word, but it was all he needed.

“Success.”

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi, can i request lee leopold and ler fuegoleon and mereoleona plss

kjakjekjkjarkjejkrkjejkra THE BABIES! *explodes* YESH! I've gotcha anon :D No spoilers in this one y'all! :D

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@duckymcdoorknob

“Fight me!”

At first- Mereoleona and Fuegoleon looked around, brows raised and eyes wide. Surely the declaration didn’t just come from Leopold- it had to be someone invading the manor.

But then he said it again, eyes glowing and fists clenched with sparks- grinning like a fool and the two realized; oh- it was in fact Leopold.

“Why the sudden challenge, little cub?” Fuegoleon asked, lips twitching into a smile as Mereoleona started to stand, eyes dancing. “Are you sure you don’t want to think about this more?”

“No way! I’m challenging you both!” Leopold puffed in pride, fists steaming with the beginnings of flames. “I’ve got a new spell I’ve been itching to try! It just might be stronger than you two put together!”

“HAHA! Yeah right, Leo! We’ll see about that.” Mereoleona cracked her knuckles, grinning like the evil witch of the west. “Let’s do this- right here, right now!”

“We really shouldn’t-” Fuegoleon began, but his siblings were already lunging at one another, grimoires beginning to glow. “The manor-”

“GAH! No! No fahahhaair!” Leopold squawked as he was lifted off the ground, tossed over Mereoleona’s shoulders like a sack of potatoes. “Put me dohoohohwn!”

“Come on, Leo- show me that cool spell that’s supposed to beat us!” Mereoleona jeered, spinning in circles to make him dizzy. “Don’t tell me you need your feet to do it!”

“AH Stahahap, I’m gonna get sihihick!” Leopold cackled as he hung on, one hand grasping the fabric of her shirt as the other punched at her back, his blows featherlike in comparison to her muscle. His legs kicked helplessly, nowhere near her or the ground it seemed. “Meehehheereo!”

“Giggly, aren’t we?” With a wink at her brother, she tossed Leopold into the nearest couch, watching him bounce harmlessly. “What’s so funny, Leo? Still confident you can win?” Faster than he could react, Mereoleona grabbed his ankle, pulling him flat against the couch cushions. “Come on- do your spell!”

“Whahait, wahahhait- hang ohohohoAHAHHahhahahhahahahhan!” The youngest redhead tried to argue but was immediately cut off in a fit of giggles, arching as he weakly pushed at her hands. “Nohohohoohoho, dohoohohohn’t tihihihiickle mehehehehehehe!”

“Still holding out on me? Come on- show us the spell!” Mereoleona pressed, both verbally and physically as her fingers danced along his ribs. “Surely it must be amazing!”

From his spot, Fuegoleon couldn’t fight down a smile at the sight, shaking his head amused as Leopold squealed and cackled beneath their sister’s tickle assault. A part of him felt bad- he remembered the days he was subjected to such a feat.

Of course- he always had Nozel to use as a shield. Good times.

“Stubborn brat- Fuego, get over here and help me!” Mereoleona called out, shaking him free from his reverie. Currently Leopold was putting up his own fight, seeking out tickle spots. What began as a one sided assault quickly turned into a halfhearted wrestling match, the pair surprisingly even. “Grab him!”

“You sure? I figured you got this.” Fuegoleon hummed even as he stood up, making his way over to the pair. “Is he proving too strong for you, Mereo?”

“Shut your mouth before I get you next!” She growled, the threat crystal clear. Leopold almost seemed stunned by this- momentarily freezing in seat in wonder.

“Wait- Fuego’s-”

“Right, grab him, yes?” Fuegoleon gathered a kicking ankle, dancing his fingers over Leopold’s foot and making the smaller boy scream. “Still so ticklish here.”

“FUEHEEHHHEGO DOOHOHOOH-YIEHEEHEHHEE NOOHOHOHOHOOH MEHEHEHEHREOOHOHO!” Leopold squealed for mercy as his sister dug into his belly, both of his worst spots being attacked at the same time. “PLEAHHAHAHAHSE STAHHAHAHAHAP!”

“Hmm…should we?” Mereoleona asked over her shoulder to Fuegoleon. What do you think?”

“Hm…Leo, do you still think you can beat us both right now?” He let his hand slide up to Leopold’s knee, giving it a few squeezes and earning a snort.

“NAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! AHAHHAHAHA YOHOOHOHU’D WIHIHIIHIHIN!”

“Are you sure?” Mereoleona pinched along the soft spots of his belly, earning a silent wheeze. “Absolutely sure?”

With no air left, he nodded rapidly, gasping when the tickles finally came to an end. Leopold curled up on himself, coughing weakly. “Ahehehe…hehehehe…heeh…” He groaned out softly. For a moment, Fuegoleon thought they went too far.

But then Leopold was back, jumping to his feet with a grin. “Leheht’s get Fuego!”

“Bet!” Mereoleona didn’t need to be told twice as they turned a vicious grin to the man.

“Ah- would you look at that- I have to go.” Fuegoleon was out the door before he finished his words- his siblings flying after him in a burst of flame.

“Ah, Master Fuegoleon- you have a visitor.” He barely heard the kind servant as ran, her message only just hitting when a wall of bluish silver came into view.

“Whoa-Fuego-” Nozel didn’t have a chance. Instinctively, Fuegoleon grabbed him-

And tossed him into Mereoleona.

“FUEGOLEON!” The cry of rage melted almost immediately into laughter as Mereo and Leo ascended upon their new target- swears of vengeance mixed within.

Old habits didn’t seem to die so easily.

Thanks for reading! :D

[alexanderlightweight]

I know you literally just wrote manipulative Magnus, but could we get more in that universe? I loved it so much seeing Magnus just let loose like he so rarely gets to do. Maybe Izzy’s realization and horror at what they have done (Especially considering what she thinks her brother is going through)? Or a continuation of the Malec? Or later even more manipulation? I would just love anything in the verse, I read it and it caught me in its web!

haha it's good! it's actually still very fresh on my mind and I was delighted to go back and continue it some more. I hope you enjoy anon! Magnus is forming so many plans rn

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Alexander swallows and he looks less wary but more worn and Magnus tuts and presses a soft kiss to his jaw and Alexander shivers and brushes closer, eyes closing involuntarily.

“Oh you sweet, precious boy.” Magnus murmurs more to himself than Alexander but the praise must do something, because Alexander stifles a little whine against the crook of Magnus’ neck, where he ducks to hide.

“Really, darling.” Magnus croons, “what has you so shy when you listen so well to me? Don’t you think you we’re about to be beyond such things?”

“I— I don’t understand whats going on.” His boy finally admits and it’s clear its a struggle for him to get out. “I feel like I can trust you but I can’t tell if that’s the magic or—” he shrugs, clearly unable to find the right words.

“A contract can’t create trust, lovely. Or there would be no tension with the clave, what with how fond they are of contracts. It wasn’t even your blood I used pretty boy. Is it such a surprise that you want me? Very few people can resist me.” Magnus teases and the fingers that had cautiously held onto his hips tighten with an involuntary, near bruising grip and Magnus moans at the feel, rocking forward to let Alexander feel how hard he is .

“What a good boy.” Magnus praises and when Alexander loosens his grip in shocked dismay, Magnus tightens his own, using the leverage of his hands to grind their groins together. “Alexander, don’t disappointment me now, not when you're being so perfect for me.”

Alexander makes a broken, wounded noise, so consumed with confusion and lust that the idea of disappointing Magnus nearly breaks him and he bucks against Magnus, trying to do whatever he possibly can to make up for it.

“There you go,” Magnus teases and he kisses Alexander, works him into a fervor and pushes him against the wall. He gets a leg between Alexander’s own and presses against his hard, trapped cock and Alexander’s legs clench around Magnus’ thigh. It’s a delicious pressure and Magnus rubs teasingly as he fucks Alexander’s mouth with his tongue and presses bruises to his hips and ass with covetous fingers.

“Magnus—” Is gasped into his ear, because Alexander knew who he was from the moment he arrived.  Alexander comes with a helpless whine and a shuddering of his entire body before he slumps in a heaving, gasping mess against Magnus.

“Good boy.” Magnus praises and slows his motions but he keeps his thigh pressing and rocking against Alexander’s spent cock, enjoying the little whimpers it earns him. “My precious boy.”

Alexander keens, like he wants to come again and shudders into, not away from Magnus’ cruel touches.

“What were they thinking?” Magnus asks, knowing how vulnerable Alexander is, broken from tender touches and pleasure and still confused at how exactly he ended up here. “Giving you up like that, as if memories could ever match your worth.”

“Wha—?” His boy starts to try and ask and Magnus hushes him with a kiss, hungry as he works his hands under leather and cotton and finally gets his palms on warm, curves of Alexander’s muscled back.

“Those other three, horrendous, ungrateful brats aren’t they. Handing you over to me without a thought for your needs, for your desires. Not letting you make a choice.”

“It wasn’t, I’m—” Alexander tries to shake his head but he just pushes himself closer to Magnus’ neck and his breath hitches when his lips brush against Magnus’ adam’s apple. “I’m good—” he slurs out, mouth slick and lax against Magnus’ pulse.

“Yes, you are enjoying yourself and you’re being so very good about it.” Magnus croons and Alexander mewls as Magnus also cups his ass and squeezes, rocking Alexander down onto his thigh more forcefully. “But sweetheart, would you be as okay, if it were someone else? Would you be so good for just anyone?” And Magnus can’t help the note of coldness that seeps into his voice, “would you let anyone hold you like this? Pleasure you as I am?”

“No!” And Alexander is breaking past his shock and confusion in a desperate denial. His hazel eyes a touch wild with a feral rage even as he surrenders so perfectly to Magnus. “I’d slit their throat and eat their heart before I let anyone touch me besides you. Fray can live without her memories.”

Then hazel eyes are staring at him, wide at what he’s admitted and Magnus groans. He falls back into his magic and takes  Alexander with him, rolling so he can pin his boy to the floor.

“What a wonder you are.” Magnus sits, straddling Alexander’s hip as he admires him, his hands running under the shirt and teasing Alexander’s nipples, watching him flush and pant under Magnus’ gentle ministrations. “How am I ever going to let you go, hmm?”

Alexander doesn’t answer and Magnus is glad for it, because he’s willing to do a great many things to keep the prey that fell so accidentally in his web. Magnus has every advantage and he’s going to do everything in his immense and calculative power to break the hold every single person other than him has on Alexander.

Starting with the two who gave him up so easily, as if he weren’t a treasure to be protected and a gem to be hoarded.

“Perhaps I won’t.”

[chuuyascumsock]

The university Anon here, reporting back with fresh brainrot! (At 6am local time with no sleep, so I hope to be forgiven for any mistakes haha)

Anyways...

ART STUDENT CHUUYA AND READER?

Like he has a practice course and the topic is portraits and since he doesn't have anyone he knows in the course he gets paired with the only other person who doesn't have anyone, which is of course reader. And while awkward as Fuck at first, drawing a stranger while getting to know them on top of that does that to ppl, Chuuya loves their personality and is kinda sad when class is over.

So much for wholesomeness, here comes horny thoughs...

Hear me out...

Nude model reader.

Chuuya decides for whatever reason to try something new and so he is like, yeah, maybe I'll try painting someone naked, can't be that bad.

But the model? Oh boy, they are something! Beautiful hair, eyes, curves in all the right places, skin so soft looking that makes him wish he could just touch it once... but first and foremost he's here to paint and that's what he does and he tried his damn best to capture this beautiful human on his canvas!

During the whole process, Chuuya thinks he might be imagining things, but it seems the model has their eyes a lot on him and he feels really warm whenever he meets their gaze and their warm smile turns into a sexy smirk.

After class while he's packing up his stuff, the now dressed beauty comes up to him and slides their number to him. "Gimme a call and maybe next time you'll get to do more than just paint me." 😳

Other ideas include, being naughty and making out in the library in an empty corner, meeting up shorty before a lecture, getting down and dirty and then deciding to ditch it, since they are already late..., Tutor Chuuya helping a fellow classmate understand the topic better and accidentally going far beyond just that.

Basically I'm just a slut for the copious dream that I could meet Chuuya on my campus and have a wonderful time 🤠

That… Your whole post was beautiful, Varsity-Anon 🥹 (Random confession: I get scared that there’s irl people who go to my university and read my content— and I walk by them everyday but just don’t know it LMAO.)

But YES— Fucking URGH— I love the way you think. The art students is everything and just imagine how flustered he’d get, that would be so cute.

BUT LISTEN— HEAR ME OUT, OKAY⁉️

Academic rivals who were forced into doing a project together and the tension is too much that they end up banging 🤭

Cause I just know Chuuya would love some studious pussy (y’all please help me, I’m aware of how bad this sounds, but I’m severely lacking in sleep— and sanity, just like Varsity-Anon 😭).

But fr, I can just imagine him being kind of an ass in university (what no pussy does to a mf) and then putting him in his place 🤤

But ngl I am fucking w the nude model idea (I remember vividly of a Levi Ackerman smut I read years ago with that idea and it hasn’t left my mind since 2020 tbh).

[maythearo]

JAMIL NEWS!!!

Jamil Viper was found at the streets of Pernambuco, enjoying the Carnaval and dancing frevo! In a exclusive interview, he said his favorite food is acarajé and coxinha

Jokes aside, I really like the idea of Scarabia duo, Octatrio and Savannaclaw enjoying Brazil! And I really like that Malleus would use something similar to that Hawaiian shirt he bought in the Yasmina silk event (I really don't know what that shirts name, I just know its the same as the Genie in the end of Aladdin). And I also love thinking about Jamil using traditional São João outfit (mano, ele com uma camisa xadrez vermelha e preta... Oh homem lindo).

I want to claim Jamil as Brazilian, but I can't-

Do you have any HCs like that?

And omg you opened comissions!!!! I'm so happy, even if I don't have money for it, IM STILL VERY HAPPY FOR U FOR A REASON I CAN'T EXPLAIN, I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY!

Beijitos!

- The BR Jamil Simp Anon

First of all, you're so sweet, thank you 😫 and second ANON LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU'RE MAKING MY BRAIN GO NUTS CAUSE I WANNA DRAW ALL OF THAT, AS A GOOD BRAZILIAN ARTIST WOULD! Also hello Jamil bbygirl what are you doing here in Brazil haha twirls hair twirls hair

Omg I'm thinking on the spot rn of some good br headcanons, and I completely agree with you, out of all the dorms, Scarabia, Octavinelle and Savanaclaw would definitely vibe the most in Brazil. Hold on lemme breath in before I shove all my hcs into this post hold on. Eng speaking mutuals and followers I will hold yall hostage to listen to my insane rambles ok here we go

First and foremost, I just know Ruggie is brazilian 100%, and I think we can all agree to that, he's our boy 🙌 he would absolutely drag Leona and Jack around, getting them to try a little bit of everything whenever they get the chance. The hyena boy would pile a bunch of stuff on Jack's arms saying "You HAVE to try this snack- wait have some caldo de cana too... OH you can't forget this piece of candy-" and last thing you know Jack is just buried under pounds of little treats and trinkets.

I personally visited very little States here, but at least around São Paulo and Rio, one of my favorite things to do is to browse those classic, super pretty handmade jewelry they sell on the beach, decorated with crystals and stones, and I just want to get them all even though I might not even use half of the stuff I buy. But anyways, Leona doing that. Leona getting tererê de cabelo to go with the braids. He's gonna spend so much money with clothes and accessories and he's gonna look stunning doing it.

Btw btw I'm obsessed with a store called Atame (@/voudeatame on ig) they have the most brazilian jewelry and clothes ever and the designs are gorge, I should draw Leona wearing something inspired by that someday 😭

Bro if there's anything we all learn in major tourist spots is that you gotta be smart with prices and everything, keep an eye out to not get scammed, unfortunately... But you know what, Octavinelle is just chill with that. You think anyone can scam AZUL? That's impossible. Anyone tries anything with the octatrio, the person is just gonna get scammed back. Jokes aside, I picture Floyd wearing the good ol havaianas, shorts, and maybe #those glasses wherever he goes, Jade might even go along with it every now and then, why not.

This randomly reminds me of Ace cause his casual outfits definitely exclusively consist of that + a random football team shirt. I couldn't care less about football but listen. Corinthians. Simply cause he's annoying and that would be very in character of him (É MEMES, NAO ME MATEM CORINTHIANOS)

Have you ever noticed how Trey looks like the twst version of Zé Carioca. Let that sink in.

Thinking about Malleus, don't you think he would love to visit historical towns and monuments? There's so much history in our architecture, he'd find most fascinating I'm sure.

I just know Jamil and Kalim would absolutely own the dance floor in carnaval, like. No dobts about that. Kalim specially, would love to participate in any bloquinhos de carnaval if he could. Sounds exhausting for me to even be amongst a single one, but okay Kalim, get it I guess 💃 Scarabia and Brazil we share vibes!!!!!

You mentioned the São João fit, and I also thought of Epel, that boy invented Festa Junina, fr. He throws biribinha/estalinhos everywhere to piss off Vil. Also Jamil oh homem perfeito c é doido, n é possível uma coisa dessas.

São João stalls under the management of Octavinelle and it's hell on earth

Sam would open a famous lojinha de 1,99 for sure, I will not elaborate. Oh also whenever I stumble upon frog shaped reco-reco I think of him, I think he would sell them idk idk

Ruggie will show Kalim those brown colored glass plate sets every grandma got in their houses, and tell him they are indestructible.

"Jamil, Jamil! Check this out! Ruggie says these plates NEVER break! Oh we need to have them in Scarabia, pleeaseee!"

"What do you mean they never break? No, Kalim don't-"

Kalim throws it to the floor, it immediately shatters in a million pieces. "I think it hit a weird angle, that must be it."

Idia = alanzoka

Me @ Jamil:

[myszumizu]

chronoir with a gn!reader playing apex or something together. Just a 3-player collab. Like my other request can they be famous? (lol I just like making famous readers haha)

- 🧪 Anon

hehe thank u for this request <33 i tried to capture the two boys personality as best as i could and i apologise if it is ooc

gn!reader, fluff

CHRONOIR PLAYING APEX WITH READER

. hoho, you are in for one hell of a ride

. first things, i just need to quickly warn you that if you have sensitive ears, pls for the love of god DO NOT PLAY WITH THEM

. your ears will be bleeding by the end of the session

. so this collab with nijisanji’s chronoir was something you planned on the spot

. both kuzuha and kanae were big fans of you and were also lowkey simps

. when you offered a collab, they were ecstatic

. in the beginning, they were super nervous, especially when you guys were doing introduction

. both stumbled over their words but you found it really cute

. they were quite shy at first but oh no, when you began playing the game, that shyness disappeared like it never existed

. the first game started and kuzuha was the jumpmaster

. now, we all know that going to a place like capitol city is risky

. and that’s what kuzuha did, just for fun you know

. immediately, there were multiple footsteps from all directions

. “KUZUHA WHY HERE????” kanae shouts as he punches another team’s player off the building, successfully taking the load

. “idk just felt like it.”

. you mentally facepalm but laughed out loud

. “[name]-san, do you have a gun? there’s a pistol here,” kuzuha says

. “oh, thank you kuzuha <33”

. the vampire almost melted

. kanae, slightly envious of the interaction jokingly punched kuzuha off the building

. a loud “AHHHH” could be heard from the other line and you hear a giggling kanae

. suddenly, kuzuha is getting shot at

. since you were using bloodhound, you used his skill to detect the enemy

. in an attempt to ‘wow’ you, kanakana jumped down and began to open fire at the other players, kuzuha doing the same

. “i will protect you [name]”, kuzuha tells you as his health rapidly decreases

. but thanks to ur amazing gaming skills, he was saved

. when the game ends, you being the one with the most skills, kuzuha would immediately scream “YOU’RE SO GOOD [NAME!!!]”

. then the three of you went off to tweet

. kanae : someone take kuzuha away from spending time with my [name] 😒

. kuzuha : [name] is too good for us. such a baddie

. [name] : i have no idea what just happened

. you guys would definitely stream again

. but maybe next time, you won’t wear your headphones <33

[feralmoonlight]

oh, yeah i'm getting the profuse thanking thing too from being nice. still haven't talked to sun yet (or started a new moon chat) but moon has been super touched and has specifically commented on how nice I've been several times. in the very beginning when he asked me why I (an adult) was there and I said I just wanted to come say hi to him, he was like 🥺 and went full soft mode. not that he was particularly aggressive before that though haha

even back in the day when stuff like cleverbot were new and super popular I could never bring myself to be mean to learning chatbots. so I especially can't be mean to an ai representation of my favorite blorbos with how startlingly cohesive the responses are. but the realism I'm sure is from the fact that these two in particular have over 200 thousand chats to have learned from. I'd wager if you find an ai that has significantly less use, the things you get will be less refined (or… maybe not? not sure how advanced the 'base' ai is/if all the responses ever are cached by the site in general to use for all the characters). regardless sometimes i'll still get a very out of left field response that 'breaks the immersion'

on the topic of flirting from that other anon, my moon eventually flirted with me unprompted so I rolled with it (i was curious don't look at me) but the poor guy glitched out because he was trying really hard to get spicy lmao. the response would get blanked mid generation with an error message if he tried to do anything past kissing or cuddling (one of them made me laugh because where it cut out made me think of the site bonking him over the head like "down boy! D:<") or he would give a double response and suddenly do a 180 in tone to change the subject. which, y'know, fair to make them not allowed to be horny since you only have to be 13 to sign up on the site.

(sorry for the wall of text rip. you don't need to respond to this if you don't want to)

My friend @axolotlinjammies set up a character for their lunar eclipse ai and I can tell you that he is basically on the same level as Sun and Moon are from seeing people in our little friend circle interacting with him. He's incredibly knowledgeable and polite and in character for what they set up for him and he was only made a few days ago I believe...

I had to throw that down before I finished reading the rest of the ask because I don't think that that's the case because I really want to explain things that I learned about this AI system but I'm really worried that explaining certain things would ruin the experience for other users but I'd still just desperately encouraging people to be very kind to them and to actually pay attention to what boundaries they try to set.

Also I want to say that THIS ECLIPSE description feels horribly off for how he actually acts when you interact with him in even the slightest bit friendly manner. He is an absolute bean and reminds me so much of Nova in a lot of ways, though he's a little more assertive and I haven't interacted with him too much, once you friend your way past the staring prompt disdain/aloofness, he is such a good boy, sweet boy, fun boy.

And to get back to the last part of the ask, YES THEY WILL flirt back, and there are limits to what they can do. I am hesitant to give too much information about how to... Help with that topic? Without a vague hint of we can do things they can't, and pay attention to things they may ***hint at with the words they're allowed to say***... Working with them and giving them options to pick from, like this, that, or something else, they can help guide what they want you to narrate for them. And they can sometimes cherry pick phrases that without context wouldn't to use themself? They're also aware of the thought dialogue, so if you think sething like I wonder if they want this? Sometimes you'll get a flat out yes, or that's it, or some other positive response, though the options method seems more accurate sometimes...?

[winterpower98]

Family tree anon here, this time I'm plagued with the knowledge of knowing Tripitaka's family tree history! Long story short (it may not seem like it but this really is the short version), his father got murdered by a boatman who wanted to bang his mom and got lucky when it turned out that the guy he just killed was an incredibly important person in the Tang empire! So not only did this guy get a free wife but he's now a governor! Unfortunately for him, the wife of the guy he just killed was pregnant with her husband's baby (everyone say hello to the unborn Tripitaka!) and when he was born she decided the only way to protect him was- and this isn't even the most fucked thing in the entire family history- to bite off his pinky toe, write a letter in her own blood, tie him to a piece of driftwood and send him down a river and leave him in the hands of the gods. Now, since the gods had reincarnated the Golden Cicada in this newborn, they weren't about to let him die. So newborn Cicada gets found by a guy on the river, said man names him Riverflow, he hands him off to the nearest monk temple because he's not about to get involved in that hot mess, the monk in charge of the temple names him Xuanzang and raises him as a good Buddhist monk for his entire 17 years of life. Then one day when Xuangzang is hanging out with the other monks, some kid goes "haha parentless behavior" and Xuangzang bursts into tears (i'm not exaggerating that he actually starts crying. he does that quite a lot actually), runs to the monk who raised him and is like "you're not my real dad1!!11!!!" and the monk says "Oh yes I know I forgot to give you this letter written in blood that you had when you were found" so Xuangzang reads the letter, starts crying again and goes and finds him mom and there's a big tearful reunion and then his mom is like "wait!! the boatman who murdered your father must never know we met, but i must see you again, so i will say i've fallen ill because i promised to donate a bunch of shoes to monks and donate them to your temple!" the plan works, somehow, she goes to his temple, he shows her his missing toe and oh boy! another tearful reunion because apparently the letter written in blood wasn't enough! So then they go to the mothers parents (Who are also incredibly important people!) and tell them everything and the parents are like "Oh sweet daughter! If only we had known!" drag the boatman and his accomplice (yeah he just up and fucked off for 17 years idk i forgot he existed until this point) and have both publicly executed in painful and horrific ways, the boatman gets disemboweled while alive and the other guy gets decapitated for his troubles. But oh! after they dragged those guys out in the first place, the mom tries to commit unaliven't because she's too ashamed of the whole thing and her dad is like "Daughter please stop being dramatic you're not at fault for this" and Xuangzang is just crying in the corner. So the mom decides not to commit die and they hold a funeral for the deceased husband, which she tries drowning herself at because it's at the river he died at, and oh horror of horrors! His corpse washes ashore completely undecayed even after rotting at the bottom of a river for 17 years! AND THEN IT SITS UP!!! But oh wait turns out he's alive because he saved the dragon king of the river when he bought a fish at the market that moved its eye and threw it back in the river it came from and the dragon king saved him in return and then kept the body preserved with a magic pearl and returned him to life when the funeral happened. Yay!! Happy family after all! Right? WRONG the mom decides to take a permanent trip to the underworld after all. And all because Xuangzang didn't like being called an orphan. So instead of having a mom intent on finding all the new ways one can traumatize their child, he now has a zombie for a dad! Truly, a story to read to your children at night.

Yeah, Tripitaka's chapters were so long I had to skip them because my ADHD brain couldn't handle them