#ok uhm actual tags time

[transurgender]

was looking thru old art for smthn to redraw and even though this is like. 3 years old i still like it so im reposting it here and getting it out of instagram purgatory👍viva piñata fans please talk 2 me .

[radioroxx]

hmmmm mal du pays thoughts tonight

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i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[kayak-lmao]

so somethin crazy happened! I hit 100 followers on Twitter (wild) and they voted on me doing a DTIYS to celebrate!! I figured everyone should be able to participate if they wanna, so I'm also gonna post it here :)

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[peapod20001]

In my...✨ depression bed ✨ phase <3

[orcelito]

genuinely tho me jumping right into reading volume 9 of trimax and then volume 10 (and then most of the rest of the manga) on the night before i had a presentation at 9:30 am (that was entirely not prepared) was literally one of the most unhinged decisions ive ever made

this is what a hyperfixation does to a person

[archiverstappen]

Hi I hope you’re well!! I just read the new chapter of the cat sitter and ugh I love that series so fucking much!! I was listening to a song and just knew you could create this.

So it a Max x reader smau where the reader is a mega pop star. Like Taylor Swift big and all eyes are on her. She gets invited to an F1 race by Redbull and joins their after party and gets to meet Max. Unfortunately Max is still dating K*lly. Reader is completely enamored by Max and writes break up with your girlfriend, I’m bored literally released it the next week. Everyone is losing their fucking mind trying to figure out who it is. Max knows it’s about him and he’s playing it cool and breaks it off with K*lly and starts secretly dating reader. Reader drops an album full of love/spicy songs like Gorgeous, Lover, Dress, 34+35, Positions etc etc and fucking hard launches them. Thanks!! If this is way too long and convoluted feel free to ignore.

Can’t wait to read more of your work because you absolutely body smau, it’s so good and the meme reaction pictures you use *chefs kiss*

break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored ✧ max verstappen

max verstappen x fem! singer! reader

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I LOVE THIS IDEA!! thank you @todaynotseen for your request🤍

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[qhoaaaa]

SO *claps hands* MILO GREER HUH 💛

I feel like if Erik ever does a flashback of Milo/Sweetheart becoming mates

I just

KENDOWHWOEDN

Think that Milo would be so fucking nervous

"Yeah, I just....see you... as my mate... yeap! And I know we've talked about this before and I just... wanted to say that... uhm... no, wanted to ask if... you'd wanna be my... mate?"

(Insert more lovey dovey shit he is yapping abt how amazing Sweetheart is and has been to him and how they have affected his life)

100% Asher would be more awkward but Milo's nerves are fucking SHOT because he's like holy shiiiiiitt I'm gonna fuckign do this aren't I yes I am

Trying to see if Milo would ask/say it in his apartment or the place where they hunted the Shade down together

Bc he's sentimental

Fucker (I love him)

"My ma is gonna be so fuckin happy"

He's crying your honor

Love a man whose in touch with his emotions

When Sweetheart says yes he's like,

"No shit... WAIT what did you say... yea, that's what I thought... (he's like how the fuck did i get to this point)... w-well what do I do now? I DONT KNOW IVE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE"

Ahem (NSFW 18+ AFTER CUT)

Tagging! @annahxredaxted @moronkyne

He mounts them.

This is shameless smut you've been warned. 😈

They fuck first in the woods (if he asked in the woods) , then later at his apartment bc we all know these two can't keep their hands off each other...

Hands gripping their hips, it just comes natural to him, especially after they said yes to being his mate.

Let's out the most feral and gutteral moan when he presses inside them

And erm,,, 🥺

Bites.

Tons of biting, claims he wants to have his scent all over them and loves to see his teeth prints on their sweet neck and shoulders

If Sweetheart is on their belly, he bites at their nape, as if trying to keep them still (RHSIDBDJEJE PLEASE PELASEE EPWLSLSLEELEJR)

"My mate... my fucking mate! Mmhh, gonna... gonna fuck you nice and deep... just how my mate likes it..."

He legit won't stop touching them, his hands sliding over their sides, nails lightly pressing into them, he presses his cheek to their neck to smell them, to smell their pleasure, to hear their gasps and moans: he's worshipping them

Milo kinda likes to manhandle them, so there's times where he grips their hips up off the bed/surface and it makes them shiver, he flips them over onto their back to touch their chest and belly, and scoots closer between their legs to fuck them senseless

He does that thing where he moves Sweetheart's legs straight up and holds them and fucks between their thighs before slipping into their hole, he also spanks their thighs while he fucks them a bit

Kinda like honeymoon sex except they're not married, they're mates

And the whole time, he's just rambling on thanking them for being in his life, for being his mate, and being super cute and sappy while he's about to cum inside them

HE LAUGHS DURING SEX, BE STILL MY HEART

They fell asleep with his cock still inside them and in the morning when they're both up, Milo gently fucks into them again, holding them tight to his chest and he has the honor to see them cum on him AND to cum in them again

If they're feeling it, Sweetheart asks Milo for the good old 69 and Milo's like....

"I fucking love youuu"

Milo's on the bottom (they actually push him on the bed and are like "you better fucking stay down and let me please you" and hes like "ooh... hell yeah Sweetheart" (heart eyess)) , Sweetheart is on top and they're fucking deep throating his cock so well he tells them to go slower or else he'll cum too quickly and they're like, ok and?? , he just laughs and then they just plant themselves on his face

Then Milo's got his hands wrapped around their thighs and is NOT letting them go, occasionally he'll have his hand caress up their spine to see them squirm and he'll wrap his hand in their hair, pulling back gently, to see them arch

Even like this he can't resist to spank and grab at their ass, especially if they're fucking SITTING ON HIM (insert that one meme of Doja Cat about big noses)

When they finally cum, Milo kinda shakes his face against them to get every last drop, his tongue swirling everywhere. This man needs their cum.

And Sweetheart makes him cum when they take his cock as far as it'll go and stay there until that cock is done pumping in their mouth.

They are both cum slutsI MEAN WHATAATTEEJEJDIEJOJ

I'm done yapping goodnight

[dollyslvttt]

Guts with a virgin village girl ✨🧚🏻‍♂️

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pairing: pre-eclipse guts x virgin village girl, f!reader

tags: set before eclipse, making out, rough s3x, softdom guts, fingering, virginity loss f! receiving 

Guts was the only one not having fun. The Band of the Hawk had set camp by a village and everyone was in the village in a pub, Guts included. But Guts was not a huge fan of alcohol, the way whoever drank it actually was like total fools. He was watching a very drunk Corkus trying to flirt with a table of girls. Then Corkus moved a bit to the side and he saw you. You were sitting at that table, giggling with your friends. As if sensing Guts looking, you looked over and made eye contact. Your eyes grew wide and you blushed. Guts thought to himself how cute you were. But that didn't truly sum up your beauty. You had beautiful hair, skin that glowed luminously even in the poor lighting of the pub, and the bodice of the dress you were wearing was tight across your breasts. “That girl you’re looking at is  very pretty. You should go talk to her, Guts.” Judeau said, nudging Guts playfully. “No.” Guts looked back at the table. “What are you too shy? Don’t tell me that you haven’t been with a woman before?” Guts glared at Judeau’s stupid, very false remark. Guts had been with many women throughout his years of being a mercenary, and was very skilled in the bedroom, or most of the time, tent. Suddenly Guts heard his name. “That is Guts right there, the large bloke. He is verrrry not amazing.” It was Corkus still trying to drunkenly entertain the table of ladies. He seemed to be talking to you, gesturing wildly towards Guts. One of the girls beside you leaned in and whispered in your ear, looking back at Guts. You turned bright red and your expression grew troubled. Guts watched as you got up quickly put coins down on the table and went outside. Guts, now curious, waited about a minute and followed you out. 

⊹˚.  change of perspective ౨ৎ

After your friend had whispered in your ear that tall muscled man, Guts, looked like he had a big dick, you decided it was time to leave. You now leaning against the wall of the pub, relishing in how the brisk night air cooled your hot cheeks. “Hey.” You turned at the sound of the pub door, and there was Guts. Up close you could see how truly massive he was, six and half feet tall with corded muscles, covered in scars. But he was handsome, with harsh, defined features, definitely much better looking than any man living in the village. “H-hi.” You said shyly. “Your table were talking about me? What for?” Guts stepped out from the doorway. “Uh, uhm that man, uhm, Corkus, saw you look over and started talking and uh, he was just talking.” You wrung your hands together nervously. “I’m just messing with you because I enjoy your reaction.” You looked up at Guts who was looking down at you. “Huh?” Guts moved closer, only about a step away from you now. “Your face gets all red. It’s, uh, cute.” Now Guts was the one that seemed a bit embarrassed. He closed the distance between the two of you, towering over you. Your eyes widened at his close proximity. “I wanna kiss you.” You thought your heart might’ve stopped when he said that. “Uhm, yes, ok, yes.” Guts put his large hand on your cheek and brought his face to yours, pressing his lips against yours. He deepened the kiss and slid his hand onto your waist, sliding his tongue into your mouth. The way Guts kissed you was not gentle, his tongue tangling with yours as one big hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you closer to him. His other hand was gripping onto your waist, his thumb stroking your side, making you shiver. Kissing Guts was very different from kisses you had shared with boys in the village before; rushed and inexperienced and only leading to your breasts being clumsily touched through your dress. Guts pulled back from the kiss, his full lips shiny with spit.

“Come with me to my tent. I want you.” Guts’ deep voice was strangled as he looked at you. When you nervously nodded, he took your hand, his much bigger one engulfing yours. He kept you close against him as you entered his camp. Looking at Guts’ huge frame had you thinking about what your friend had said concerning the size of what was in his pants. Now you were verynervous. You had never gone beyond clumsy groping, and the only things that had been inside you were your fingers. “This is my tent”, Guts said as he held open the flap for you, “Thankfully everyone is in the village so no one will hear.” Guts smiled as he secured the flap behind you. “So…about that. I’ve never done anything before.” Guts slowly turned toward you. “You’ve done nothing at all? Like you’re a… virgin?” You shallowly nodded, looking down at the ground. “Well, I’ll just have to make sure you’re extra ready for me. If you still want this, that is.”

Guts moved close to you and put his hands on your shoulder, slowly stroking with his thumbs. “I want this. I- I do! I’m just nervous, I don’t know how to do this.” Guts nodded at your words. “Don’t worry I’ll be the one in charge.” Guts moved you to his bed which was a small pallet covered in heaps of blankets. He sat and pulled you into his lap placing his hands on your hips. “I’m gonna unlace your dress.” Guts deftly unlaced your dress and corset, exposing your chemise. Shifting his hips to readjust how you sat, Guts kissed you again. At this this angle it was easier to have your hands on him, and you tangled you hand in his hair as he moved he mouth down your neck, making you gasp. “I- I wanna see you.” You gestured at his top. “Do you want me that bad?” Guts took off his top revealing his heavily muscled body that was covered in scars. You tentatively ran your hands down his chest, tracing scars and muscles. Guts breath came out heavier as you touched him.

“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” Guts growled as he manhandled your body, so now you were lying as he straddled you. “Can I take your dress off?” Guts was nipping and sucking his way to your exposed under-layers of clothing under your dress. “Y-yes.” Guts removed your dress and all other layers besides your flimsy chemise. He raked his eyes over you taking in your flushed face and the way you clenched your thighs trying to help with the aching between them. Guts kissed you roughly your chemise hiking up as he grabbed your hip with one hand while the other hand caressed your tits. Guts trailed open mouth kisses down to the neckline of your chemise and then pulled it down below your breasts. You gasped at the feeling of cold air on your hard nipples. Guts immediately took one nipple in his mouth while massaging your breast and other nipple. Guts’ warm wet mouth closed around your sensitive felt amazing and you let out a small moan. This spurred Guts on and he switched his mouth to your other breast, while also pressing the weight of his hips down between your thighs, and you could feel his form down there.

Guts drew back from you and slowly took your thin chemise off of you. His pupils expanded in lust at the sight of your fully naked body. You closed your thighs in embarrassment and he immediately opened them back up. “Fuck. Look how wet you are.” You squirmed under his hungry gaze. Guts looked you straight in the eyes as his fingers touched your clit. You whimpered at the sudden touch. Seeing that you wanted him to continue, Guts began to rhythmically rub on your wet swollen clit. You were squeezing around nothing which Guts noticed. You moaned as one of his large fingers went into your pussy. Slowly, Guts curled his finger inside you while he rubbed your clit. As your moans got louder and the pleasure of his experienced touching you increased, Guts inserted a second finger in and quickened his pace on your clit. You were getting close now, squelching noises and moans filling the tent. “You’re doing so good. You think you can take another finger?” Guts kissed you, swallowing your moans. “It’s- I’m already so full, ah!” Guts slowly put another finger in your tight pussy and you felt like you were so very close to cumming on his fingers. “I need you to be ready for my cock.” You were jerking your hips in small movements at the extreme pleasure. “Please- ahh! It’s so good! So- ahhhh- close!” Your mind was going hazy as you felt your orgasm approaching. With a loud moan you came, your pussy pulsing around Guts’ fingers. Your legs trembled as he finger fucked you through your orgasm. “Good girl. You did so good for me.”

Guts undid his belt and pulled off his pants and underwear. Now your mind was not at all hazy. His cock was long looking to be about 10 inches and curved slightly up. It was girthy and just all around big, with a dusky pink leaking tip. “Will it fit?” You concerningly looked at Guts. “I’ll make it fit.” Guts moved his cock in between your pussy lips coating himself in your slick. He grabbed your hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. He kept his fingers placed in yours as he guided his tip to your entrance and ever so slowly pushed in. You hissed at the stinging as he slowly moved into you. Tears rolled down your face at the burning sensation, but the burning was slowly turning pleasurable. “Shh, it’s ok, you’re doing so good.” You felt Guts bottom out inside you and you thought you might die from the fullness you felt. Guts was breathing heavily, trying to restrain himself it seemed. He moved his hand from your hip to your lower stomach. “Look I can see me inside you.” You looked down to see the bulge of the imprint of Guts’ cock. He pressed down at the tip of the bulge and you whimpered as he gasped. “I’m gonna move now.” Guts pulled out and slowly moved back into you. You clenched around him instinctively and he hissed. “Fuck loosen up. You’re gonna strangle my dick.” You gave a strangled tearful laugh. Guts continued to slowly thrust in and out, a frustrated, concentrated look on his face. It was obvious he wanted to go faster, harder. “Guts”, He looked up at you, “You can go faster, I-I don’t want you to hold back because of me.” He smiled at this but stopped thrusting. “If you want me to stop or slow down you’re gonna have to tell me ok? Because when I fuck, I don’t do it like I was doing.” He squeezed your hand that he had been holding and moved it to also be on your hips. “I want you to fuck me, Guts.” That was all the confirmation he needed because Guts immediately thrusted into you hard. You moaned at his roughness, but that was only the start. Guts hips were snapping against yours as he thrusted, wet slapping noises filling the tent. You were moaning almost sobbing from how good it felt. Guts grunted and moaned quietly as he fucked you at a merciless pace. You were gripping onto his bedding as obscene noises came out of your mouth. You loudly whimpered when Guts started quickly rubbing your clit, while still fucking you like an animal. “I want you to cum with me- ah!” Guts’ pace was even faster and harder before and now you really were crying, it felt so intense. You came with a screaming moan, falling apart on Guts’ cock. Guts came with you moaning loudly as he shot his cum into you. You felt you so insanely full and came again from the aftershocks as Guts thrusting through his orgasm. He pulled out and pulled you into his arms. You didn’t even bother with anything, just immediately passed out. That morning when you woke, you were cleaned up but very sore. The sun shone through the tent and Guts was no where to be found. Your dress was folded neatly on the ground. You dressed quickly and stepped out of the tent only to run right into Guts. He was coated in sweat and shirtless. “Sleep good?” You blushed thinking of led to you sleeping like a dead person. “Yes thank you.” Guts nodded. “We are gonna stay here a few more weeks so maybe,” Guts leaned close and whispered in your ear, “I can fuck you to sleep again.” 

[grimm-writings]

hello! <3 i read your dungeon meshi stuff and it was great!! is it alright if i request some relationship headcanons with chilchuk? preferably with a male s/o, but gn is alright too! thank you sm! i hope you have a good day.

chilchuck relationship headcanons!!

…ft! chilchuck x m! reader

…tags! fluff, mentions of chilchuck's wife, chilchuck bisexuality crisis, teeny weeny hurt/comfort, talk of marriage, just word vomit tbh

…wc! 1561 (UHM...)

…notes! m! reader food come get it!!!!!!!! thank you for giving me the opportunity to go crazy stupid with this request anon i love chil so much is it obvious yet

Ok let’s get one thing straight.

(He isn’t.  Haha.)

But!  In all seriousness, Chilchuck has one thing he needs to do before considering a committed relationship.

Yep, even with all the longing glances, late night conversations, and helping each other learn and grow, he has to delay the fruition of your relationship until after everything after the dungeon dies down.

Well… he just needs to talk to his past lover first.  He needs to have a long, long conversation with her, and he’ll be sure to mention you too.

He relays this to you during the great feast privately.  Despite his nervousness, the sigh of relief that escapes him is noticeable.  His shoulders slack and he closes his eyes.  Finally, it’s off his chest.

Before we talk about the actual relationship, though, let’s talk about stuff that happened during the pining phase!  Yay!

Chilchuck only had one flame his entire life, and that was his childhood friend.  He never really ‘dated’, never really had any sort of time to explore his feelings for anyone else.

To put it plainly, he had no idea he was into guys.

“I dunno, Senshi was always kind of handsome,” Chilchuck notes with Laios, and his doppelganger nods in agreement. You and Marcille pause for a second, processing the words the two men said.  Like a house pet that has certain opinions regarding these sorts of people, you side-eye one another. “How would you know that?”  You challenge. In response, one of the Chilchucks glances over at you – the more tired looking one – and he shrugs.  “Not anyone would have the kinda bold look in his eyes he has.  The pinnacle of masculinity,” he huffs with a small grin, as if daydreaming of the very such thing. You have no words.  You quite simply don’t.

It’d be a major “oh FUCK” moment when he does realise.  Honestly the entire realisation of feelings for Chilchuck is Good Medicine but times a billion.

He’s pacing he’s pulling at his hair he’s questioning how the HELL did this happen.

If he has a pillow he is screaming into it more often than he normally does.

If you’re more on the masculine side, or are a dwarf, this man is a right mess around you.

Like he’s stammering constantly and hates himself for it.  Constantly red in the face around you and has to excuse himself.

But like . Not in a gay way or anything.

(Seriously if you think how he avoids his friends is ridiculous, this is eleven times worse.)

It takes some time, but I can imagine there’s a moment in the dungeon where you kissed at least once.

Chilchuck is the one to break away first, his eyes wide and face beet red.  It doesn’t take long for him to take his hands away from where they were, interlaced with yours, to hold his face and drag his skin down in dread. “...Did you like it?”  You nervously ask.  He’s the king of mixed signals… The half-foot nods slowly, still looking like he experienced some form of unwanted enlightenment.  “Yuh–huh,” he squeaks. You smile.  That’s good enough for you.

Marcille definitely picks up on SOME tension though.  She’s oddly observant of that sort of thing.

Once you actually reveal to the party that you’re seeing each other post-canon, Marcille disrespectfully shouts “I KNEW IT!”

As Chilchuck and her have an arguing match about that, you’ll look at Laios who looks shocked.  He had no idea.  Some things never change.

Senshi and Falin are normal and actually just congratulate you.  Give them hugs for me.

BUT FINALLY ONTO ACTUAL RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!!!!!! (This is like 600 words so far.)

He’s still uneasy about a lot of things.  He has a deep-rooted fear of messing this up again.

When the relationship is established he might distance himself for a bit.  Not on purpose, mind you, he’s just… not sure of what to do, and he’d rather not do anything at all than mess up.

Chilchuck no that in turn is messing up noo!!!!

You’d have to tell him this and he’ll try and turn his behaviour around instantaneously.  He’ll be nervous and frustrated with himself, but take it slow and he’ll come around eventually.

His nicknames are … unique.

He’ll use stuff like “idiot” with the greatest affection in his eyes and a soft grin, but he’ll say “hey handsome” with the most dripping sarcasm and sneer.  Why is he like this—

Play with his strands of grey hair and he’s so flustered, swatting your hand away.  If he’s tired and cuddling into you, though, he… well, he wouldn’t mind it.

Speaking of cuddling!  He didn’t really do much like cuddling in his previous relationship, to your surprise.  He just shrugs and says he and his old flame weren’t that kind of people.

This is how you inadvertently find out Chilchuck is a wombo combo of touch starved and too embarrassed by it to do anything about it.  How does he live…?

He knows himself if you’re not a half-foot that him being a big spoon is too ridiculous of a notion.  Yeah, he immediately assumes he has to be the one spooning you.  He realises with time though that he… drastically prefers being in your arms.  Feeling secure, loved…  He really really likes it.

Not like you can ever get him to admit it verbally.

(You can still see it from how he relaxes into you and smiles as he drifts off into dreamland.)

It’s been a long day, and Chilchuck wants nothing more than to see you.  You look up from where you were sitting when your boyfriend enters the house and smile.  “Good evening, love.” God, your smile.  If he didn’t know he’d be coming home to this, then the work day wouldn’t have been worth it.  He sighs and smiles, walking to you and immediately falling onto your lap.  His face tucks itself into your stomach and his arms wrap around your middle. “Hm, someone’s tired,” you remark with a grin.  Chilchuck merely groans into your form. Sparing him from any teasing, you card your fingers through your hair.  You can already feel how he melts into you as he loses consciousness. You lean down and kiss the shell of his ear.  “Sweet dreams, Chil.”

For a long time, he struggles with actually calling you his boyfriend.  It’s not like he’s ashamed of you, it’s just…  It’s always been “my wife” for such a long time.  He still can’t quite fathom this change in his life.  That you’re his and he’s yours.

Eventually, he’ll be the one to proudly proclaim “my boyfriend!” when he gets the chance to mention you.  He’s quite proud of the fact he’s got you, after all.

His kisses are usually quick and brief pecks on your temple or if he’s not in reach, your hand or shoulder.  

Ugh can you imagine him taking your hand and giving a kiss to the back of it?  And you can feel his thumb ghost over your knuckles reassuringly before wishing you farewell to work?  Dying dead.

Kiss him and he’s always taken aback every time.  He still won’t be able to comprehend it no matter how many times you’ve done it.

(To be slightly on the more suggestive side… really likes making out when in the mood.  He can do that for hours with him on top of you.  Though he wouldn’t mind being underneath if he considers it…)

He daydreams more often than he likes, especially early in the relationship.  He’ll feel ridiculous for it, like some lovestruck schoolboy but… well, yeah, he IS utterly enamoured with you!  Don’t be surprised if you catch him staring at you or checking you out in some way.  Call him out, and he’ll flush with a furrowed brow and glance away.

His love language mostly comes in the form of acts of service.  Although there’s a slight bit of gift giving too.  He likes giving you wordworks or embroidery he made if he knows you like it.  Maybe he’ll make you a teddy or ragdoll if you’re into that!

You also get Chilchuck thinking about the impossible after a while.  He doesn’t try to make a big deal out of it, but it’s kinda hard when…

“I think I can give marriage a second chance,” Chilchuck says out of the blue to you one relaxing night in bed.  His hair is messed up by you burying your head into it, and your lover is tucked into your chest, holding onto your waist. His words certainly catch you off guard, and for once Chilchuck doesn’t make a thing out of being the one to fluster you for once.  Instead, he tucks his nose into your neck and sighs.  “I just…” he pauses for a few seconds.  “I think I can do it right this time.  If you’re here with me.  I think I can do it.” The silence is thick with a kind of tenderness you’d only associate with the colour pink.  It’s deep and you can feel your face glow in the heat. You pull Chilchuck closer and kiss his head. “I’d really like that Chilchuck.  I really would.” He chuckles slightly at the soft sensation, closing his eyes again. “Thank you,” he says, “I mean it.  I couldn’t have made it this far without you.”

[pharawee]

Favorite Kiss Game

Rules: create a poll with five nine of your all time favorite onscreen kisses, setting any standard for qualification you choose. Then tag more friends to join in!

I was tagged by @lurkingshan & @he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle. Thank you so much! 💜💜 I just had a look at my most recent gif folder because the moment someone asks me my favourites I forget everything I ever watched. These moments speak to me though or I wouldn't have wrestled photoshop for hours to turn them into gifs. 🙏

1. Sun & Q (7 Days Before Valentine) aka the artsy existential kiss.

2. Ken & Seiji & Japan (Deep Night) aka the "baby's first throuple" daydream kiss that was way better than what we actually got in the end.

3. Him & Nail (For Him) aka the "the production company is dead to me but these two ate" kiss.

4. Thanwa & Peak (Knock Knock, Boys!) aka the "they literally kissed in a closet and it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen" kiss.

5. Pete & Kenta (Pit Babe) aka the "this chaste little kiss changed my whole brain chemistry and I shall now sit here consumed with headcanons for the rest of my life" kiss.

6. Prom & Nont (Playboyy) aka the "kiss me like I'm my missing twin" kiss.

7. Achi & Ji (To Be Continued) aka the "fcking finally!!" kiss.

8. Sprite & First (Twins) aka the "this show doesn't even deserve FrameRyan GIVE THEM ANOTHER SERIES YOU COWARDS" kiss.

9. Wayu & Jao (Two Worlds) aka the "uhm didn't you just impale your leg in a death trap oh ok then good for you" kiss.

I'm tagging: @sanvees @sparklyeyedhimbo @bunnakit @zhouxiangs @bengiyo

and also (what's up with tumblr not tagging correctly?)

@visualtaehyun @leonpob @benkaaoi @markmybirds (please ignore if you've been tagged before or don't want to do this 💜)

[jazzyblusnowflake]

I've got one for ya. What were the first kisses in the N/V/Uzi relationship like. Uzi and N first, Uzi and V's first, and V and N's first.

(Bonus points for V and N's first kiss at the manner for some bittersweet angst)

Also, good golly gumdrops, love your stuff, even if you don't answer this one, still gonna keep enjoying

oh oh i love these kinds of ideas :"D tho it takes a bit of brain power to think of a good scene uhm.... lessee....

Ok so first up, although im still waiting for a canon first kiss for NUzi- since they are a thing now, i still like to think of something separate for my own version- [since obviously the main show isn't going towards a poly dynamic lmao]

See, we all know that the show is fast paced and its hard to find any empty spaces between each event, hell it almost feels like earth was blown apart and the DDs were on copper 9 the next day, Liam we need a fucking timeline order. 🙄 soooooo i personally like to imagine that there's a lot more time between events than is shown in the actual show. like- lets maybe put a few days between Uzi administrating N and V and the arrival of J and Cynessa- like.... maybe lets put a few NIGHTS between that??? what's the freaking rush 😭

But anyway yeah- i would put the first NUzi kiss somewhere around betwenn the camp and the flashback eps probably :p my idea would be that since the camp incidents, Uzi would be having a lot of bodily changes to deal with, one of which being her inability to tolerate the sun much anymore. other things would probably be the growth of literal flesh and blood and bones inside of her and lets make this morbid by adding her throwing up blood but keeping it a secret from everyone :p she may sneak back to the other two at night and stay with them- clearly shaken up- [V probably also being shaken up because on one hand she's terrified of seeing this transformation take place- but at the same time, she clearly cares enough about Uzi AND Ns happiness...] asking for help and advice- and the 3 grow closer during this. They practice with her for flying or controlling her tail- maybe some stuff on her control on oil hunger too. she probably also gets some fighting, sneaking and sparring practice with V-

//insert one of those cheesy moments where V riles up Uzi enough to tag her on the snowy ground but then realizes its the same position she got V in her solver!mode and starts panicking and pushing herself back- V getting back up and asking what the heck was that and Uzi just saying she doesn't want to hurt her and V is an insensitive jerk for making her spar with her in the first place and tries to fly away to calm down-..... which probably just ended with her falling face first in the snow and a lecture from both N and V.

overall they all started subconsciously getting even closer. tbh there's so many things i could add here but i gotta keep it a few NIGHTS not a few MONTHS until the next event 😭

either way during this i guess N and Uzi could have maybe ended up alone at some point- maybe after a flying lesson having gone right and they were a little too happy on top of a building or upturned bus or something lol- i imagine after a hug maybe Uzi asks if she could kiss N but quickly backtracks saying nvm it was stupid or something but N softly says its okay- //probably picks her up too, adding to her embarrassment- cuz she's short lmaooooo// and Uzi just decides to give a small unsure smooch- but decided to make it not too long. they decided to just hug after that to not let the other see them blushing like hell 😭 [also they didn't really decide anything after this cuz they are idiots????😭😭😭]

but anyway for the Vuzi first kiss i have no idea if or when V would return if she's been set to remain alive in the canon- but for me its probably when she appears again in her normal form, as herself. not a clone. Alice isn't alive to take the cores and make them sluggish with heat and the sentinels wouldn't have a chance against the solvers centipede lookin ass form.

Anyway if we consider that one way or another Uzi, N and V will meet up again, [and N and Uzi preferably get to share a better kiss this time-] the first thing Uzi is doing is landing a swift punch in Vs face and then kissing the daylights out of her- //confusing herself and everyone in the area in the process including V herself...// overall she would scold V on the whole "i trust you" shtick and leaving them alone- but yeah :p [ keep in mind that im also considering a few nights between when J and Cynessa show up and when they decide to actually go and find and search the labs, because PLOT REASONS :D ]

as for the first Envee kiss- ill do you one better and make it more angsty and say that N and V used to always spend time with each other and do silly things like hold hands in secret or send internal chat messages to eachother, draw and read books together- maybe N used to put flowers for her sometimes. But at some point a certain little corrupted drone started feeling possessive of her favorite "big brother" figure not spending time with her anymore...

one time, N had asked V if he could kiss her and at that they were both blushing messes but before V could respond they get interrupted- maybe by someone giving them orders or maybe by Cyn. either way, V quickly whispers to him "later, i promise" with a smile, making N happy and giddy. but the later never comes... V becomes comatose soon after... N sadly reading books to her and sometimes whispering to her to wake up and that she still has to keep her promise...

anyway after all things are said and done in the future and the solver is defeated- whether they are still living on copper 9 or any other planet idk- N, V and Uzi are all close, but since both N and V are close to Uzi, they also start spending more time with each other too. maybe one time on a walk or going out and about N was able to catch up with V and they reminisce about old memories they can now remember; and when V was finally able to open up a bit to N, he mentions that he still remembers the promise and asks her if he could kiss her again and she lets him.

and thaaaats all the brain power i have for tonight... i think... hope it made yall smile or cry or idk something lmao. :")

[siconetribal]

Put it on My Tab 13

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Tag: @vbecker10 @wordsfromshona @harlequin-hangout @harpy-space @tild3ath @gone-batty-fics @princessbl0ss0m @dakotali @antiquecultist

Warning: Mild swearing, Dick being Dick, Y/N will never have another dull evening ever again

Author Note:

As always, a huge thank you and shout out to @harlequin-hangout for the amazing banners you made for me.

If you’re new to the story, please check out the master post for the rest of the chapters or find chapter one here.

Y/N cautiously sat in the chair he motioned towards, keeping her hands flat on her lap and back pin straight. Though the detective showed a friendly and possibly flirtatious disposition, there was something about him that had her on high alert. She was not sure if this was some facade of his and in actuality he was some sort of brute, but there was something hidden. Something that made her gut scream that there was something dangerous about him and she needed to take caution. Silence filled the little office, her palms growing sweaty as she pressed her back into the chair. 

Am I supposed to speak? Is he going to speak? He didn’t really ask me a question, or was I supposed to confirm that’s my name? I have a name tag though. What am I supposed to do?! The panic started to settle in with each passing second as she internally struggled in figuring out if this was some sort of tactic or did she miss something. 

Dick quietly watched Y/N, impressed by her natural instinct to stay alert with him. There was no reason for him to suspect that she knew of his nightly profession, so he took the time to carefully observe her. Her gaze shifted between him and a spot on the floor as a slight crease began to form between her brows. She was thinking of something and he really wanted to know what it was.

“You can relax, you’re not in any trouble. Well, so long as there's no footage of you breaking the glass anyway.” He chuckled.

“I definitely did not do that!” She quickly responded and leaned forward.

“I believe you. Your boss wouldn’t just throw the names of two vigilantes into the ring if you're the one at fault. So, just take a deep breath and relax. This is just a small chat to get some facts for now.” He chuckles.

“Yes Detective Richard Grayson,” she nodded her head.

“Just call me Detective Dick or Detective Grayson.”

“Right, ok,” she nodded her head. “So, do I just start talking? Or do you ask questions?”

“I’ll ask the necessary questions for now.” He pulled out a small top spiral notepad and pen, the sight of which made the corners of her lips quirk up. It was a bit old-fashioned and stereotypical, but it was comforting because it was expected. Had he pulled out a tablet, she might have been more on edge. “So, your name is Y/N, correct? That's a pretty name.”

Her confirming answer was cut short like the screech of a record needle across a vinyl disk. What had he just said? He complimented my name the same way Nightwing did! Am I in trouble? Does he know the Bat group? Sugar and spice, what do I do? Is this a warning to keep silent or vague? Or does he actually think it’s pretty? Why would he just say that though? 

“Did I pronounce it wrong?” He frowned, snapping her out of her second spiral of thoughts. 

“Huh? Oh, sorry, no! It’s just, you’re the second person to say that to me. It’s not something I commonly hear.”

“Really? That's a shame.”

“Uhm, right, anyway, yes, that’s my name.”

“Why were you here on the night in question?”

“I was working.”

“Were there any customers in the shop?”

“No.”

“Were you in the front when the incident occured?”

“Yes.”

“Briefly describe to me what happened.”

“I was standing at the counter when I heard and felt glass go flying everywhere. I ducked for cover and only got up when I heard a voice. I saw Nightwing and Red Robin. I gave them drinks and they left.” Was that vague enough? What do I do if they start digging into why I didn’t talk about the guy they took down? What if Nightwing and Red Robin found out I said something though? Do I hide for the vigilantes and potential get time for lying to an officer or do I risk becoming the next target to be silenced?!

“That’s all?”

“Basically,” she shrugged. “Uhm, if you want to know what they were doing, I’mma bet they were doing whatever it is that vigilantes usually do? Which…I’m sure you’re more knowledgeable about…than me since you deal with them more than me?” Her tone wavered between sassy and questioning, not wanting to insult the detective, but she was not sure if he directly dealt with them either.

“Yes, I am fairly well informed of what vigilantes do.” He tried his best not to laugh. “You could say I’m someone very close to them. Don’t worry about the details, just follow my lead.” He gave her a wink and flashed a million dollar grin that usually made the ladies weak-kneed. Y/N was certainly not blind to his charms, but she was not so easily dazzled by something so simple and superficial. There was a lack of genuineness to his mannerisms. It all seemed a little cold and detached, almost like a show.

The last time I ‘just followed’ a guy, I ended up with a 4k bill I’m still paying off! And the time before that, I was tricked into stealing from the Penguin! Who knows what following Dick Dick’s lead will do! I’d rather not risk my life again, I like my head where it is. She smiled at him and nodded her head. “I feel better knowing someone as capable as you is handling this situation, thank you. Do you need anything more from me?” I need to get out of here, fast. 

“Glad to be of service and that’s all for now. If you think of anything or remember something, please don't hesitate to give me a call.” He pulled out his business card and handed it to her. “I'll make sure to wrap this all up quickly for you, but for formalities sake I'll need to call you in for a recorded interview. I’ll be in touch.” 

Fantastic, another guy I’ll be waiting on to contact me. Hopefully this doesn't take as long as the Little Lordling did. “I get it, sure. I can give you my work schedule so you know when to call here.” She offered, not wanting to give her personal number to him.

“Sure, that’ll make things easier. Or-,”

“Great, one sec!” She pocketed his card and moved towards the computer, printing out her shifts for the next three weeks. “Here you are. If that's all, I better head back to the counter, the morning rush is in full swing. We need all hands on deck.”

“Don’t let me keep you! I know how important that first cup is!” He raised his hands up and nodded to the door.

“Thank you, I hope you have a great rest of your day.” She smiled and quickly left the room, keeping herself from running as she picked up helping with making orders.

Dick stood alone in the office, staring at the chair she was sitting on. Y/N was certainly a very interesting person that did not quite fit the usual females of Gotham that he met on jobs like this. He knew she was not immune to his charms from how she went silent at his flirtations, but she was not charmed by him. She even made sure to avoid giving him her cell number to call her whenever. It was an odd tactic, smart, but odd. She was wary of him and he was not sure if it was because she was keeping her promise from that night or if she had a keen sense of danger.

I’m not a danger to her, but I am dangerous. What are the odds that she would meet three of us by coincidence? Normally I’d be more suspicious, but she's made zero moves to even reach out to Jason and isn't keen on me getting her number. I doubt this is some long con either, she would have focused on one of us or gone after Bruce himself. No, she's just got luck with meeting superheroes. Chuckling to himself, he left the room and followed the sound of Nolan’s voice. “Got the recording? I've got her information and work schedule.”

“Great, let’s go, this list ain’t gonna complete itself. Though I wish it did.” Nolan grumbled, the two heading out when two large cups of coffee and sandwiches were handed to them, instantly brightening the elder detective’s mood. Y/N silently watched the two of them leave, her focus solely on Detective Grayson. When he turned to look directly back at her, she quickly ducked her head to try and avoid being caught.

He didn’t catch me, right? Of course not, he was probably just looking back for nothing. She tried to untangle the knots of unease that started to build up in the pit of her stomach by pushing all of it to the back of her mind and focused on the orders that were quickly piling up. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid! Jason rolled over for the hundredth time, cocooning himself into a messy blanket burrito. Not only had he failed to message her first, he failed to respond to her good night text. It’s not like I’ve never been told I have a fine ass before, what is wrong with me?! “Dammit,” he groaned as he turned over once more. “And here I thought I had the upper hand and then she just up and texted me a formal ‘your fine ass’?” No, there’s no way I’m just laying around here and letting her win, Magnus was right! I needed to focus on not getting my spine snapped in two so I can actually make up for not texting on time. He wriggled out of the confines of his blanket and swung his feet over the edge of the bed. 

“First things first, I need to eat something. I’m starving.” He muttered to himself, scratching at his scalp while glancing at the clock. I got back around 4 this morning, slept for almost ten hours. Must’ve been more exhausted than I thought. Standing from the bed, he glanced around his bedroom before making his way over to the bathroom to start washing up.

As the afternoon rush came to an end, Y/N went to the breakroom in the back and stretched her stiff limbs, plopping down onto one of the chairs as she laid the rest of her on the table. “What a day, what a day.” She mumbled to herself, staring at the wall to her right. Am I going to be called in for a formal interview? Would they believe me not knowing? Does that detective really know Nightwing? How much longer do I have to work like this to finally pay off the bill? If I bring it up to him the next time they meet, would he deny it? Is he even going to text her or was he just saying that because he got caught? The unanswered questions came and went, one by one, when the chime of her phone forced herself to sit up to dig it out of her pocket. Much to her surprise, there was a text from the infamous ‘Your Hero’.

<So you think I have a fine ass, huh?> She nearly fell out of her chair from shock and confusion. There was no way he was watching her or had telepathy, right? She contemplated the possibility for a moment when she saw that he was typing. <When’s your next day off? I’ll make sure to keep my schedule light.>

My next day off will be three weeks from whenever I’m done paying for that crazy bill. She glared at her device. He must know it’s broken, right? It’s not like it broke without him knowing. Maybe he’s embarrassed and doesn’t know how to bring it up? I mean, he did see that I work in a cafe. I’d feel like a real dunce for breaking a simple coffee machine only to find out the person who paid for the room makes coffee drinks for a living. She did not want to bring it up via text nor did she want to give an answer that would seem like she was uninterested. <I’m free in the evening on Saturday and daytime on Sunday.> She offered, figuring weekends would be better options for him.<But if you’re looking for something in the middle of the week, only time I have is next week Tuesday or Thursday in three weeks.>

<Damn, you’re a hard person to come by, huh? You’re not someone who hates doing anything on Sundays just because it’s the day before Monday, right?> 

<Depends if I like the plan, you plan on telling me what it is?> She sent back as she grabbed her packed lunch, biting into her sandwich.

<Nope, you’ll just have to meet me Sunday and find out.>

<You are a cruel Little Lordling! Very well, what time and where do we meet?>

<Noon sounds good? Also did you want to meet somewhere or did you want me to pick you up?> Y/N stared at her phone, blinking as she reread the text over and over again. He wanted to meet up and possibly pick her up from her apartment.

<I’ll need to run it by Cici first, we live together. I’ll text you back later today?>

<Sure, text whenever you find out. Are you at work now?>

<Yeah, currently on break. What about you?>

<LOL I woke up an hour ago, though I did finish around 4.>

<I don’t know if I should envy you or feel sorry for you.>

<Depends, which gets me more brownie points?>

<Brownies sound really good right about now. You can get points if you bring me some.>

<Brownies sound good anytime to me. What time are you working until today?>

<I’m working the graveyard shift again. Lucky me.>

<Of course you are, you met me after all. That ass hasn’t been bothering you, right?>

<You mean Matías? Nah, he hasn’t been around since.>

<That’s good, you’ll have an easier night without him.>

And no vigilantes flying into the store through windows. <Never a dull moment here. I gotta get back to work now, I’ll text you what Cici says later.>

<Cool, hopefully the rest of your day isn’t too crazy.>Oh if you only knew. She sighed, tossing out her trash and pocketing her phone before heading back to the front.

[autistic-katara]

ok i might get blocked by a couple ppl for saying this but the Jackson’s Diary fandom is seriously making me wanna become a proshipper out of spite (read the post before blocking me or whatever please)

like idk if u guys have checked the fandom tag on ao3 recently but theres been a bit of drama surrounding the fact that someone posted a smut-fic of Exer (an 18yo) and David (an almost 18yo, who was aged up A FEW MONTHS for the fic) and they were harassed into taking it down and making a fucking apology post ON AO3, THE PROBLEMATIC FANWORKS WEBSITE.

and this fic was tagged 100% correctly like it was very explicitly tagged as smut n stuff yet there were still a bunch of comments being like “uhm what did i just read 🤨” and when i made a comment defending the authors right to yk, not be harassed for making not even rlly problematic content someone who clearly would suffer withdrawal symptoms if they turned twitter off for too long started arguing with me abt how “erm ackhtually we should be allowed to comment harassment under ppls harmless and explicitly tagged fics cause theres no smut in this fandom and it shocked us” and u could just rlly tell they felt they were more righteous than God in their opinions and yeah so cut to tonight when i’m scrolling through the tag and i see a post titled “i’m so sorry” in which the author made a post basically being like “i’m so sorry for posting that ik it was disgusting it has been permanently deleted” which in the comments a few ppl were telling them that what happened sucked n stuff (myself included // judging by their reply they only did this to stop the harassment which yk, completely fair) and i went back to scrolling since i wanted an actual fic not fandom drama but like 2 posts down there was another post titled “please stop” or smthn like that where someone else made a post basically being like “guyssss can we please not write smut of these characters this fandom is so wholesome i dont wanna ruin it 🥺 anyways sorry this isnt a fic this just needed to be said lol” and like dude, my guy, WHAT THE FUCK?!

this is AO3, this is a fanwork archive that as far as i know was created (at least partially) due to the fact that ppl kept getting their “problematic” works taken down from other sites and the creators wanted to yk archive all fanworks. this is NOT a social media site where u can make callout posts abt how what someone else posted disturbed ur pure wholesome chaste scrolling by daring to uploaded something with *gasp* consensual sex between 2 consenting adults?! (or canonically 1 consenting adult and 1 consenting gonna-be-an-adult-in-a-few-months-but-isnt-much-younger-than-the-first-guy but u get the idea)

like guys, ao3 is not twitter. it is not tiktok, it is not tumblr, its not youtube, its not even wattpad. it is not a social media platform, it is a fanwork archive, specifically one that lets u post whatever kinda content u want (yes, even smthn depicting 2 consenting adult/almost adult participates that are in no way related having sex, ik its crazy what they allow online these days).

and look honestly the callout post wouldn’tve annoyed me this much if it was posted on yk an actual social media. like if it was posted on twitter or tiktok or on youtube as a video essay or even on here, like sure if i saw it id be annoyed that this fandom cant handle the tiniest bit of non-puritanicalism and fuck, maybe if it was on here id even drag myself into a pointless days-long argument that causes me suicidal levels of stress but on archive of our fucking own itself?! for the millionth time, IT IS NOT A SOCIAL MEDIA! u dont make posts like that that u want the rest of the fandom to read or whatever on there because its not that kinda website!

anyways yeah i hope i explained the situation ok, u might be able to check it out urself if u feel like it and yeah idk this whole thing just kinda felt like a wake-up call for me like yes i find incest and pedophilia disgusting OBVIOUSLY and i dont like ppl romanticising it in fiction but idk i’ve seen ppl talk abt toxic antis before and show screenshots of conversations where theyve acted super shitty but idk seeing this all unfold in person and having to argue with these hardcore antis just- i dont wanna be associated with these ppl, if these are what alotta antis r like i dont want anyone to assume i agree with them like at all, whether its other antis, proshippers, or ppl like me who have a super complicated opinion on it. like they harassed a person into taking down their smut and made call-out posts on ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN abt how they dont want their wholesome pure fandom corrupted by gross dirty irredeemable sex. and just yeah hope no mutuals i seriously care abt unmoot or even block me over this since ik a few of u r antis but yeah srry for this i just kinda seriously hate this fandom right now :)

also incase anyone is typing out a “kill yourself pedo” reply/rb rn; i turn 15 on Friday, i am 2+ years younger than ur innocent bb minor boy David and his definitely not already a legal adult boyfriend Exer so yk

[thatfreshi]

Ok so... Idea for Astorian? What if the reader was some form of Flamenco dancer? Or something of the sorts, who acts like a bard, but instead of using an instrument they dance to perform magic. Not forced at all ofcorse!! I love the way you write him, it feels like you've nailed his character!

Uhm... if you guys want a part two... yeah. Let me know LMAO

TW - general horniness, reader is threatened at dagger-point

Recommended Song: Shirt - SZA

"Yeah, I just dance and then... magic."

The way Astarion first narrowed his eyes at you when you expressed that you couldn't really do anything else, he thought it was laughable.

"So you don't really fight, you just have fun while everyone else is actually doing things?"

"No, I have to actually be good at it! That's like saying you just open doors."

"Well that would be extremely rude because these hands do much more than open doors my dear."

You rolled your eyes, and he smirked. Now, this was before the two of you even slept together, let alone become an item. Over time Astarion has come to understand just how important of an asset you are to the group, but more specifically how he can't keep his eyes off of you on the battlefield. Whenever you can, the two of you find some time alone in the city to find you the most gorgeous flowy outfits, partially because they're easier to move in, but he also loves spoiling you, especially if he benefits from the view. He likes stitching little messages into the loose pieces of fabric, anything in between love notes and threats to people who have even thought about hurting you. The most recent one reads 'If the person wearing this is dead, you're next.'

Somehow, you and your rag-tag group have ended up being tasked with a group of bandits outside of Baldur's Gate. Does it have anything to do with the tadpoles or anything else important? No, of course not, but you have a hard time not helping people in need.

When you come across the group of bandits, it's apparent that they're not going to be a problem. While you're staking out their camp, Astarion comes behind you, whispering in your ear.

"If we make quick work of this, I'm sure we could find somewhere afterwards, for the two of us."

It sends a shiver up your spine, but you laugh it off, turning to look at him.

"You think you're funny, huh? Come on, we have work to do."

"Oh trust me, I know."

Maybe you should find a new way to cast magic, because it cannot be good for him to be horny mid-fight. Then again, it never seems to be a problem, so maybe it doesn't matter? Astarion certainly is an odd specimen, but you love him anyways.

"I am begging the two of you to stop flirting on the battlefield, please."

Gale pleads, wishing the two of you could keep it in your pants for once.

"Listen, once you find someone who completes your heart like Tav completes mine, you will understand. Until then, I'd stop complaining."

You nudge him and then whisper.

"Aster, you are talking to the guy who had sex with Mystra, and then became a literal bomb to try and win her approval."

"Damnit, I always forget about that! Fine, whatever. If Mystra were here, you would be just as lustful as I am, no matter the circumstances."

Gale grumbles to himself and walks off to the others, as Karlach prepares to make the first strike. She makes the signal, and you all take your positions. Astarion always insists on staying close to you, taking you with him on the flank if he has to. No one tries to argue, because he doesn't trust anyone else to keep you safe.

"Damnit, ambush!"

One of the bandits calls out, a tiefling. Gale casts grease, making their camp light up in flames from the campfire. Karlach strikes one of the bandits from behind, knocking them into the fire, effectively killing them. You don't realize though that one of the bandits had taken a trip to the forest to relieve himself, and he comes up behind you. Suddenly, you're swallowing fear with a dagger to your throat.

"Cease fire! Or the pretty one gets it."

As soon as the others look over in concern, the man's throat has been pierced, some of the blood splattering onto your face. Astarion drinks until your attacker hits the ground, the dagger falling out of a bloodless hand. You catch sight of Shadowheart, who is in close-quarters combat with a drow, and you turn to your lover.

"Come here!"

He doesn't ask questions, and he grabs your hands, spinning you out towards the fight as you send a fire bolt the drow's way. She falls quickly. Soon enough, Lae'zel finishes off the last of them, and Shadowheart casts water across the flames, making sure nothing else is burnt down. You try to catch your breath with the rest of the group, and you realize Wyll is injured, a gash across his shoulder. Normally Halsin or Shadowheart would deal with such a wound, but it's been a long day, and you're the only one with any healing magic left in you. With a few moves of your hips, you send out a healing ward, patching him up rather quickly.

"Thank you Tav."

Astarion comes to your side immediately after, almost as if he's jealous, wrapping an arm around your waist. As the others start going through the bandits' treasure, your lover wipes the blood off of your face.

"Surprised you didn't lick it off."

"I'm sure his blood was rancid, I much prefer yours."

If someone told you a year ago that someone saying they want to drink your blood was a turn-on, you would've laughed them all the way to Waterdeep. Now, you struggle to stand properly, holding your thighs together. He keeps his hand on your face, grip a little tenser than before.

"You need to be more careful when we're out there. I know these people were practically dead already, but some people won't try to trade you off like a token."

Normally you'd roll your eyes, tell him you obviously know that, but you just nod, and his thumb creeps over to your bottom lip.

"Astarion, we can't get this thing open!"

You're interrupted by a shout from Karlach, and Astarion kisses your cheek.

"I'll finish this later I suppose. Come my love, time to loot these insolent fools."

It's as if he set up the scenario perfectly, like he wanted the two of you to be interrupted. Hopefully he keeps his word.

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The Stupid Closet (12)

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“Hey” Theo smiles when he looks up and sees you walking in. 

“Hi”, you smile back. You sit on the arm of the couch, next to where Draco is sitting.

“Where’ve you been?” Theo asks. 

“Oh I had a hangover so I went for a walk.” You respond. You can feel Draco’s eyes on you. He knew something was up.

“Well I’m glad you’re ok. Wanna go hang out? I’m done with school work for today.” He asks.

“Oh uh- I actually have some work to do before dinner but can we talk? Privately?” You ask, standing up.

“Sure” Theo stands up and you two walk outside of the Slytherin house.

You felt a large sense of anxiety as you thought about how to approach this.

“What’d you want to talk about?” Theo asks as you walk down the hallway.

“Ok uhm-” you stop walking and pull Theo to the side, “I care about you so much but…I think we should take a break.” You say.

“You’re breaking up with me?” Theo furrows his eyebrows.

“No I just, I don’t know, I think we could use some time apart to make sure of what we really want.” You shrug.

“What we really want? I want you” Theo raises his voice a bit.

“Theo please. I really think we need this.” You say quietly. 

You couldn’t tell him the real reason why. Not right now, not yet.

Theo looks between your eyes for a moment before responding, “fine.”

He starts walking away until you grab his arm, “Theo hold on. I’m still your girlfriend, I just need a little space.”

“Why? You were all over me just last night” 

You didn’t know how to respond, “I don’t know what I want anymore.” You respond simply. You weren’t lying but you weren’t telling the whole truth either.

“Yeah well when you figure it out, let me know.” He says before he walks off. You let him walk away this time. After he walks back into the Slytherin house, you bury your head in your hands, rubbing your eyes.

You had a massive headache and it wasn’t from the drinks you had last night.

You lingered in the hallway, feeling ashamed. This was so messy and that’s exactly what you wanted to avoid. But…you didn’t regret it. Mattheo was so frustrating sometimes but you really wanted to be with him. 

You go back inside to your dorm and work on school work for a bit before dinner. You were nervous about going but you knew you had to. 

You and Pansy walk down to the great hall together. When you go inside, you see both Theo and Mattheo sitting on one side, leaving the seats between Draco and Daphne open.

You take a seat next to Draco, Pansy sitting down on the other side of you.

You look up and see Mattheo watching you closely. Theo follows your gaze over to Mattheo and looks back to you for a moment. You can hear him scoff lightly but he doesn’t say anything.

“So uh Halloween is coming up soon, are you guys ready for the party?” You ask, trying to change the subject.

“Hell yeah, Halloween is always one of the best parties of the year” Blaise brings up as he takes a bite of his food.

“I always leave that party early to fuck someone” Theo says casually.

You look over at him with your mouth slightly agape. He was definitely trying to make you jealous but instead it was just pissing you off.

“Well….” Pansy starts, slowly looking over to you.

“We’re actually on a break.” Theo interrupts, clenching his jaw, looking into your eyes.

You can feel Mattheo’s eyes on you but you don’t dare look back. 

“What? Why?” It seems like everyone at the table asks.

“I’ll let you answer.” Theo says, motioning to you.

“Oh uh-“ you hesitate before continuing, “We just think the space would be good for us.”

“No, not we. You.” Theo states before dropping his fork onto his plate and leaving. You watch him walk out the doors before shifting your eyes to Mattheo.

You maintain eye contact as you apologize, “I’m sorry guys.” You look around at the table, seeing the rest of the group looking at you.

You stand up and walk out, heading for the astronomy tower. You needed air and you knew Theo wouldn’t be up there, he hates the tower.

You reach the top and walk forward, grabbing onto the railing, looking out at the sky. You take a couple deep breaths trying to calm down when you feel a hand on your back.

You turn to the side to see Mattheo standing there, “are you ok?” He asks.

“No.” You respond back, shaking your head. The wind was blowing at the moment, your hair blowing onto your face.

“Theo’s a dick, I’m sorry you had to sit through that.” He mentions, not moving his hand off your back.

You turn towards him, “ I want to be with you.” You blurt it out with no second thought.

“You don’t have to decide that right now.” Mattheo responds.

“But I did. That’s what I want.” You respond quickly. Are you making a mistake? Maybe but you were certain of what you wanted, you had just been lying to yourself.

Mattheo eyes soften as you look into them until you breathe out, “kiss me.”

He looks at you hesitantly, “what about-?” before you tilt your head, insisting.

Mattheo pulls you to him, your bodies touching now. His hand remains on your back while the other one finds its place over your ear, wrapping to the back of your neck.

You both look between each other's eyes and lips for a moment before you connect your lips with his.

Your eyes flutter shut and you lean into the kiss, the taste of Mattheo’s lips almost intoxicating.

Your hand finds its way into Mattheo’s hair, your fingers combing through his curls. The kiss carries on for a while until you both back away to take a breath.

“Let’s do this, I want to be with you.” You say, pulling at his tie.

“Woah, hold on.” He says pulling you away, “let’s slow down yeah?”

“Why? I want you, you want me” you start rambling.

“Hey.” Mattheo grabs your chin, stopping you. You look into his eyes as he continues, “We have plenty of time. I’m not going to let you regret anything.”

“God, how do you always know what to say?” You ask, backing away and sitting down against the railing.

Mattheo sits down next to you. You look over to him before starting, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.” Mattheo shakes his head.

This felt unreal. You and Mattheo were…unexpected but this felt right. You wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.

Your mind started to wander. How long has this been going on? Maybe you were blissfully unaware but love…that’s a strong feeling to just come on quickly and out of nowhere. You couldn’t help but ask him.

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