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[minniesmutt]

Oooh okay congrats btw and I have TWO b/c I can't make up my mind and you can just pick one PLEASE!!

1. Wolf!Chan X human!reader

'Oh no not until you beg'

OR...

1. Siren!Hyunjin X human!reader

'You look good enough to eat'

Because get it??? He's a siren haha

Hope these are good! Thank you 🙏

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     The ocean was dangerous; heavily unexplored and no one knew what lurked below. But if the creatures below wanted to be seen, they’d show.

     “You’re back,” Hyunjin smiled as he swam from the ocean entrance to the enclosed cove.

     “I promised I would be,” Y/n smiled as she dropped her bag down and sat on the ledge, dipping her feet in the water as the siren swam closer.

     “Going to actually get in the water with me today?” Hyunjin asked

     “I’m not going out in the ocean,” Y/n told him

     “We won’t. Just float in here,” Hyunjin offered 

     “Alright,” Y/n agreed, standing up and taking off her shorts and top, leaving her in the swimsuit she wore underneath. 

     Hyunjin helped her into the water, instantly pulling her close to him to lap her afloat easier. He’d never deny his attraction to the human, but that didn’t mean he’d say it to her either. He knew their relationship could never work. Two different worlds and they were sneaking around in coves. But having her this close and the way she looked in the swimsuit was making him question all of it. 

     “Hyunjin?” Y/n asked 

     “Hm?” He hummed

     “What are you thinking about?” She asked, brushing back his wet hair

     “Thinking how you look just about good enough to eat.”

     “Coming from a siren, that’s a little scary.”

     “Not like that.”

     Even in the cold water, Y/n felt like her body was on fire. Hyunjin just weirdly confessed to her and all she could do was kiss him. The siren wrapped her legs around his hips and pushed them up against the rocky wall of the cave. “Hyunjin,” Y/n moaned

     “Need you,” Hyunjin said, practically tearing the fabric off her before disappearing underwater. Y/n looked down, seeing the black hair floating as he moved her legs over his shoulders.

     Y/n barely managed to grab hold of the rocks behind her when she felt his plump lips she spent hours staring at wrap around her clit. A gasp left her as he sucked on the bud, his nails digging into the tops of her thighs to keep her close to him. 

     She felt a twinge of guilt that she might be covering his gills but the way his tongue danced with her clit made her forget quickly. She let her head fall back against the rocky wall. Her moans echoing off the walls as Hyunjin pushed tw webbed fingers into her. She managed to reach underwater and grab a handful of his hair. 

     She couldn’t hear him moan but she could definetly feel the sound vibrating her clit. His lips and tongue working the small bundle of nerves all while his fingers brushed up against her walls. She didn’t know how much longer she was going to last between his lips and fingers. 

     Her body felt hot as her back arched off the wall of the cave and the knot she barely felt forming snapped. Cumming on the siren’s fingers and feeling his tongue on her entrance too. If it wasn’t for Hyunjin holding her up she would sink into the water. He came up from the water and wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her steady.

     “Taste better than I thought,” he teased

     “Think you’re tongue works better than a siren song,” Y/n told him, arms wrapping around his shoulders

      “Let’s get you on land, maybe get to our main course.”

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[alientee]

Mauga x reader and y’all mainly voted one shots so here’s one haha 18+ so minors don’t interact

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Reader is worried about Mauga when he goes on missions with talon so Mauga eases her worries the best way he knows how. Mauga x afab reader. (Oral sex f.receiving, size kink, overstimulation , mating press, there’s a little manhandling going on .) I tried my best I’m not the greatest at le smut.

You were laying in bed, struggling to sleep. Mauga had been taking on a lot of missions with Talon lately. Now you knew your boyfriend was tough, but that didn’t mean his job as a mercenary didn’t come with consequences. He is such a free spirit, but sometimes his boss doesn’t like it, and you were afraid it would cost him his life one day.

You wanted to stay up just in case Mauga came back and he needed help. He didn’t like it when you worried for him, but you couldn’t help it. You look at the clock, seeing that it’s 1:45 a.m.

“Mauga… please be alright”

And at 2:00am, you let out a sigh of relief hearing the alarm turn off. You sit up, waiting for your boyfriend to show himself, knowing he would stay down stairs and eat his dinner you had left in the oven for him. Around 45 minutes later, you hear big stomps coming upstairs. He peeks his head in to see if you are asleep, and he frowns when he sees otherwise.

Mauga crosses his arms “baby I told you, don’t wait up for me. You need your sleep”

You sigh, you knew were this was going “I know… I just can’t help it… I wanna make sure your ok”

He walks toward the bed and wraps his arms around you. Every time he holds you, it’s like you drown in his big muscles, and it feels like safety. He grips your chin, making you look at him.

“I told you I’d always come back to you, even if I had to take every life I needed to, and I meant it. You understand me”

You nodded; you knew how serious Mauga was. It took a lot for you to accept that he works for Talon. What he does makes you scared of what could come from it. For you and for him, it took a lot of work, but you knew he loved you, and you loved him just as much. He stares into your eyes and makes sure you truly understand that he’s serious. Then let’s go of your chin. He reaches down and grips your hips.

“Good, lemmie put your mind at ease. Lay down”

“But Mauga” he stops you and pushes you on your back, gripping your hands above your head.

“Lay down, and don’t move”

You listen to his instructions and look away with a heavy blush on your face. It always gave you butterflies when Mauga got this way. You could never get used to it. He somehow always made you feel like it was the first time every time.Mauga chuckles when he sees you, his muscular body pressing against your soft skin. He leans in close to your face, his warm breath tickling your neck.

“So fucking cute, you like it when I’m rough with you huh" he whispers seductively before leaning in to kiss your neck

You moan in embarrassment not wanting to admit it. Everything about this man turned you on and you couldn’t help it. He was so big, and so was everything on him. Mauga takes your moan as a sign of approval and smirks, his rough hands trailing down your body. He grabs your ass, squeezing and kneading it as he continues to kiss and nibble on your neck.

“Gonna eat you out til you can’t worry that pretty little head about anything else.” He groans, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

“Please~”

When he made no move to continue, you knew it would take more than that. Mauga loved it when you begged; he loved it even more to tease you. He could play with you for hours and still wouldn’t let you cum. Getting you to the edge and making you want more is what got him going. He knew you would beg for him so sweetly. You always do.

"Please Mauga~, I wanna cum for you…please please please touch me!” You gaze at him with pleading eyes. "I'm begging you, Mauga. I can’t take it anymore. My body is burning to have more of you.” You gasp in between words, and your eyes shyly look away. “I won’t be satisfied unless it’s you”

Mauga's eyes darken, and he starts to smirk as he hears your plea. His hips start grinding against you. He grabs your face roughly, pulling your head to the side as he bites your neck hard enough to leave a mark. His other hand reaches between your legs, roughly tearing your panties off.

“Don’t cry about it being to much later" He growls, using his thumbs to spread you’re pussy lips "I'm gonna make you cum, over and over again doll"

Mauga's tongue darts out, tracing the outline of your pussy before plunging inside. He groans as he feels your wet heat, and his hands grip your thighs as his tongue thrusts in and out of your tight hole in a punishing rhythm. You begin to squirm and beg for more as he licks your wet folds.

“Maugaaa ngh~” you tried to grind against his lips but his grip was to strong

He growls low in his throat. “You're so nasty when ya wanna be; act all shy, then ya beg for it," he says before taking a long lick from your entrance to your clit. Savoring the taste of you on his tongue. He continues to lap at your pussy, pushing his large finger inside you, stretching you as he thrusts it in and out while sucking on your pearl.

“I can't wait to feel you cum on my tongue" he mutters against your pussy, his free hand gripping your hip tightly. He runs his tongue up and down your cunt while flicking your clit slowly. He could feel you clench around his finger, he sped up his movements. Mauga moans into your pussy as you grind against his face, the sensation driving him wild. He increases the intensity of his tongue work, flicking and sucking your clit, pushing his finger deeper inside you.

You could feel yourself about cum, your back arched and you started to feel your stomach tighten. The familiar release washing over you as you grip the sheets and released into his mouth. Mauga pushes his face deeper into your dripping wet pussy lapping up your cum and he doesn’t stop even when you’re shaking.

“Ahhhhhhhhh- Mauga.. I can’t…. s’to much!” You try to pull on his hair to move him back but Mauga smacks your thigh gripping it hard enough to leave a bruise. He pulls you back to him pushing his weight down on you.

“Stop moving and fucking take it you begged for it”

He continues to lap up your juices, his tongue swirling around your clit sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. You begin to shake from the overstimulation, but you had no choice but to take it. He was making a mess of you, kissing and licking on your pussy his saliva mixing with your essence.

Mauga begins to slurp on your sensitive pussy while getting your juices on his face pressing his nose against your clit causing more friction. His finger begins to rub against your g-spot and your eyes roll to the back of your head. While your legs start convulsing Mauga continues his attack on your sensitive folds. Not stopping no matter how much you beg. The sounds of him kissing your clit and flicking it with his tongue rang through your ears.

“Mauga please m’gonna make a mess”

“Go ahead sweetheart make a mess on my face”

You start to lose your breath. The familiar tightness in your stomach returns until you feel added pressure you never have before. “Fuuuuuuckk!” Your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You end up screaming as you squirt all over his face. Mauga rubs his hands over your clit roughly making your juices spray out on his face and the sheets. He stares into your eyes as he slurps up your mess still shoving his face back in your pussy licking and sucking on your folds. You trash in his hold, not able to take his continued ministrations.

“W-wait…. Ahh~….. Mauga ! m’sensitive no more please!”

Mauga growls in annoyance as he grips your legs and pushes them up against the bed. Your ankles were in the air near you knew you were stuck. Mauga leans back and smacks your ass so hard it leaves a red mark behind. You couldn’t help but hiss in pain feeling the familiar sting on your ass. You knew you were testing his patience. Because he knew you could take more of it, you have before.

He starts to finger your pussy quickly trying to get another organism out of you. As you try to beg for mercy squirming in his hold Mauga ignores you, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. Fat tears start to roll down your face as you release another orgasm. The overstimulation leaving you a panting crying mess unable to think straight.

“Told you to stop fucking moving” Mauga takes off his pant’s and gets on top of you bringing your legs back further he puts his legs on both sides of you trapping you in the position. Mauga could never fully fit in you at the start. He was atleast 10 inches, his cock was fat and heavy. Even when he was fully hard it could barely hold its weight. He strokes his cock a few times before rubbing it against your folds getting himself wet with your juices.

He slaps it against your clit a few times before he slowly puts his thick cock in you. He takes his time stretching you open, knowing how hard it is for you to take him in. He begins to thrust slowly inside of you giving you time to adjust. He pulls back only leaving his tip in before slamming back down inside of you. Once he feels you running your fingers through his hair he knew you were ready. He starts to go deeper as he feels your tight heat around him.

“M-Mauga….it hurts… m’to full” you whine feeling the sting of him stretching you.

“Hurts sweetheart? Lemmie rub that pretty clit, make you feel good”

He moves his hand down softly rubbing your clit in circles. You look at him through your eyelashes biting your lip finally feeling some relief. “Feel better baby?” You nodded at him.

His cock moves deeper and deeper inside you as you begin to relax. You moan louder, begging him for more, and the pain starts to turn into pleasure. He starts to pick up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster. Mauga smirks as he watches you lose control. He continues to thrust in you roughly, feeling your tight walls gush all over his shaft. The room was filled with your moans and his growls. The loud Pat Pat sounds of his heavy balls slapping your ass filled the room and turned you on even more.

You scratch at his back unable to do anything else but to take him fucking you while in the mating press. His movement gets more rapid as his thurst get sloppier as he feels you shake and tremble beneath him. The bed begins to creak and the headboard hits the wall as he roughly fucks you into the bed.

Manga’s entire body shutters, his hips bucking wildly as he feels himself about to release. He continues to fuck you into the bed, gripping your thighs, while his thrust becomes more sloppy. As you start to come undone, he lets out a deep moan, letting out spurts of hot, sticky cum inside of you. And he doesn’t stop for over a minute until you're full of cum, leaving your pussy a sloppy mess.

He lets out a sigh of relief, grabbing ahold of you, turning on his back, and bringing you to his chest with his cock still in you. You lay on top of him, satisfied with being filled with his cum and feeling full with him still inside. You lean up to give him a kiss, and he grips your ass cheeks, caressing them softly while your tongues are caressing each other. When you both separate, a string of saliva connects you. Holding each other, you both lay in silence until Mauga speaks up.

“Any time you think I’m not coming back to you remember that I’ll always do anything to be with you.” He kissed your forehead, and you genuinely believe him.

“I believe it….. just promise you won’t do anything to stupid”

“How about just the right amount of stupid”

“Deal~”

[kentocidal]

leather

users: trans!ftm!chuuya nakahara x trans!ftm!reader

internal warnings: gloves, improper use of gloves, t4t established relationship, fingering (reader receiving), cum eating, light degradation (reader receiving), finger sucking, stuff done in front of a mirror, ask to tag

internal notes: haha uhhhh brainrot. anyway reader uses he/him pronouns, this is to be read as a t4t fic, do Not interact if you’re cis or if you’re gonna be fucking weird.

“you want me to what?!”

chuuya stared at you incredulously, brows furrowed, mouth twisted in confusion and surprise.

you sat back and covered your face with your hands, whining softly in embarrassment. “forget i said anything!”

“no, no, don’t you dare back down now! i just wanna make sure i heard you correctly.” chuuya grumbled loudly and grabbed one of your wrists to pull a hand away from your face, making you look at him. “repeat yourself.”

“i… want you to… keep the gloves on. just once. during… you know.”

“you want me to keep my gloves on during sex,” he said, almost blandly, as if you weren’t sitting at a quiet bar, “after you begged me to stop wearing my gloves around you.”

“yes! that’s what i said, you don’t need to say it so everyone here can hear you.” you smacked around at his hand and looked around the bar to make sure no one was looking towards you both. “i just think- i thought- maybe it would be nice to try. i don’t know.”

your gaze turned back to chuuya’s, and he had the gall to be snickering at you. you whines again, pushing his chest. “stop it! don’t kinkshame me!”

“i’m not, you brat! it’s just funny!” chuuya grasped your wrist again, his bare hand warm against your skin, his fingers grazing along the soft inside of your wrist. “and a little gross. i kill people with those things on.”

you felt heat crawl up your neck towards the tips of your ears, your eyes glancing away from his, and you heard him let out a breath. “ah. i get it now. jeez, you’re a freak.”

“don’t remind me. i thought you loved me.” you pouted and pulled your hand away from his for a second time. “forget i said anything.”

“but we can do it, i guess. you sure you want me to forget?”

“… no.”

“thought so.”

a few days after that short conversation, you found yourself on your bedroom floor, panting softly and keeping your head turned to the right with your eyes screwed shut. chuuya was sat behind you, fully clothed, the sleeves of his button up rolled up to his elbows, gloves on. you, however, were completely nude, your back to his chest, legs spread over chuuya’s to hold you apart.

“you’re not looking.” he huffed softly against your ear, nipping at the sensitive skin at the base of your jaw. you whimpered and let your eyes slip open just a crack, staring at yourself in the low light of your bedroom. you were spread open for viewing in the mirror, chuuya’s gloved hands roaming up and down your inner thighs.

you caught his gaze in the mirror and he shot you a feral grin, watching you squirm when his fingers curled slightly into the meat on your thighs. his gloves, warm and soft and slick already, were a foreign feeling that left your head spinning.

“look at how fuckin’ handsome you are,” he sighed and pulled you back a little harder against him, almost making you rest your full weight back against him.

“please, touch- please-“ you breathed out and chewed on your lip, watching the way chuuya’s one hand finally started to slip down towards your hard, neglected, twitching cock. you were leaking, drips of your slick drooling down towards the floor.

chuuya chuckled as the ghost of his middle finger traced over your wet cock. “here? you want it here? gotta tell me.”

“yes, please, there…” you whimpered loudly and nodded, and chuuya finally relented, pressing his gloved fingers to your cock and watching your hips jerk up towards the pressure.

“sensitive, huh? how fucking cute are you. you’re makin’ me wanna skip all this and just fuck you.”

you moaned when you felt his fingers slip down towards your hole to collect some of your slick, and then his fingers moved to start jerking your cock quickly. you gasped and cried out, throwing your head back on his shoulder. the leather of the gloves and your slick made his fingers slide so perfectly against your cock, like there was no friction at all. you squirmed in his lap, chest heaving, feeling his other hand slide from your thigh to around your middle to press his hand flag and wide against you.

you felt trapped, held open with chuuya’s lithe, skilled fingers jerking you off. the slip was so perfect, just barely enough, and it made you dizzy. you had to be sweating.

“what a dirty boy you are, hah? beggin’ me to jerk you off with my gloves on. how’s it feel? say it. tell me how it feels.”

“good! feels s’good!” you felt like you were choking on air as his other hand moved from your abdomen to between your thighs, sliding against your hole before dipping two fingers inside.

you almost cried out, the roughness of the leather feeling like too much before you clamped down on him and gushed around his fingers, rolling your hips into his touch harder.

“you like when i fuck you like this? with my fuckin’ gloves on? does it feel good? i didn’t know you were such a freak.” chuuya laughed at the way your cock twitched between his middle and index fingers as he jerked you off, his opposite hand curling his fingers inside you to make your eyes roll back into your head.

“chuuya, chuuya, please, ‘m gonna cum-“

“gonna cum already? jesus, you really were desperate for this.” chuuya sucked a mark into your neck as he pumped his fingers faster, groaning as he watched a creamy ring form at the base of his fingers as he fucked you on them. “go ahead. you’re bein’ so good. such a good slut. show me how much you wanted this.”

you cried out loudly and bucked your hips almost wildly against his fingers as he continued to jerk you off, and you clamped down hard on his fingers as you gushed and your orgasm washed over you like a tidal wave.

you squirmed and panted as he kept his fingers moving against your twitching, soaked cock, slowing down but not stopping. his other fingers helped you ride out your high, then pulled out of your hole. he brought his hand up to your face to make you look at the ring you left, at how soaked his glove was.

“must’ve felt good, hm?” his hand moved and his fingers pressed against your lips. you immediately let your jaw go slack, sucking your own cum off of the leather with a low moan.

chuuya grunted behind you, rocking his own hips — you could feel the wet patch in his own pants, feel the bulge in his slacks against your back. before you could say anything, his fingers pressed down on your tongue to make you keep your mouth open, and he stared at you with dark eyes through the mirror.

“sit up and get face down. it’s my turn to try something.”

[east-polaris]

Some thoughts on the last few Magnus Protocol episodes as I’ve just now gotten caught up

SPOILERS!! Obvi

- feels rather cruel to have Alice be shaken up by her experience with The Horrors and worried that she’s going to get hurt by interacting with them and then give her a statement about someone who was shaken up by their experience with The Horrors and then died because of their interaction with them

- also return and voice of Ink5oul! Hey girlie!

- the fact that Madame E’s last video was just titled “help” made me giggle at first but then o thought about it more and. This is a person who uses excessive words on everything she says. Her vocabulary is loaded with filler and slang, so for this video to just have a one word title? Yeah you know shits about to go down

-Gwen girlie I hate to agree with Lena but they are Calle externals for a reason

- I am so curious about what’s going on with Celia. Like did she just wake up on a railroad track like an old times super villain put her there?

- And where does Celia keep disappearing to? She missed her date with Sam, she had to run out on her child, what’s going on?

- The statement in 17 is wild I was so confused at the beginning and I’ll be honest I’m still not sure what was happening there

- I know for a fact that people have pointed this out already but Jon and Martin?? In the therapy waiting room? Little Jon and Martin as a treat?? I hope it was them god knows they need the therapy

- MAGNUS INSTITUTE MENTION 🚨‼️🚨‼️

- this statement reminds me of when Jon said man I wish we had that guy who could take peoples bones out and Melanie said you’ll never guess who were keeping in the basement

- shout out to that housekeeper for getting the hell out of there I respect her for that

- making eye contact while falling down the stairs and breaking all your bones sounds very impressive and also hilarious someone please animate that

- CELIA HELLO??? Is this conformation that she’s from the other dimension??

- haha jmj error

- also WHAT JMJ ERROR

- I like to imagine that a jmj error happens when Jon Martin and Jonah are arguing about which case to give them

- “no Jonah you can’t give her that one that’s way too similar to what she went through she’ll freak out” “exactly we can watch her fear” “no you elitist prick that’s so rude cut it out or I’ll kill you again”

- why is Celia saying she’s seen Colin?

- Teddy is being so suspicious why is he saying everything like he’s looking from side to side shiftily the whole time

- Lena you can’t call a child an it that’s rude

- unless she knows something that we don’t…

- can’t believe they started to open up to each other and it went horribly wrong

- I don’t think we’ve ever heard Sam like that before, like I couldn’t tell who it was for a second

- actually, i couldn’t confidently tell you that we’ve ever heard someone laugh that hard in the entire podcast

- can you really blame him though? “Monsters are working for our government organization and one of them is Barney.” Wild.

-I do hope he apologizes though cause that wasn’t really cool of him

- Also is that our first f-bomb of the season?

- GEORGIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

- I think that Georgie might also be from the other dimension. Why else would she be so concerned about the government stalking her? That does beg the question, where is Melanie?

Thank you for listening to me ramble I had a lot on my brain

[dreamyinception-world]

𝔅𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢

pairing: Choi Jongho + Song Mingi

w/c: 3.1k

Genre: Firefighter!AU, Smut, Slight Angst

Summary: Once a week, Mingi comes to the Central City Fire Station to give gifts to head chief officer, Jongho, for saving his family home from a raging house fire. However, after being thanked for longer than expected, Jongho becomes suspicious of what’s really behind the tall boy’s desire to show his gratitude.

Tws: Swearing/Foul Language, Mentions of Poverty/Low Income, Snippet of the Disaster (includes short details from people that were involved in the house fire)

Sws: (Everything of course is consensual) Ass Rimming, Fingering, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Slight Begging, Unprotected Sex, Throat Fucking, Crying, Semi-Public Sex, Gagging, Splitting, Doggy Style (only for a sec), Cum Eating/Swallowing, Cum Swapping, Hair Pulling, Slight Dom/Sub Play, Gaping/Streched Rim

Rating: 18+

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“So let me make sure I’m understanding this correctly. Your mother asked you to come here every Friday with a gift to show her appreciation towards myself and my team.” 

“Yes.”

“And she asked you to bring it directly to me as opposed to..simply handing it out to the team in the main office?”

“That is what I said isn’t it?”

Jongho couldn’t hold back the smug smile that was crossing his face, lightly scratching the back of his head. 

It was midday at the fire station that he called his home– being that he was the head of the entire province division. It had been his job every day to not only care for the lives of the people in his town, but also every single one of the individuals that crossed the plane between the outside world and the life of a firefighter. 

Every single one of them had been his responsibility. Almost as if they were his own family. 

In the fleeting months since his promotion, he had seen a lot of unfortunate incidents, but nothing came close to the one that involved the boy standing in front of him– Song Mingi– whose mother had been preparing dishes for their family get together when their gas stove burner raged a huge fire, sending all of them barreling out of the house.

Being that he lived not far from their neighborhood, he noticed the smoke whilst washing dishes in his kitchen during his day off, immediately calling the department and running full speed over to their house. 

Due to his swiftness, his boys were able to get to the scene quickly and douse the fire, saving what could have been tens of thousands of dollars in damage to their home– and given the area that they lived in, it would have been costly to fix. 

Since then, the eldest son had taken it upon himself to come every day presenting gifts of gratitude for his help on his day of rest, which Jongho wouldn’t have thought any more than just a kind gesture until now.

“Haha, yes it is. I was just clarifying so that my next question will be easier to answer.” Mingi raises a perfectly groomed brow at him, noticing a small tape recorder in the center of his desk. Without a word, the chief presses the play button.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to bring in some coffee, snacks and fresh kimchi that my sisters and I made yesterday.”

It was his mother’s voice.

“Well that sounds delicious! I’m surprised to be receiving anything so soon, since you asked your son to bring us something the other day.”

“My son? Song Mingi?”

Mingi’s eyebrow twitched.

“Yes! He brought us some desserts from the nearby cafe. They were delicious.”

“I could barely get him to take any leftovers of what we have cooked next door! But he’ll bring some food here no problem. That boy!”

“Oh! I’m sorry! Am I to understand that you didn’t ask for him to bring the cakes?”

“No no no. If he were to bring anything, it would be homemade! Not those fancy little pastries! I’ll have you know that—”

The recording abruptly ends with a press of Jongho’s finger, relaxing himself back on his chair. Noticing Mingi’s flickering eyes, the chief can’t help but let a small laugh pass his lips, immediately getting fixed with a hard stare.

“Do you have a thing for me?” The chief questioned.

“A thing for you?” Mingi’s eyes narrowed.

“The act of liking someone in an otherwise platonic manner? Having a crush on, feelings for, lusting after-“

“Lusting after?!”

“Whatever phrasing you want to use is fine with me. I’m just curious.”

Mingi let out a short laugh with a look of pure disbelief.

“Look, I don’t know what the hell you’ve got going on in your head that I’m thinking about sleeping with you or something. Are you crazy?”

With hands tucked into his pockets, Jongho rose from his chair to lean against the front side of his desk. His eyes trailed up and down Mingi’s frame, noticing a particular area with a languid head tilt that seemed to defy the boy’s faux anger. By the time their eyes met again, his face was almost completely pink, with an ounce of desperation in his eyes. 

Hm..interesting. He thought to himself. Fine then, I’ll play along.

“And what if I am? Are you going to do something about it?” 

Mingi’s hands trembled, palms slightly sweaty, one of them resting against the doorknob. 

His eyes fell between the door and back at the desk where Jongho watched him with a smoldering look, with a hint of challenge in them.

Are you going to stay or run home to your mother?

The sound of the door lock clicking in place brought a wide smile to Jongho’s face, beaconing Mingi closer to him with one finger. 

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“Y-You’re bold enough to– god fuck– do this in the office. You’re a g-goddamn whore.” Mingi bantered through strews of moans and curses, his face twisting with pleasure pressed against the desk. He clawed onto any edge that he could reach as Jongho tongue dipped in and out of hole with content hums in between. 

The way his tongue twisted and curled in and out of him, slinking his tongue out to watch his own spit dribble down the boy’s balls, only to follow the trail eagerly back to his quivering hole. Kneading his cheeks between his hands, a deep set growl lunged from his mouth at Mingi’s legs buckling.

Since when were firemen so skilled? 

Mingi was so sure that this type of ability was bordering inhumane. Mapping out every inch of him as if he knew exactly what was driving him completely off the rails. 

How on Earth could he know his body so well?

“The question isn’t how I know it so well,” Jongho mused, not seeing the way Mingi’s eyes widened at his tone and the fact that he actually said that shit out loud, slicking up three of his fingers without much thought and plunging two of them inside of Mingi without much resistance. A laugh bubbled up in his throat at the way his body shied cutely away from the intrusion, yet so eager swallowed with each dip in and out. 

“I think it’s more so of how your body responds to me. It’s almost like it was..made for me.” His tongue swiped against his bottom lip, toying with one of Mingi’s balls in his mouth and lightly jerking him off. 

The elder boy’s back arched against the desk, a hand coming down rather abruptly against the wood in an effort to ground himself. He made no effort to keep himself quiet, yet when he felt that familiar tension reach his hips, he gritted his teeth and tensed his muscles. 

There’s no goddamn way that he was going to cum this soon and let himself be embarrassed. Not after he was sure that the firefighter would be busting before him. He already reeked of desperation for far too long. He had to hold it for just a little longer. 

But unfortunately for him– Jongho, of course, was a bit quicker than him. 

By the thrust of his third finger, Mingi had been completely maneuvered around onto his back with an arm thrown over his eyes, not allowing Jongho to catch a glimpse of them rolling from every swallow around his length. 

Don’t fucking look down, Song Mingi. Don’t you dare.

Regardless, Jongho fixed him with a heated stare, enjoying every tense, trembling lift of Mingi’s hips when his tongue rolled in circles around the tip before heaving out a long, feverish moan, feeling the constricting heat travel all the way down to the base of his dick. He sharply sucked in a breath when the man held his head down, pushing and curling his fingers in and out of his hole. 

“Oh my–GOD, fuck! You’re such an–AH!” Mingi’s face burned red at the desperate choked whine that left his lips, gushing cum down Jongho’s throat. Without a missed beat, the chief immediately let out a muffled chuckle, slurping his way to the tip with small pulsed suckles. 

He yanked him off by his brown locks, hearing the man’s wicked chuckle at full force now. 

“Y-You f-fucking asshole..” Mingi tried to catch his breath, jaw tensing when Jongho easily overpowered the grip on his head, moving and kissing the dip between Mingi’s left hip.

“Aw, you don’t like me anymore? And here I was thinking that you were just starting to enjoy yourself.” He bared over the boy’s partially naked body, kissing his shoulder whilst rutting his very obvious boner on him. 

“You sure you don’t want him? He’s been waiting patiently for you to let him in.”

The taller one turned his head away to avoid the very obviously teasing look on the chief’s face. 

“F–Whatever. J-Just get on with it and stop teasing me.”

“Tsk, tsk.” Jongho wagged a single finger in front of him, holding himself up by both arms on either side of him. 

“If you’re to know anything about me, Song Mingi, is that I’m quite..meticulous. I like to savor every last little bit. Maybe you’re used to someone who will do what they want and then be done with you– and they are a coward.” In the heat of the moment, his tone became rather serious, punctuating the last part, as if to prove something to Mingi about his choice of words. Whether it be because he thinks Mingi deserves better or was speaking from personal experience, the boy couldn’t tell– as his expression couldn’t hit anything to him. 

Mingi gnawed lightly on the inside of his lips, averting him out of sheer embarrassment again. 

They were supposed to be fucking, not getting serious. Yet, maybe there was something right in what he was saying. 

God, I have to manage my expectations and priorities. 

Jongho didn’t give him too much time to think about it, tilting his chin to look at him straight on. For the first time, since they had started messing around, he bared a small smile though his eyes were still relatively heated. The gesture made Mingi’s body relax, guiding his arms comfortably around his midsection. The chief placed a lingering kiss to his lips, nibbling on his bottom before giving him a lazy smile.

“When we’re finished, won’t you tell me how good I did? Well..if you’re still with me by the end.” Mingi immediately knocked him with his heel in a feigned annoyance, Jongho chuckling at the pout on the boy’s face. Leaning back enough to put himself into Mingi’s complete line of sight, he tugged his belt free from the loops, snapping his pants open and letting the garments drop to the floor. 

Good fucking god..

Now, Mingi had been with quite a few men before ending up in the fire station, bent over the chief of the department's desk. But never, not fucking once, had he ever been with someone the size of this man– so much so that he didn’t realize his eyes were bugging out of his head until Jongho’s laugh cut through his thoughts. 

“Not to sound conceited, but I’ve seen that look before. But, don’t worry. He won’t hurt you.” He swiftly scooped up his legs, admiring the pulsed tension that his fingers left behind as they traveled down to his hips, giving them a sudden tug forward. Pulling open his side drawer with one hand, he fished out a small, clear plastic container, squeezing the contents onto himself and onto Mingi’s hole. 

“Take a deep breath in for me.” Jongho commanded, rather sweetly. 

Letting the air slowly fill puff up his chest, he felt them get caught the moment he began inching himself inside. The sheer girth and length of the man filling up, pulsing and stretching him wide open, barely had Mingi processing a damn thing– let alone hearing anything that was being said to him. 

“Breathe out~” Jongho groaned out, rolling his hips forward the moment a whorish moan ripped out of Mingi’s throat. His hole fluttered around him, gritting his teeth through every clench until he started to feel his muscles loosen. By then, sweat began to slick his hair to his face and drip down the sides of his body, keeping his leg held firmly in his grip and pressing light kisses to the areas he could reach. 

It felt like something was burning in between them as they kept their eyes locked on each other’s, admiring every chance in their facial expressions and desperation to make themselves feel blissfully good. Their bodies rolled in unison, meeting each other halfway without a second thought. 

Having his body nearly folded in half and being yanked down feverishly by his hips, Mingi struggled to keep his focus or his eyes open to see everything that Jongho was giving to him, especially when he angled himself slightly to the left, the head of his cock just brushing against where he wanted.

“Fuck, I wish you could see this.” Jongho breathed out with his eyebrows pulled up, watching every ripple of Mingi’s ass travel up to the top of his thigh to the way he continued to swallow more and more of him so eagerly. A peek of his tongue poked out from his mouth as he slung both legs onto his shoulders, pistoning himself faster. The moment Mingi’s moans reached a new pitch, he focused on that spot whilst chasing his own high. 

“Please don’t stop!! Please!” Mingi cried out, his blunt nails digging into Jongho’s knuckles when the boy reached around and jerked him off quickly in tune with him. Within a few seconds, Mingi’s arm slammed against the table with a sharp gasp. A shock ripped through his body down to his pelvis, jolting his hips upward and sputtering cum all over Jongho’s fist and abdomen. 

“YES~” The man heaved out and curled his fingers around Jongho’s, moving his hand faster to catch every last drop and snatching him up to his mouth. He kept his eyes on him, curling his finger around every digit once his pace had slowed down, not leaving any bits behind. 

“You take me so well, Mingi-ah. Maybe I’ll have to keep you.” Jongho ran his fingers along Mingi’s spine after pulling out of him, guiding him upright through sloppy kisses. His hands skillfully kneaded every tense, sore muscle by Mingi’s hips and sides, only stopping when they separated, a small string of spit connecting them together. 

“Then let me be your gift from now on.” Mingi purred, pressing him back onto his chair with one hand. 

Slinking down to the floor obscured from view of the door, Mingi wasted no time sliding Jongho half way in his mouth and mapping out every inch of him with his tongue. Their fingers ran up and down each other’s upper bodies from what they could reach, Jongho’s hands finally resting on either side of Mingi’s head, guiding him up and down with sharp inhales. Upon hearing the sound of his tip hitting the back of the man’s throat, his fingers instantly tightened around his head. 

Mingi looked up at him from between his lashes, spitting all that he had saved up down Jongho’s cock with a small smirk. “Don’t hold back.” 

Jongho let out a drawn out groan when he was enveloped in Mingi’s mouth again, practically bouncing the boy’s head up and down on his cock, feeling his balls slowly draw up from every brush of his tongue against the sensitive areas of his tip. With a shaky exhale, the chief sat up straighter with a booming moan, cupping Mingi’s neck and fucking his cum down his throat. 

“That’s it. Take it all.” His eyebrows pinched upward, a wicked smile crossing his face as tears brimmed at the corner of Mingi’s eyes, wiping them away with his thumbs. Once he was fully satisfied, Mingi slowly let go of him with a loud pop, making an effort out of wiping the corner of his lips and sucking lightly on his fingers before crawling back into Jongho’s lap. 

The two shared heated, yet fleeting kisses with Jongho’s hands resting comfortably on Mingi’s globes with a short hum. 

“So, how did I do?” Jongho spoke once separated, raising an eyebrow at the faux debating look on Mingi’s face, finding the ceiling more interesting than him for only but a second, humming before looking back at him. Dancing his fingers up his arms to hanging loosely around his neck, he leaned in close to his ear, smiling from ear to ear.

“Round two?”

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[elizakai]

i’ve been feeling the need to make some boundaries when it comes to private messaging…

i’m fairly chill about messaging but there’s a few repeated things i’m just not comfortable with…i don’t expect everyone to see this or anything but. just for anyone who does :))

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ASIDE FROM MUTUALS-if you message me privately, please do so with a reason in mind!

what i mean by this is please do not slide into dms just to say hi every day and nothing else… (unless you’re a mutual that’s fine LOL)

it’s honestly uncomfortable and has happened somewhat often, that and an expectation to keep up the void ‘conversations’, it’s just awkward and sometimes frustrating when i ask ‘what’s up! can i help you?’ and i’m met with ‘ :3’

(this isn’t passive aggressive i promise <3 )

i do not mind dms, just please know why you are dming me first ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

(maybe you have a question this isn’t catered for asks, or you want to do something art related for example! :D )

additionally in regards to dm’s…i know this is a harsh sounding one to some, but tumblr has an age minimum of 13 years old, similar to discord.

please please please, all i ask is that you do not message me privately if you are below tumblrs/discords age limit, this has happened too many times and it’s highly uncomfortable. i’m not here to parent/police anyone at all, just don’t PRIVATE MESSAGE me, please :)

im not thinking of anyone in particular when i say this, specifically if you’re a younger person and feel called out for some reason, know i’m not targeting you at all /100% genuine <3

PLEASE dont apologize or anything like that, i beg :,)

MY ASK BOX IS OPEN ! :D

if the above things don’t apply, my ask box is always open, it’s more public there🥲 i hope that’s understandable <3

(i may be additionally selective to what i answer as well :,) additionally, sometimes if i answer an ask with no sustenance to the blog i’ll eventually yeet and delete, it just makes me feel tidier LOLL)

(EVERYONE IN MY ASK BOX IS GONNA KILL ME AND MY LATE ANSWERS HAHA)

A D D I T I O N A L L Y, MUTUALS you can contact me for any reason. if i follow you it means i likely would like to interact with you :0 i’m just shy 🥲

for the record i also like interacting with people i don’t follow in case that’s unclear!!!!!!

if you come into my dm’s or asks with blatant, and unfiltered disrespect, don’t be surprised if i block you.

threats, or pointless insults, don’t be surprised when i block you.

if i see you attacking people, or are causing problems/drama on this blog, don’t be surprised when i block you.

THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO CARED TO READ THIS💥 rare completely serious moment from me here on tumblr haha, back to our regularly scheduled bs and silliness!!😁😁🌸💫💞🪷⭐️

(i say scheduled as if i’m at all consistent sob-)

Love you all~🌸

[archiveikemen]

Liam Evans Main Story: Chapter 10 — Premium

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Liam: You don't want me to kill them, right…?

Kate: … Yes.

Liam: Is that what you want…?

Kate: … Y-Yes.

Liam: Mm, okay then. I’ll do whatever Kate says.

Liam: It's okay. I won’t do anything wrong this time. I surely, most definitely, won’t do anything wrong.

Liam: Because I care a lot about you.

Liam released the man who had his hands pinned behind his back, and tossed his dagger aside.

Liam: Kate, this is just for a short while— I’m sorry, alright?

Liam put an arm behind my knees and lifted me up in a princess carry—

He then moved towards a pile of crates in the alley, and opened one of the empty crates.

He put me in the crate, like he was hiding a precious treasure.

Kate: … Liam, what on earth are you doing?

Liam: Sorry for putting you in such a cramped and dark place. … Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon.

(Huh…?)

Liam closed the lid of the crate with a smile—

Ba-dump, it’s shut.

It completely blocked out the light coming from outside, my view was pitch black.

Kate: … Liam?

Not long after, what sounded like a punch rattled my ears.

(...?)

Young Man with Piercings: … Haha, he’s not trying to fight back. He’s definitely got a screw loose. Punch him in the face!

The sound of punches being thrown and the coarse language gave me a clear idea of what was happening outside the crate.

(... Ggh.)

Kate: Open up, Liam…! Liam…!

(I can’t lift the lid. Is Liam on top of the crate…?)

Kate: No… stop, stop, stop… I’m begging you, please stop…!

Kate: Please…! Please… Liam, no!

Brown Haired Man: … Hey, let’s stop. … This is… creeping me out…

Brown Haired Man: All that boldness from earlier on is gone… it's like he’s a different person now.

Brown Haired Man: He’s seriously insane…!

Young Man with Piercings: You’re so noisy! Shut up!

Young Man with Piercings: … Tch. … Let’s go.

As the footsteps grew distant, I heard something fall onto the ground.

(... It’s open!)

The first thing I saw the moment I left the crate made me gasp.

Kate: LIAM…!

Liam laid on the ground, his face covered in fresh wounds, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

When I rushed to his side and held him up, his eyelashes fluttered open and my face was reflected in his rose coloured eyes.

Liam: … Ka… Kate… *cough*…

(Why?)

Kate: … Why did you allow yourself to be beaten up to this extent?

Liam: Because…

Liam: You… you said that you didn't want me to kill them.

(Huh…)

Liam: They didn't seem open to negotiations… so I thought this was the only way… *cough*… ugh

(... What the heck.)

(Are you saying you let yourself get this badly beaten up because I wanted it…?)

Liam intertwined his fingers with mine while I was left speechless.

(...?)

Liam: Kate.

Liam: Did… did I… do something wrong again…?

His rose coloured eyes were filled with anxiety, like those of a small child afraid of being lashed out at by his parents.

(What does he mean by “something wrong”? … He has never done anything wrong to me…)

Liam: Kate…? I won’t know if… you don't say anything…

Liam: Please. Tell me, Kate…?

I had hundreds of questions to ask, and thousands of things I wanted to know.

But, right now, my top most priority should be to ease the anxiety haunting Liam’s heart.

(Because… I can’t bear to see Liam so anxious.)

Forcing my confusion and worry to the bottom of my guts, I gently stroked Liam’s soft rose coloured hair.

Kate: You didn't… you didn't do anything wrong. … Nothing at all.

(I don't know if I should thank him, but—)

Kate: … Liam. Thank you for rescuing me and doing me a favour.

Liam: What’s the matter… Kate?

Kate: …Hm?

Liam: … Your eyes are red.

Liam: You kind of… look like you’re about to cry.

(... Ggh.)

My words made me sound strong, but my eyes revealed my real emotions.

Nevertheless, I still want to smile like I’m alright.

Kate: Fufu, what are you talking about? I’m just relieved that the two of them are gone now, okay…?

Liam: … Really? Then… I’m glad.

Liam: Every day, I keep the promise I made to you in mind.

Kate: Promise?

Liam: … Yeah, the one about becoming a charming main character you’d want to write about.

Liam: I… I’ll surely, surely do my best. Therefore… please let me stay by your side for a while longer.

Liam gave a soft and innocent smile, and his eyes fell shut.

Kate: … Liam? LIAM.

(He’s still breathing. … I need to get him to Roger as soon as possible.)

Kate: Sorry, Liam. Please hang in there… a little more…

I walked down the empty alley, supporting the unconscious Liam with my body.

(... There’s a darkness filling Liam’s heart. A darkness he has never told anyone about.)

Elbert told me that he would never step on Liam’s shadow.

That means that Liam’s most painful memory might be more sorrowful and torturous than anyone could expect.

I gazed at Liam’s profile as his eyes remained closed and he leaned his entire body weight on me.

(When I first met you, I formed the impression that you were like a star. And I found myself being drawn to that image of you.)

(The more time I spent with you, the more your words and attitude saved me, and our hearts should’ve grown closer.)

(And yet, your heart feels so… distant. I don’t understand you… at all.)

My lack of understanding made me feel anxious, and my legs wobbled.

But even then—

(...)

(I can’t leave Liam.)

The night breeze gently shook Liam’s hair, filling the air around us with a sweet vanilla scent.

He felt so close, yet so far. Somehow, that made me want to cry.

(What is this feeling? Sense of justice? A desire to protect? Or—)

The only thing I knew was that the feeling was not love.

(Liam is always doing whatever it takes to fulfil another person’s wants.)

(To the extent of killing off his own desires and doing things against his will.)

Kate: … Why on earth are you doing that?

One more thing.

There was something that had been bothering me.

== Flashback Starts ==

Kate: … Um, Marie, I have a question. Were you the one who sent this letter to Liam?

“— You are a sinner. Admit to your sins and pray that you will cause your own demise.”

Kate: Whatever reason there may be, I can’t let this matter slide…

Kate: Never again should such letters be sent to—

Marie: … I don't know about this letter.

Kate: … What?

Marie: Kate, I swear to the heavens that I wasn't the sender of this letter. … Really.

== Flashback End ==

(Who sent that letter?)

When I finally got to the main street, I spotted Harrison and Elbert searching for us in the distance.

Kate: Over here. … Please lend me a hand!

Kate: You’ll be alright, Liam. … We’ll take you to Roger right away.

Saving Liam was my only focus at that point, never did I pause to think about who sent that letter.

I also paid no attention to my surroundings.

A disquieting sound of footsteps approached us from behind.

???: London bridge is broken down, broken down, broken down…♪

???: … Liam. Being born into this world is your greatest mistake.

[crybabyddl]

Looking Sharp

Part 2

Keith Kogane x Fem!Reader

Warning: smut, knife play, degradation, praise, dirty talk, swearing. Please do not interact with this content if you are not 18+

Author’s Note: happy keithtober, happy kinktober let’s fucking gooooo

^^^LMAO it’s been WAYYYY too long. Like, over a year. I’m so sorry to everyone who has been waiting for this bc I’ve racked up quite a taglist for this story alone haha. But seriously, thank you for all the support on part 1 and I hope you enjoy part 2!!!🥰

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“You, Y/N, are a tease,” Keith’s look turns cold in replacement of the heat from his lustful gaze. “And I’m tired of it. Let’s see just how clean cut you are…”

His voice trails off, as well as his stare. His pupils are redirected to the thin, beautifully crafted knife, and I have no choice but to let my eyes follow.

He drags the weapon agonizingly slowly up my leg. The pressure is feather light. The ghost of Keith’s disconnected touch has my body temperature doing cartwheels.

“When I have you begging me to let you cum as I press this cold, sharp blade on the inside of those precious thighs of yours, shall we?”

Just when I thought my jaw was locked shut in disbelief and awe, his sensual musings easily loosened that tension.

“Y-yes. Oh my god, yes.” I breathe, reaching out for the paladin’s chest to bring him closer.

Keith evades my grasp and moves to spin me around, holding me flush against him. I can feel the dagger’s chill on my neck while his erection meets my backside.

“Not like you had much of a choice.”

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It was almost too good to be true—somehow Keith knew my body as well as I did. The way he tightened his hold on me whenever I’d try to squirm out of his grasp; the icy stares he’d give me whenever a gasp escaped my lips.

Part of me felt guilty for enjoying this so much. It made no sense, but that didn’t stop me from worrying. My anxiety must’ve been evident on my face, because Keith seemed to notice something was amiss.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, his voice was softer, trading in his raspy, demanding tone for considerate and gentle inflections. The swordsman even lowered his knife, genuinely concerned for my wellbeing.

“Sorry,” I sighed, separating myself from him completely. “It’s just a lot all at once, you know? Plus, I never really thought this would happen. I mean, you’re… you, and I’m just me. It doesn’t make much sense.”

“What are you talking about? That’s ridiculous, Y/N.” Keith’s eyebrows arch as he searches my eyes for an indication of some sort.

“I– well, I just got overwhelmed is all.” I shrugged as my mouth formed a grimace.

“No, not that part. I totally understand that, and I feel it too! I’m talking about the whole ‘you’re you and I’m just me’ thing. Why would you think that?” Keith actually looks pained when he repeats my own words back to me.

“Think about it, Keith. You and I are so different and if something like this never happened, we probably never would’ve known how we felt about each other. And if you take into account our personalities in general, anything between us is bound to end in disaster. Like I said, we don’t make much sense.” I look down at the floor, unable to meet his—without a doubt—awkward sympathetic gaze.

“We don’t have to make sense! We just have to like being around each other! I’ve never felt this way with anyone before; do you know how hard it is for me to admit something like that? There’s no way to know what happens or what’ll become of any of this, but it’s not important right now. I never thought I’d be the one to say that, but it’s the truth.”

“I guess I just thought that you were too good for me. I mean, you’re a paladin of Voltron for fuck’s sake!”

Keith stays silent for a moment, smiling softly to himself as he looks down at the ground.

“Keith?” I try to recapture his attention, waving a hand in front of his face. He laughs again.

“Are you kidding? You’re practically perfect! Smart, kind, funny, a badass fighter, and god, you are so pretty.”

“I’m far from perfect, silly. Besides, that’s how I feel about you!” I feel my cheeks burning, but try my best to ignore it.

Keith closes the distance between us and gently grabs my face with both hands. Before I can think better of it, my hands find their way on top of his, keeping his touch there.

“Will you ever learn to take people for their word?” He chuckles.

I lean into his touch, and I could’ve sworn my heart was beating out of my chest in that moment.

“Probably not.” I shrugged, looking up at the paladin and giving him a sly smirk.

He rips his hands out of my grasp, my cheeks becoming cold from the sudden loss of his touch.

“Well then,” Keith is quick to sweep his leg under me, sure to catch me before I trip, laying me down gently on the floor. My breathing becomes ragged as he positions himself over me. I feel trapped, but I don’t mind it now. “I guess I’ll have to take care of that, won’t I?”

“Good luck with that.” I say nonchalantly, or at least as nonchalantly as possible. I was doting on his every breath, impatiently anticipating what his next words, movements, or touches would be.

“Thanks. Not that I needed the encouragement, but I will say it does help.”

The silence that would’ve formed between us is swiftly overthrown by my sudden gasp as Keith brings his knife back into the equation. He has it against my cheekbone, the blade is horizontal as its steely edge rests upon my skin.

“Does it turn you on that your life is in my hands?”

“I trust you.” I tell him. He would never hurt me, at least not without my consent. Despite his confidence on the battlefield, he was typically quite awkward in conversation.

“Oh, that’s sweet, you think this is about trust. I could do whatever I wanted to with you right now. You’re just my plaything and you won’t be forgetting that by the time I’m done with you.” His smirk is subtle, but it brandishes its image in my brain with hot iron.

He’s still on top of me, but he’s apprehensive, meaning I can still take control of the situation. I use the opportunity to grab him by his collar, yanking him down so his face is mere inches from mine. His dark blue, almost indigo eyes are locked into mine. He seems more vulnerable, but Keith always shields himself from others to some degree.

“Well tough shit, paladin. I don’t answer to anyone but myself.”

“Is that so?” he looks skeptical. “Well if that’s the case, then I guess I’ll be on my way out–”

“Wait!” I place my hand around the back of his neck, releasing my other hand from its grip on the collar of his shirt.

Keith eyes me, offering a quizzical hum.

“Please stay. I was just trying to be sexy and defiant! I don’t actually want you to go.”

While his expression gave no insight as to what he might be feeling, I could tell Keith was affected by my confession. I just wasn’t sure how. He was sitting up straight now, a distance created between us.

The moment was only a few seconds away from being awkward when I heard him scoff. Not only that, but that same smirk from before had returned.

“You were trying to be ‘sexy and defiant’?”

“Uh,” I swallowed hard, but not audibly. “Yeah. Those were the words I chose to say out loud.”

“I’m sure you’re wishing you’d chosen something better to say, aren’t you?” He laughed into the last word he spoke.

I nodded.

“That’s the thing about honesty,” he pauses, leaning back over me, looking directly into my eyes. “It leads to weakness.”

His words sent fire down my sternum. Feeling the cool metal of his blade return to my neck shot that heat downward, pooling in my stomach and searing against my clit.

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Virche Evermore -ErroR:Salvation- First Impressions 🥀

This will be my first time doing a first impressions post, since I started Radiant Tale before starting my blog, so quick rundown of how this works: I play through the prologue of a game (maybe part of the common route if a prologue is too short) and give my initial thoughts of the game and any love interests that appear. These posts are going to be relatively spoiler free for most the plot, but I won’t limit myself from spoilers of what I’ve seen for those who want to play a game completely blind. I am writing as I encounter things so if it seems all over the place then haha yeah it is!

Trigger/Content Warnings: violence, murder, suicide, body horror. Please be mindful of your triggers and don’t interact with this post if you’re not in the capacity to handle such topics! I’ve put a read more for those who would like to avoid these triggers. I am not aware of all the triggering content in this game yet, so please look up a full list if you feel the need!

For Virche Evermore, I played the prologue and Chapter 1 for this post. I am trying to do these posts before the first necessary dialogue choice, but because of how short the prologue was and how you only see 3 of the 6 LIs at that point I decided to wait until a bit later. I started playing January 15, 2024.

Also, I’ll note my most anticipated and least anticipated with the respective emojis: ✨ and 💥

General Thoughts

Oh my god this starts out so wild??? The prologue portion was INCREDIBLY short and I immediately saved after and it said Act 2 so was that Act 1? No clue. Anyways, this poor girl has gone through it. I feel so bad for Ceres. I don’t like that everybody but Salome ignores her essentially. Ok so I didn’t realize we’d be taking a Piofiore route of introducing religion but that’s fun. I struggle with games addressing religion sometimes because of some personal issues so I’m anticipating this game will take me a bit to get through like Piofiore: Fated Memories.

Mathis

He seems very nice! He’s definitely one of the pretty boy characters and I have a stellar track record of picking those ones as my favorite. I did think he was wearing a dress at first and then was sad for 0.3 seconds when I discovered he wasn’t.

Lucas ✨

Oh boy another pretty guy. We’re off to an amazing start people. I was not expecting his voice but it fits, they almost always do. OH HE’S A TEACHER COOL! I am begging for at least one of these guys to have a full on dress at some point please they’d all pull it off flawlessly. Especially Lucas or Mathis. Oh he’s coughing that’s not good…I wanna fix this fictional country’s problems just to save this dude from dying he’s too pretty.

Scien

I have seen this man for 10 seconds and he is already getting on my nerves omg. Now to be fair, he is another pretty boy character…they probably all are now that I think about it. I was not expecting that voice from him though.

Yves

Ok this is the cover art guy…immediate first thought is he’s a little strange. I’m 99% sure he’s that kid who saved her in the fire. Yeah he basically instantly confirmed that, cool. Oh sweet the game confirmed it quickly on too, makes my life a lot easier. Somebody with braincells yay!

Adolphe 💥

Ok so I started my thoughts here at the first official time he makes an appearance. Interesting, I like him more than I thought I would when I was just seeing his sprite. He’s got some braincells unlike most these people so that’s a win. What’s not a win is the older brother-little sister dynamic we have here! Cute for anybody that’s not a love interest! Something from seeing his sprite enough now, does the dude wear a shirt because it doesn’t look like it?

Ankou

Oh my god he’s wild and not in a good way to start off! Ok he’s scaring me genuinely wow. But he is pretty…ok what is he even talking about. Oh and that’s it there’s the op. Well let’s see how this game goes!

[ceciliadreamson]

‼️Canto 2/5/6 Spoilers and me gushing over limbus women in general‼️

I don’t remember the video but someone made a really good point that after Canto 2, Ishmael took a back seat and decided not to interact with the cast as much since she lost faith in Dante. Cause you know,,,the whole screw up with the slot machine and the wish stickers. Now that I finished Canto 5, she’s (hopefully) going to talk a lot more since she’s allowing herself to open up. As an Ishmael enjoyer, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ISHMAEL KEEP TALKING PLEASE I MISS YOU POOKIE !!!! I’m assuming she’ll be more involved in Canto 6 since she and heathcliff always have something to say about each other (not in a shipping way btw i just noticed those two have some kind of beef with each other). But PLEASE ISHY HAVE MORE CONTENT

I started Canto 6 btw! I was surprised with the big difficulty drop but that means I can finally use IDs I never leveled up to 40! Finally got to use Butler Outis and omg her attacks just made me love her even more! That smug look on her face and her poses makes me a giggling mess idk why. Begging limbus rn to give me more Outis and Ishmael IDs so I can look at them in battles (specifically Magic Bullet Outis, Molar Office Outis, or Captain ISHY when season 5 starts since I started playing limbus in the middle of season 4)

Cantos aside, all the women in Limbus are just so pretty like how, why, and may I have your number m’am????? First it was Ishmael being Ishmael with her long sunset hair and her blunt personality. Then it was Outis with how she takes charge of everything. Then I started liking all the other women on the bus cause who wouldn’t they’re all so unique yet their personalities compliment each other at the same time and their designs are just peak I love them sm. Also KROMER??? Her VA did such a wonderful job making Kromer sound absolutely insane I love it sm. The way she says Sinclair???? Please girl take me instead I’m all yours no questions needed! (Yes I’m aware she has a lot of issues but dw I can totally fix her!!!!) Also fell in love with Queequeg too. The way she looks at Ishmael and talks about her on top of the fact that she’s tall and buff? Goodness she made me go head over heels for her

Once Canto 7 is released and they show us fem Dulcinea (since Don Quixote is a lady so idk if Dulcinea will be gender swapped or even mentioned at all in the canto) it might be over for me haha my poor fan girl heart won’t be able to take it

[honeybounty]

Haha I'm glad you enjoy my interactions with you.. I just want you to be your true self. I want you to live out your free use dreams. I want to see you in my neighborhood naked walking around hoping someone uses you. I'll grab you and fondle you before I put you on your knees and fuck you face hoping a passing car sees us and stops I'll encourage everyone to stop and join and once you have you hands and holes full I'll back off and start recording so you can watch it over and over again being able to relive the first time you were a complete free use slut

🦀

omg pleeease i want you to come up behind me while i edge and hump my hand, fully naked and ready to be taken like a good little breeding bitch 😵‍💫 im surprised when i feel hands rubbing on my hips and up to squeeze my tits but im such a fucking stupid slut i moan and beg you to use me please please any way you want!! wanna be pushed onto my knees and have you jam your cock down throat until i’m drooling and crying alll over myself 😍😭

when you call over the others im so soaked i take cock easily and moan so loud there’s a whole crowd attracted to us. i wanna watch the recording and edge to it every night and show everyone i know so they start using me the same way 🥺

[tiramis-hoon]

KICK IT ! - cute guy↷

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a couple of days had passed since you’d finally landed after what seemed to be the longest awaited flight ever to be flown, and you were absolutely ecstatic to be back in the place you belonged - your home. of course, some things weren’t completely the same, the house was different, a lot of shops had changed, but that didn’t matter since you still knew the place like the back of your hand.

odd pieces of clothes were chucked about your small bedroom as you unpacked, when three gentle knocks and an appearance from your mum forced you to climb over the heaps of books blocking the way. despite your best attempts at hiding it, you weren’t able to escape your mother’s examining eyes.

“why haven’t you finished unpacking yet? i thought i told you to finish by lunch.” usually this type of nagging would just be another part of your daily life, however, the discontent face staring right at you made you think otherwise.

“i’m just really tired and i can’t find anywhere to put half of this stuff. we’re not even doing anything today so i’ll just do it in my own time and finish later.”

“sweetheart we have guests tonight, we’ve invited our new neighbours round for a nice dinner. i beg you to please please please finish.”

“WHAT? why didn’t you tell me? they won’t come in my room though, can’t we all just stay in the living room or something?” you whined.

your mum lets out an exhausted sigh, “the living room will be for the adults. they have a son your age i think, so we thought you could get to know him here whilst we chat. anyways, clean. your. room. thank you!”

you groaned when you heard a shout from down the corridor sneak through the crack between the door, “and don’t forget their names, mr and mrs yang!!”

and so, you got down to work.

.

.

6pm had just rolled around and the room that once looked like it had been ransacked to some degree was finally half decent. a quick shower refreshed your mind but you weren’t entirely sure what was the appropriate attire was for meeting a new neighbour, so you threw on a slightly casual-smart sweatshirt on with some wide legged jeans and swiftly fixed up your hair and face in hopes you would seem like a regular functioning member of society.

you rushed down the stairs as the chatter got louder and mentally prepare yourself for social interaction, because let’s be honest, you weren’t quite the most outgoing if all you want to do on a saturday night is cuddle up in your bed on netflix. 

greeting the couple from next doors as polite as physically possible, a tall figure appears from behind them. your eyes meet and you can’t help when your blood pressure just drops. oh. my. gosh. you knew he was your age yet the one small inconvenient factor your parents did not tell you was that he was the cutest boy you’d set eyes on.

you so wanted to play it cool but your voice came out in a rather whispered and squeaky tone. “hey, i’m y/n.” you clear your throat, “sorry i’m a bit all over the place haha”. 

“hi, i-i’m uh jungwon.” he posture seemed to be calm but his cheeks burned a subtle type of crimson and his eyes darted randomly after the smallest bit of eye contact. 

so so so cute.

.

.

dinner had finished up and both of your parents ushered you to your room once again. the door creaks, and you let him get comfy as he awkwardly sits at the edge of your bed. there’s a tangible stiffness to the feeling of the room and jungwon had about enough of it.

“so i’m guessing you’re gonna be going to the same sixth form school as me? my parents said you were in my year.” he questions you and your anxious footsteps come to a halt when you perch on your windowsill, cradling your legs in your arms. 

“um yeah, decelis, right? i was there from years 7 to 9ish but we left the country for my parents’ job. we came back here since their project finished up. what type of subjects are you doing?” you look up from fiddling with the loose thread on the hem of your jeans.

“bio, chem, maths. you?”

“same but physics instead of bio because i’m not basic,” you jestered.

“i may be basic but at least i’m not insane!” he defends himself, throwing his hands up like you might just shoot him for his (weird) choice.

you laugh and hide into the hands covering your red face, “oh my daysss, fuck off please, i get enough of this from my friends, let me off.”

“tut tut tut, language! and i’m not gonna stop pestering you. seriously, what even convinces someone to take physics?? i wanna know,” 

you peek through your fingers before sliding your hands down to the sides of your neck, and your eyes meet once more. there’s a small tug at the corners of both of your lips; somehow, you can’t peel your eyes from each other.

.

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you needed a small break from banter that continued in the later hours of the night, so you tell jungwon you just needed to nip to the bathroom for a moment. you freshen up and look in the mirror. you ask yourself why you didn’t put more effort into looking nice, but he’d already met you so it was a little too late to redo first impressions.

as you walk back, a muffled conversation could be heard through the door of your bedroom, so you assume that jungwon must be on a call to someone. you know you really shouldn’t snoop into other people’s personal stuff, but curiosity got the better of you and you place your ear to the door.

“-her? ugh, she so fake you wouldn’t believe it! i know she’s new and all so i should act nice or she’ll be all over my ass about it. i miss the grandma that was here before.”

oh. maybe your intuition was wrong when you thought that you were sincerely getting along well. this was not the best way to find out the guy you think is cute doesn’t feel the same way.

then the door opened.

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synopsis — as if moving country wasn't hard enough, jeon y/n now has to find balance between her school life and trying to keep it together in taekwondo. so what happens when a boy breaks into her hectic life without warning?

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a/n ↷ I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR AGES!! n e ways,, drama is brewing 🤭

taglist: @ghostfacd @haknom @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs

[divkazkdovikde]

guess who’s back back again shady’s back tell a friend guess who’s back guess who’s bac-

okay

sorry ‘bout that

so, did y’all miss me? i know u didn’t, i’m good at disappearing without anyone noticing and there’s not much of y’all anyway, since i interact with close to nobody here, i’m weird like that. (but really tell me you missed me even if you don’t mean it i need to hear it delulu is the solulu and all that) (started with a fight and now we kissin endin with you saying how you miss me yeah you miss me and all the things that we diddd-)

(okay now that sounds so self-pitying, ignore it please, i’m cringing at myself okay, i see what i wrote, i’m not blind)

anyway haha im so funny im so quirky

i’m sORRY I’M NERVOUS GIVE ME A REST OKAY

okay so, haven’t been there for like a week so i need to know what did i miss? give it to me, gimme gimme (gimme gimme gimme a man after midnigh- sorry) i need to know all the gossip, i need to see all the new art, i need to read all those new fics, i need to know how y’all doing (ARE WE ALL STILL ALIVE?), i need all the everything- PLEASE I BEG YOU I’LL EVEN PLAY THE “I HAD A HARD WEEK PLEASE PITY ME” CARD

ALSO SEND ME SOME ASKS I NEED DISTRACTION AND I WANT TO GET TO KNOW Y’ALL, ANYTHING

[o0o0thorn0o0o]

Eid Mubarak!! I'm sorry if I'm late, my community started celebrating it a little later than others >_< (shaytaan is begging the ummah to make up their mind on when eid is so he knows when he can come out lol) I really hope you have a beautiful eid with your family ❤ eat lots of biryani, nihari, gulab jamun and ras malai🤌 and please stay safe! InShaAllah may your Ramadan have been accepted and may you be rewarded with the highest of rewards ♥ 🤗

(Pffft, omg, I never thought about it that way, hahaha)

Eid Mubarak, Anon ✨✨🎉🎊🎉🎊 (I’m probably late, too, considering how long ago this was sent in, but) I hope you are having/have had a great time celebrating, and, InshaAllah, your Ramadan and deeds have also been accepted!!

I had a wonderful time yesterday ^^ Ahhh, nihari sounds soooo good rn… my family typically makes it once during Ramadan, but alas, there wasn’t any then nor at the party… InshaAllah, next year (and, well, sometime soon, too, because please).

Still a great time, though, ofc, ofc, haha (I managed to get the cards done! …At the expense of getting to the party an hour late, oops, but was worth it, haha). It’s funny, though—it was such an effort keeping awake at night this Ramadan, but the day it’s over, I get around an hour of sleep (in batches), and I didn’t feel tired in the least bit during the party/afterwards. Like, I’m usually pretty introverted even when it comes to just family get-togethers, but I wasn’t at all tired of social interaction when I left (though, we did play several rounds of an argument-based board game just before I left, and I do love me my debates, haha. Have late night discussions for a reason—energizes me right up). My arms and back did, however, end up somehow feeling pretty sore that night and this morning (which I do wonder if that’s where the lack of sleep contributed?).

But, yeah, had a good time this Eid, Alhamdulillah ^^ Hope you do/did, too <3

[archiveikemen]

Liam Evans Main Story: Chapter 18

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The only sound that could be heard on that abandoned clock tower was their breathing.

Max, the father, had a facial expression filled with desire for control as he pointed a gun at his son.

However, to his son, Liam, that ugly expression looked painful.

Liam: OK. I’ll do everything as you wish.

The man standing in front of Liam wanted him to jump off on his own.

Liam: However—

Liam: I have one favour to ask of you.

Max: Anything except begging for your life.

Liam: … Haha, I know.

Liam: I want my dead body to disappear without a trace. Decapitate me or toss me into the ocean, I don't care how you do it.

The starry sky reflected in his rose coloured eyes.

The stars were shining brightly that night, like the ones he saw with Kate.

Liam: … Can I say a few things? Take it as I’m saying my last words.

Liam: My life is worthless. I’ve always thought that I’d be better off dead, just like you said.

Liam: Just by being alive, I had countless wrongdoings that hurt people. Therefore, it was best if I disappeared as soon as possible.

Liam: However, when Jacob saved my life…

Liam: His last words, “please live”, held me back.

Liam: That’s why I’ve been living my life so miserably and searching for a good reason to die.

Liam: … Weird, right? People die without warning, and yet here I am living this way because I want to die.

Liam: It was ridiculous, miserable… and I felt so guilty. I felt sorry for being alive.

Liam: Therefore, I decided that for as long as I was alive, I wanted to be the kind of person everyone wanted me to be…

Liam: I tried so hard not to be hated, not to hurt others, and not to ruin anything. I looked like a complete fool…

Liam: Because of that… I don’t hate the idea of dying.

Liam: I can finally end my life.

Liam: However.

Liam: I thought I would have no regrets, but… there's one thing that scares me.

His eyes narrowed into a gentle look that seemed to contain feelings of affection.

Liam: One day, I met a woman.

Liam: She looked very anxious… so I approached her because I wanted to make her smile.

Liam: However… now that I think of it, I said I was doing it for her sake, but the truth is that I did it for myself, isn't it?

Liam: I wanted to be someone who she needed, because it made me feel like I had a reason to live.

Liam: Our relationship started because of such selfish reasons… but she gave me so much.

Liam: Her every word, every glance, every move… all of it made me feel truly happy.

Liam: I especially liked the way she always belived in a tomorrow.

– Flashback Start –

Liam: Is your appetite back?

Kate: … Not really. But I don’t want the food to go to waste, and I have to at least eat something so I’m ready to face tomorrow.

Liam: … Tomorrow?

Kate: Even if today was a bad day, I want to keep going in hopes that tomorrow will be better. Therefore, I need strength to do that.

– Flashback End –

Liam: Whenever she was having a hard time, even if it was to the point of her being in tears, she always reached her hand out towards tomorrow. Her wise way of living was so moving.

– Flashback Start –

Kate: I want to help others to not be afraid of what tomorrow will bring them... by writing a story.

– Flashback End –

Liam: She was the kind of woman who had hopes for the tomorrows of not just herself, but everyone around her, including myself.

– Flashback Start –

Kate: The stars are beautiful tonight, so tomorrow's weather will definitely be clear… I’m looking forward to spending time with you tomorrow.

Liam: Tomorrow…

Liam: I’m part of your tomorrow too…?

– Flashback End –

Liam: Her existence was truly radiant. She made me feel like I could accomplish anything as long as I had her by my side.

Liam: I was definitely more in love with her than I deserved to be… I longed for her from the bottom of my heart.

Liam: She’s so kind hearted, she’ll feel hurt and cry for sure if she knows I’m dead. … That’s the only thing to avoid happening.

Liam: I should never be the reason why she’s unhappy.

Liam: I… I want all her tomorrows to be bright.

Max: You want me to dispose of your body so that the girl won’t find it. … A very audacious request.

Liam: I’m sorry I can’t be a good son till the end. But, please, I’m begging you!

An icy breeze hit his cheek, as if telling him that his life was at its end.

Liam: Come! It’s time to put an end to this life.

With a light foot, Liam stepped up and leaned his body out.

The stars looked beautiful that night.

And he was sure that the world would be much more beautiful if he disappeared.

He thought that death was something he had already accepted.

… And yet, what were those feelings surging in his heart that made him want to scream and cry?

Liam: Ah…

Liam: Ahh…

Liam: In my next life, I want to be someone who’s loved by everyone…

Liam: I want to be someone who will genuinely… make Kate smile…

Liam: I wonder if I’ll still be a nuisance to Kate even after I’m reborn…

Liam: … But… I wish that I’ll meet Kate again…

Liam: How strange … this is a thrilling situation that could satisfy my curiosity.

Liam: And yet I’m not the least bit excited…

…

We hopped off the carriage and looked up at the highest point of the clock tower.

Harrison: Roger. Can your hearing pick up his voice?

Roger: Yeah… I hear him.

Roger: He must be at the very top of this clock tower.

(... The belfry.)

Alfons: Hm. There are no buildings we can jump from to get to him, so it seems that we’ll have no other option but to climb up the stairs quietly.

The thought of having to climb the stairs to reach a place so high up that it looked like it was touching the sky, could've been enough to make me lose motivation.

But—

(... Liam’s life might be in danger even now as we speak.)

Kate: Let's hurry.

…

We ran up the spiral staircase towards Liam, who was at the belfry.

I had no idea how far up we’ve gotten, but I was already gasping for air.

Kate: Haa…

Roger: Oi, you don’t look so good. Are you alright, young lady…!

My knees were so pathetically weak that it was laughable, and I certainly didn’t look alright at all.

(But I can’t give up right now. Giving up is not an option.)

Kate: I’m alright. Let’s hurry, Roger.

Roger: … Haha. That must've been very unnecessary for me to say. Let’s work a little harder.

I was becoming even more breathless, but I didn't let that stop me.

(I need to reach Liam as soon as possible.)

(I need to hold Liam with these hands.)

(Faster, faster…)

The nearer I got to Liam, the more I felt the air of death surrounding him.

I was starting to notice it, but I just couldn't dive deeper into the core of that heart.

I recalled Liam telling me “make sure that nothing can harm what’s at the core of your heart”.

But the core of Liam’s heart must've been covered in wounds that bled continuously.

(Reaching out to try and touch it, is the same as touching his wounds directly.)

I was afraid that touching his wounds would worsen the pain.

(Therefore, I want to stay by Liam’s side and gradually get to know what those wounds are.)

(I hope that one day, we can share those wounds and sorrows.)

(However.)

I claimed to be doing it for Liam’s sake, but the truth was that it was only because I was afraid of hurting him.

At that moment, from the tower’s window, wind mercilessly blew against my face.

The cold made me imagine Liam falling over the edge of the tower.

(It's useless to regret anything.)

(— Regrets won't do anything to help Liam.)

(I need to force myself to ignore my fears.)

(I just want to reach out my hand to him.)

Harrison: *pant*... Kate, we’re almost at the belfry.

Kate: *pant* Y-Yeah…!

(... Please, please let us make it in time.)

I had never missed that sweet vanilla scent so much before.

His slightly quirky yet sweet voice, his rose coloured hair and eyes, I missed everything about Liam.

With every step I took, memories of the time I had spent with Liam came flashing clearly into my mind.

(... On the night we met, he helped to calm my anxiety.)

– Flashback Start –

Liam: Hey, Kate. You don't have to force a smile when you don’t want to.

Liam: Forcing a smile is an act of kindness towards the people around you, but you’re not being kind to yourself, you know?

…

(After that, Liam would always try to be there for me.)

Victor: Oh, Liam just negotiated with me about you becoming his personal fairytale writer.

Liam: — And Victor said OK to it.

…

(Whenever I felt uncomfortable in an unfamiliar place, he would be right there by my side, giving me his gentle encouragement.)

Liam: It’d be much easier to stop thinking about those things. And yet… you’re not the type to run away from your problems.

Liam: But I want to make you smile, that’s why I’m always pampering you.

I received more kindness from him than I could ever hold.

The last words Liam said to me that were so painfully kind resonated in my heart.

…

Liam: Therefore, you’ll be alright, Kate. I hope you’ll always be someone who believes in tomorrow.

– Flashback End –

(Hey, Liam.)

(You were lonely and afraid of what your tomorrow would bring you.)

(And yet, you still tried to protect my tomorrow…?)

He was always putting others before himself, always giving and never taking.

If I told Liam that, he would definitely deny it saying “it’s not real kindness”.

But, to me, all of that was true kindness and they’ve saved me so many times.

Whenever I received his kindness, I had a burning feeling in my heart.

Whether it was longing, sympathy, or the desire to protect… I couldn't put a name to it.

I wouldn't say that the time I spent with Liam was completely peaceful.

(But, at last, it was clear to me.)

(I… I’m fond of Liam.)

(So much that I don’t want to lose him no matter what.)

I knew that it was foolish and awful to only realise it at a time like that.

But—

(I don’t want to lose you.)

(I will never let you die.)

— Even if it’s painful for you.

Roger: We reached the belfry! All of you stay behind me.

Roger held the shotgun he was carrying on his back.

Roger: … Let’s go.

With Roger in the lead, we rushed out onto the belfry.

(T-That person is… Liam’s…)

And the person he’s pointing his gun at was—

Facing out of the belfry with his arms wide open, Liam was about to jump off.

Kate: … Liam.

Max: What are you people!

I sensed the gun’s muzzle being pointed at me, but I never took my eyes off Liam.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Roger and the others jump onto the man pointing his gun at me.

Still, I ran towards Liam.

(Wait, please, wait… don’t go)

Liam slowly threw himself off the edge and—

Kate: … Liam!

I fell to the ground with my hand outstretched, reaching out to Liam.

I instantly felt a force on my hand.

(... Ggh.)

His rose coloured eyes widened.

Liam: … K… Kate…

Liam: Why… why are you… here?

Liam: Stop! If you don’t let go, you'll also… ugh.

Kate: I don’t want to! I will never, NEVER, let go of you…!

My arm was getting cramped up.

Liam: W… Why…

Liam: Why… why are you doing this for me—

(I can’t tell him why…)

My vision shook and tears fell from my eyes.

Kate: Isn’t it obvious! I… I’m here to save you because you're someone who's precious to me!

Kate: I cherish you, and I want to protect you…

Kate: Because I love you…!

Liam: …

(... I’m sorry, Liam.)

(I can’t give up on you, even if it hurts…)

Kate: I’m begging you. Grab on tight…!

I yelled as loud as I could, trying not to let my voice be drowned out by the sounds of gunshots being fired wildly behind me.

But Liam never grabbed my hand.

(No… my hand…)

(I don’t want to, I don't…)

Kate: … Ue… uwaahh…

It wasn't the right time and place to cry, but I could no longer hold back my tears.

Kate: … Liam…

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Hello hello! You’re probably wondering, who the heck am I? 

To start off, you can call me Ash, or if you prefer, Kai is alright as well. My main account is @hhurric4ne​ and seeing as how this is a side blog, any comments on my posts will be responded to with that account HAHA. I’ve been writing fics for the past two or three years and I love it, tbh I have a lot of sideblogs with which I write for various fandoms. I have a lot of requests in each of my inboxes tho so go easy on me please :”). I’m also very unhinged and I like to ramble a lot so don’t mind me, especially if I start going on long tangents about game lore or anything like that.

I am a full-time student so I can’t pump out writing as quickly as I’d like on top of all the other requests that I have in my other inboxes, so please be patient with me! I will get to your request eventually :)

My Other Accounts:

[ @hurricaneonanesthesia ] - Misc/Various Fandoms

[ @tempvstas ] - my Twisted Wonderland writing account

[ @typh0nas ] - my NijiEN writing account

DNI:

If you’re racist, homophobic, transphobic, a proshipper, a person who has been nothing but disrespectful to me or my moots. This is a safe space! You will be blocked if you are any of the above or similar :))

Phew now that that’s out of the way, here are some requesting rules I’d like to set!!

I will do requests, but I have the right to reject any requests if it doesn’t sit well with me, I have my boundaries and if you’re not happy with that, maybe it’s for the best if you find someone else to write the request for you, or request something different!

I won’t be writing for anything that involves cheating or other scenarios similar to that because I’m not comfortable with that.

Anything that’s just straight up physical harm to the reader and/or characters is an immediate no.

Absolutely nothing romantic with Luke, I will block you. Platonic requests for Luke only :)

I most likely won’t write much for Thirteen, Raphael, or Mephisto, I don’t think I’m comfortable writing for them yet because I’m not familiar enough with their characters to get a full grasp for how they would act. You can ask but it’s not guaranteed that I will write for them.

SPECIFY IF YOU WANT A ONE-SHOT OR HEADCANNONS PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU, THIS’LL SAVE ME TROUBLE IN THE LONG RUN.

Poly requests are okay! Unless it’s something like brother x brother x brother in which case, no. 

This time I’m limiting the amount of requests I will take at a given time to 5! I really don’t want to overwhelm myself, and perhaps in the future, I will increase the limit but for the time being I’m keeping it to 5.  Of course, when I open up my requests and I don’t end up closing them until after requests have already gone over the limit, I will write every single request that was submitted from the time that I closed my askbox.

For headcanons, you are allowed to request 3 characters at a given time, and for one-shots, 1 character at a time! The only exception to this being you asking for all the demon bros, or all the dateables(again, only platonic Luke)

This is different than my other blogs, but I will be open to writing NSFW, however again, if I don’t feel comfortable writing it, I will not. 

I’m only writing for GN! and M!Reader, no hate towards F!Reader but you guys have a lot of content, and I wanna show some love to the GN and M!Reader communities as well, but ofc this doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to interact as well!

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Tags:

#ash writes - any form of writing, be it requests, or not. Just any form of fic lmaooo

#ash rambles - when i want to get my thoughts out, not any form of fic, just me rambling or going on tangents

#ash theorizes - obey me theories! i love game lore :]

#ash speaks - any announcements, or more serious posts, most likely won’t use it often

#__ anon - I love my nonnies! You guys get a special tag if you send in a request as an emoji anon.

#ash answers - if you have any questions, this is the tag with your answers

#precious nonnie <333 - for anonymous messages sent into my ask box, and basically messages that aren't requests that are anonymous

#ash after hours - the horny tag, basically the nsfw tag(MINORS BLOCK THIS PLEASE)