#requested by alias-sunshine

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MASTERLIST

💋┆ HEY sexy lady,I like you flow.

🌹┆ You’re body’s bangin’

Anime,,

Request are open <3

Blue lock;

Bachira Meguru ;

jealousy

which, your boyfriend is jealous of your friend and punish you !! Male reader, male anatomy, smut, jealous! Bachira.

NAGI SEISHIRO ;

Lazy sex ;

in which, in the morning nagi felt quite arosed and desiring, watching his s/o sleep. Male!reader, fem & minor dni, morning sex, lazy nagi as always. anon request, aged up! Nagi, smut, rushed !!

Haikyuu ;

headcanon introvert!reader

headcanon about the reader, who’s introvert, non social, gn reader, might be male hinted.

BSD ;

╰┈➤ PORT MAFIA ;

chuuya nakahara ;

A wild night

after a hard day for both you, you prepare dinner and the reader get himself to drunk and horny. Blow job, riding, anatomy isn’t mentioned I think.

BSD MEN ;

I love you ; Chuuya, Dazai, Fyodor

bsd men ; what’s their fav things to do with their lover ? gn reader, might be hinted male. Established relationship, can be imagine as bf or husband.

PUELLA MAGI ; Chuuya, Dazai

which Chuuya, Dazai with someone who’s like mami tomoe & kyouko sakura from puella magi. headcanon, gn reader, ooc for chuuya and non-consistency. Hints of male ( ? )

JJK ;

╰┈➤ CURSE.

Sukuna, THE KING OF CURSES.

(S)creaming

unfinished work.(might finish one day) Which sukuna recognize you, his beloved lover and can help himself but to fuck you dumb.

Black clover ;

Yami Sukehiro ;

Flirt

( Which, behind your shy and quiet demeanor hides a horny one. ) Yami flirts with you, his flirt was horny but you answered him, with a hornier one.

Naruto ;

nothing’s here…

KNY;

╰┈➤ Hashira;

Rengoku ;

Male wife

which rengoku can’t help himself from fucking his husband when he saw him making their bed. Smut, minor dni, fem dni !!!

LOVEFOOL

which you saved rengoku kyojuro from a the third uppermoon, akaza. he doesn’t know how to thank you, so he spend time with you as a thanks, male reader

One piece ;

ZORO RORONOA ;

SIREN ;

Siren!male!reader, the reader has a pretty weird anatomy, smut, etc.

TGFC/HOB ;

hua cheng/ sang lan ;

MY DEAR SUNSHINE

Which Hua cheng, is smitten for you. He wants to give you hairpins but he’s to anxious to give you. Male reader fluff, smitten!Hua cheng

THE ECLIPSE TO MY MOON

"hua cheng with a reader who resembles more of the moon? Like they're more mellow and quiet but occasionally very energetic "

MDZS ;

nothing’s here…

TOKYO REV ;

B O N T E N ;

MIKEY ;

SEXY BUNNY

Which Mikey goes to a club and a sexy bunny get his attention. He can’t resist, he wants you has his personnal dancer.

T O M A N ;

MANJIRO SANO ; ALIAS, MIKEY.

My rockstar, [NAME]

which, the reader is rockstar and mikey’s secret boyfriend !! Male!reader, establish relationship.

Bleach ;

nothing’s here…

And other fandoms…

OTHER,,

HTTYD(1,2,3) ;

HICCUP ;

Proposing

which hiccup want to propose to you but, he’s to anxious to do it. Male reader.

Creepypasta ;

JEFF THE KILLER/ JEFFREY :

My killer, jeff

Jeff’s pre-dating, sfw, male reader pronouns aren’t much mentioned. Creepypasta. No post dating cause no idea, language(?), occ.

DANGARONPA V1,2,3 ;

Nothing here…

. . .(ftm,male,nb,gn!reader only)

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【Fictive indicators!!】

ꕥ = Major kin!

ᰔᩚ = Semi-major kin!

✬ = Partial kin!

My system's fictionkins/fictives:

Puffball (BFDI) ꕥ (my main fictive!)

Fries (BFDI) ꕥ

Eraser (BFDI) ✬

Pen (BFDI) ꕥ

Golf Ball (BFDI)

Tennis Ball (BFDI) ꕥ

TV (BFDI) ✬

Leafy (BFDI) ꕥ

Firey (BFDI) ꕥ

Winner (BFDI) ꕥ

Flower (BFDI) ꕥ

Dora (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Four (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

X (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

Hatsune Miku (VOCALOID) ꕥ

Stella (Angry Birds) ᰔᩚ

Bloody Bunny (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Mumu (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Dark Rabbit (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Rainbow Dash (MLP) ꕥ

Pyro (TF2) ✬

Dave (DFAC/FNF) ꕥ

Bambi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Tristan (DFAC2/FNF) ✬

DATA_EXPUNGED (FNF)

Bandu (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bendu (FNF) ✬

Ringi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bambom (FNF) ✬

Marjia (Muse Dash) ✬

Buro (Muse Dash) ᰔᩚ

Sorbet Shark Cookie (Cookie Run) ꕥ

Timekeeper Cookie (Cookie Run) ᰔᩚ

Lychee Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Fettuccine Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Peni Parker (Spiderverse) ꕥ

Crimson (Total Drama: The Ridonculous Race) ✬

Gardevoir (Pokémon) ✬

Lightbulb (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ

Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Paintbrush (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Bot (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ (3rd major fictive!)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic) ᰔᩚ

Boboiboy (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Yaya (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Gebura (Lobotomy Corporation) ✬

Strawberry Cream Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Kotoko Utsugi (Danganronpa) ꕥ

Babs (Chicken Run) ✬

Shaun (Shaun The Sheep) ꕥ

Speakerwoman (Skibidi Toilet) ᰔᩚ

Mr Strong (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (2nd major fictive!)

Tweak (Octonauts) ᰔᩚ (4th major fictive!)

Ami (Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi) ᰔᩚ

Bubble (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Mr Nervous (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (5th major fictive!)

Little Miss Daredevil (The Mr Men Show) ꕥ

Little Miss Sunshine (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ

This is my ref sheet!

Main alias: Toffee

Other alias: Lana (my actual name)

She/Her

I'm Aromantic, so uh I'm not interested to be in a romantic relationship

Autistic

16

Aries

My f/o's Mr Tickle from the Mr Men and Little Miss franchise! (Specifically, he's my childhood crush.)

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Erm yeah I have spidersonas as well

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BFB MDM AU

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EARTH-2763

BFB HUNGER GAMES AU

PROTAGONIST MARKER AU

BATTLE IN LOBCORP: THE TRUMPET OF TWO

CONCEPT OF THE "CONTESTANTS" IN THIS AU

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FLOWERET: A MR MEN AND LITTLE MISS INFECTION AU

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DNI if you're hella problematic especially for: NSFW, Proship, Israel supporters, UNTITLED BLOGS, fetish, MAP, Sigmas, L*licons, Ableists, P*dos, etc!

Interests: Mr. Men & Little Miss, BFDI, II, Bloody Bunny, MLP, Cookie Run, FNF, Octonauts, Muse Dash, TF2, Sonic The Hedgehog, Mobile Legends, Super Mario, Pokemon, Roblox, Angry Birds, Spiderverse, Vocaloid, Total Drama, The Amazing Digital Circus, South Park, Chicken Run, Mobile Legends, Lobotomy Corporation, Skibidi Toilet and Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi.

[c1tyhaunts]

─ PEOPLE I'D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !

ALIAS / NAME : jacket.jpg (the handle to most of my socmed) or xera (alias) BIRTHDAY : September 19th ZODIAC SIGN : Virgo HEIGHT : 5'4" HOBBIES : writing, listening to music, weight lifting, watching youtube essays, reading novels & manga - i keep myself busy lmao FAVOURITE COLOUR : pastels or jewel-toned cool colors, including purples, blues, greens; also black & brown lol FAVOURITE BOOK : Mexican Gothic by S*lvia M*reno-G*rcia still ranks as one of my favorites; great descriptions, eldritch horror, and one of the better well written romance side plots. plus the final chapter? slays me every time LAST SONG : I'm right now powering through the new Ar*ana Gr*nde album as i write this so eternal sunshine. LAST FILM / SHOW : ... my boys and i were binging the live action ATLA to judge it. it's very, very mid. Now currently watching Iron Reign at the request of @artmadc RECENT READS : Pride & Prejudice for my book club, personal reads included House of Cotton by M*nica Br*shears (Great stylistically, content wise? Very, very strange. I'm still conflicted), Grown by T*ffany J*ckson (An AMAZING READ), and Heartsick by Ch*lsea C*in (give me hannibal lecter but make her a woman; we accept woman's wrongs here) INSPIRATION : BOYYYYY I am heavily, heavily inspired by the music I'm listening to in the moment, so here's a few albums that have my current Brain Rot™ for the blog. tl;dr: i love messy people ↪ Dead Club City - N*thing But Thieves (biggest blog inspo RN) ↪ Dawn FM - The W*eknd ↪ After Hours - The W*eknd ↪ Lemonade - B*yonce STORY BEHIND URL : ↪ based on the song "City Haunts" by N*thing But Thieves; the album, DEAD CLUB CITY, has a loose plot based in the fictional city that the album's named after, and City Haunts is the end of one of the character's story lines from the album. The vague premise of "City Haunts" is that the character we are following in this context is choosing to stay in Dead Club City, letting themselves succumb to the madness and vices that keeps them tied to the city. Which these eight characters on the blog have some sort of Vice/Virtue that they've succumbed to that they need to climb out of (or not, I promote character detractment instead of growth). ↪ the url is also a reference to a "haunt" on multiple levels - a) a place frequented by a specific person or group of people, b) to continually seek the company of, or c) to stay around or persist; for all the characters on this blog, I feel like each of them are going their own "haunt", whether they are doing the haunting themselves or they continue to linger / stagnante in a place they shouldn't. They're all haunting this so-called "Dead Club City" and they have to figure out what to do there... Plus, the url looks cool. FUN FACT ABOUT ME : I've been one of the top performers at my job for the past 2+ years which is apparently achievement. Sales is a scam. Don't do it kids.

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[aliasimagines]

My name is Luca but people have been calling me Alias because of the blog's name and I quite like it so either is fine.

My main blog is @little--sunshine so all likes, follows and comments are gonna come from over there

English is not my first language and my work is not proofread so ya know, proceed with caution

This is a multi fandom blog but i basically only write for the fandom I'm obsessed with currently. At the moment that's

Here is a list of important links:

Masterlist to all my writings: here

A list to the fandoms I write for: here

A post to read before requesting: here

A post about requests in general: here

And finally, a sort of introduction post about me: here

Thanks for reading, hope you have fun here✌🏻🥳

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Bands & Superheroes/Villains!💥

Imagine Dragons + Robin (Damian Wayne)! ❤️💚

“I’m light years ahead of all the past Robins.”

[forever-rogue]

Amazing thank you for considering my request! It’s an Oberyn x reader fic, where they are married but she had been kidnapped and presumed dead till one day he finds her in kings landing as a servant and prisoner to Cersi and the Lannister’s. Then he does whatever it takes to get her back and the rest is up to you! Whatever you want to do I’m fine with.

Pairing: Oberyn Martell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3k

Pedro Characters Masterlist

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Oberyn sighed as he sat near the fountains in the lush gardens of his Dornish palace. He played aimlessly with a berry in his hand, plucked from the overflowing bowl that had been placed by him.They didn’t taste as sweet as they used to. It was a solemn day for him, and everyone around him knew to stay away and weary of the Prince.

It was your name day today. Your third one since you'd been taken from his clutches. 

He still thought of you every single day. Oberyn had searched far and wide, scouring every part of the Seven Kingdoms for you, but he'd never found you again. It seemed like every time he got close or some sort of lead as to where you were everything was ripped away again. It was like you keep slipping through his fingers. 

The Prince had been through a torrent of emotions, but at the end of it all, he just missed you. He would have given up again to have you back, even after all this time. Things had never been the same.

»»————-　♡　————-««

A yawn escaped your lips as you tended to the laundry of the royal household. You'd been up since before dawn tending to duties around the Red Keep, and your body was screaming for a nap. But there was no rest for anyone on the small staff and Cersei ensured that you would never be able to have a moment of rest.

It was her, after all, that had ruined your life several years ago when she'd found you at a vulnerable moment and taken you away from Oberyn and Dorne. There had never really been any real reason either - she just had a particular disdain for the prince and would do anything to hurt him as much as possible. 

And that had turned into kidnapping and keeping you hostage and in servitude at the Red Keep under a false alias. At first you'd tried to fight, tried to resist, and even run away but you'd never even gotten close. The times you did, or tried to defy her, you were met with grueling and torturous punishments. At some point your heart and spirit had broken, and your body seemed permanently bruised and aching.

You still held out hope that one day you'd see Oberyn again. That one day you would be reunited with your love, in this life of another. 

But days like today, your name day, made it hard to keep that hope alive. No one even remembered what day it was - once it had been filled with nothing but love and celebration. Now it was a long day of work, from dawn till dusk and beyond.

"Hey, girl," you cringed at the sound of Cersei's voice. She knew your name but refused to address you by it, "there's more work for you to do. The Prince and his retinue have decided to come for a visit to King's Landing for some round-table discussions. We must prepare. You remember him, right? Of course you do...I doubt you'd forget your husband just like that."

Your shoulders rose and fell with effort as you tried to keep your composure. She was doing this on purpose, every word picked carefully to cause you to suffer. She wanted you to lash out to yell at her so she could get mad back and use it as an excuse for punishment. 

And you were tempted, so tempted, to give her a piece of your mind. But you stopped yourself and continued on with your laundry, scrubbing at it as thoroughly as possible. You were not going to give her the satisfaction. You were not going to give her the time of day on your name day.

Instead you tried to conjure up all the happy memories you could, remembering how Oberyn would always go all out on your name day, how he would throw such lavish celebrations and shower in you in love and affection. But not today. Not anymore. But the ghosts of days gone were enough to get you by.

You remained silent, only offering a nod in acknowledgment and eventually she left after informing you of all the things that would need to be done.

Maybe...just maybe you'd get to see your love one last time.

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Naturally, the entirety of the Red Keep was buzzing with the arrival of the Dornish Prince, along with other lords from around Westeros; Oberyn was always the star of the show however. When he arrived at the castle, you tried looking everywhere for him, hoping for even a glimpse of his handsome face. Even if you weren’t able to talk to him, you wanted one look - one moment to make sure he was alive and well. 

But Cersei, ever the vile and repugnant pseudo-queen, made sure to give you tasks that kept you far, far away from him. She let you get so close, so close to a momentary reunion with your husband before preventing you from seeing him at all. It was hopeless, and the little bit of spark you had left in your soul seemed to dissipate. At one point you were almost positive that you had heard his laughter; a beautiful, warm sound. 

You let the memories of those beautiful sounds, how often you heard softly in your ear when you were alone with your husband, get you through it all. You’d resigned yourself to not seeing him going. 

But then one evening, you were working late in the kitchens, preparing things for the next day when you were a throat clear from the entrance. Rolling your eyes to yourself, ready to be fully annoyed, you tried and almost stopped breathing when you spotted Oberyn standing there and watching you closely. Your mouth opened and closed your mouth a few times, hardly able to believe your eyes - there he was, your husband, alive and in the flesh. 

“Pardon the interruption,” he sauntered in, robes swirling behind him as he approached you, “I know it’s late, but I was wondering if you had any spare berries or other fruit.”

“O-Oberyn,” your voice cracked as he walked over to him as well, leaving only a small gap between the two of you. His soft, dark eyes studied you intently and you could tell he was processing something. What if...what if he didn’t remember you? But no...he would never forget you, right?”

“Yes,” he laughed lightly, “that’s generally what they call me. I-I’m sorry to be so bold and forward, but you look just like my wife used to.”

“Oberyn,” your lips trembled as you felt the back of your eyes prickle with tears,”i-i-it’s me. It’s me, I swear it, I would never lie to you.”

“I have looked for my wife far and wide for going on three years and have never been able to find her,” he whispered as his voice cracked, “it would be the most cruel joke to play on someone if you did not mean it. P-please tell me you’re not lying - please tell me the gods are not so cruel as to play such a joke on me.”

“My moon and stars,” as soon as the words left your lips, emotion overwhelmed him as his lips trembled with emotion, “it is me, I swear it - your sunshine. Please tell me how I can prove it to you.”

“Tell me the first thing you ever said to me when we met,” his heart was racing with nerves as he tried not to get too ahead of himself, “when I approached you.”

A few years had rolled down your cheeks as you laughed lightly at the memory. Needless to say, when you were first introduced, you had never envisioned yourself loving or marrying him at any point, “you came up to me with so much swagger and you told me your name and then you said although I’m sure you already know who I am. I’m hoping you’ll give me the chance to make a proper introduction in my chambers this evening. You had so much confidence, so much nerve. You were so bold and brash, and yet...I did not turn you down.”

“You did slap me though,” he reminded you as nodded in laughter. As soon as the words had left his lips you had slapped him across the face, surprising both of you. You’d spent that first night, and countless others in his bed, “you always were something else.”

“Oberyn,” you reached up, almost hesitant as you longed to touch his cheek. He did you one better and almost instantly wrapped his arms around you, holding you as tightly as possibly against this body, afraid to ever let you go again. A sob wracked your body as held onto him and buried your face into his chest, “Oberyn, my love. I never thought I’d see you again. I hoped and I hoped and I just never knew. “

“I have never stopped looking for you,” he promised as he pulled back and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, “I never gave up the hope that one day I would find you. I just never expected it to be like this.”

“You found me,” you pulled back and stared at him with wide doe eyes, hardly believing that you were looking into the face of your husband. After all this time, he was still exactly the same as always and gods - you had missed him so much, “I hoped and hoped and hoped that one day I would get to look upon your face again.”

“I will always find you,” he whispered as he placed a chaste kiss to your forehead, “in this life or the next or the one after that. Our souls belong together - I knew few things in life, but this I know.”

“I love you beyond what words could ever describe, my moon and stars,” after all this time, you were still just as in love with him as you had ever been. It was like no time had passed at all, “I’ve been here this entire time. The wretched woman took me - and for what? To make us both suffer all because she cannot stand us and our family. We have what she never will - what she can only dream of - love. True love. Every single day without you has been a cruel sort of torture on its own. I dreamed of you often, and thought of you every day, it was the only thing that got me through the day. My dreams came true.”

“As have mine, my sweetest sunshine,” your prince gently took your hand in his and brought it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss to your knuckles. A soft sigh escaped your lips at the intimate gesture, “I will bring you back home with me, I swear it. Back to Dorne - our home, where you belong at my side.”

“I’ve been waiting to hear those words, to go back home for so long,” the images of your golden home in the sun kissed land of Dorne flooded your mind, and a warmth spread throughout your body; home. It was so close, “please don’t leave me here, Oberyn. I cannot bear it another moment, especially now that I know you are alive and well.”

“I will do whatever it takes to bring you home,” there was a searing intensity to his promise as you just nodded at him, already feeling like the weight of the world was off of your shoulders, “we will never be apart again. Go to your chambers and gather anything you have that you might want to bring home with us.”

“It should be but a few moments,” you knew there was just about nothing you desired to bring back; there were a few pieces of jewelry that you’d managed to hide away. One was a beautiful necklace Oberyn had gifted you on a name day shortly after your marriage, along with a set of moon and star rings, “where shall I meet you?”

“Meet me at the gates to the castle,” he instructed as you nodded, “I’ll have Jeron meet you there to protect you. I’ll let them know we are to return to Dorne at once - and that’s after I give the lion queen a piece of my mind.”

“Please be careful, my love,” you were ready to beg him if necessary, afraid that you were going to lose him again, “and hurry.”

“I will see you soon,” he pressed a hurried kiss to your lips as he almost ran in the direction of Cersei’s chambers, “my sunshine.”

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Oberyn was many things, including rash and stubborn; he’d calmed down over the years, mellowed out with age, but today he saw nothing but blood and fire. The Red Viper didn’t bother to knock on the vicious queen’s doors before barging in. For once there were no guards surrounding her chambers, whether luck or sheer coincidence he didn’t know - or care. 

Cersei let out a small shriek of surprise as she looked up from the looking glass atop her vanity. A deep frown formed on her face as she realized it was Oberyn, but before long it turned into a look of sheer, disgusting joy. She knew immediately that he had discovered her wretched secret, “my, my, my. What a most pleasant surprise, from my favorite Dornish Prince.”

“I could - should - kill you for what you have done,” he was seething with rage as his hands flitted to his waist belt and he traced over the dagger at his side. It would have been so easy, so quick to just kill her then and there. He should have done it; gods knew he wanted to. But he stayed his blade, as much as it pained him to do so. But he knew if he did, the consequences would have been much more grave. As such he pushed down his anger and decided to channel the rage into words, “you are the most vile, wretched woman in these Seven Kindgoms, if not the entirety of the world. How dare you try something like - stealing my wife from me for three years. It took me longer than I cared for to find her, but I never would have stopped looking.”

“Consider it a fun little game,” her little smirk was enough to make him reconsider his choice, “and now you’ve won. You can have your pathetic little wife and take her back to that savage land you call home.”

“You dare to speak to me like this,” he approached her, the dagger slipping out of its holster as he clutched it tightly in his hand. Cersei gave him a s sickly sweet smile and he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing her long golden hair in a firm grip, and placing the dagger against her throat. It took her by such surprise that she didn’t have time to react, “you are nothing, Cersei Lannister. Even less than the fleas that live on stray dogs. You will never be a true queen - you are an imposter, a fake. One day everyone will see you for what you are worth, and it will be your undoing. You will be your own biggest downfall and it will be my pleasure to watch your demise.”

“You won’t kill me,” she breathed quietly, feeling the pressure of the knife against her throat. He sighed heavily but made a small sound of agreement. 

“You’re right,” he confirmed, “I will dream about it though. I will not be your executioner  - that would be a fate much too kind. The death you deserve is far worse than anything I could ever deliver. But let me make one thing extremely clear - if you ever come near my wife, or any of my family ever again, I will not hesitate. This is your one and only warning. She has lost three years of her life because of her twisted little game, and I will not stand for it. You stay out of Dorne and our affairs, and we will stay far from here.”

“You’re weak - a fool,” she insisted with a snarl, “love has made you soft. The Red Viper? What a joke.”

“You’re wrong,” he whispered, “love does not make one weak - it makes them stronger. It is everything. How pathetic and sad that you will never know that.”

Before she could say anything else, he pressed the sharp valiaryn steel against her tender skin and nicked it just enough to draw blood; not enough to do any permanent damage, but enough to leave a lasting impression. As soon as he pushed her away, she clutched at her throat and drew in a ragged breath. 

Oberyn stormed out of her chambers as he almost sprinted back to meet you at the entrance to the castle. Despite knowing in his heart that you would be there, he was still nervous for a moment. Until he saw you standing there and waiting, chatting quietly with Jeron, his most trusted companion. His heart melted at the sight; he felt more complete - whole - again. 

When you heard him, you turned and offered him the sweetest smile; the same one he had fallen in love with. He rushed to your side as you held open your arms to him and he almost knocked you over in excitement, “my love.”

“Come on, my sweetest girl,” he held you tightly against his chest, “it’s time to go home. Finally. And we are never, ever coming back here again.”

“I love you so much, Oberyn,” you whispered against his lips, “thank you for saving me.”

“Always,” he whispered softly, “I will always find you. I love you more than you will ever know.”

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In All My Dreams I Drown

TITLE: In All My Dreams I Drown CHAPTER: One-Shot PAIRING: Robb/OC RATING: T SUMMARY: Alia and Robb are on their way to Dorne.

[A/N - Inspired by "In All My Dreams I Drown" from The Devil's Carnival.]

Alia was less than thrilled when Robb told her they’d be traveling by boat to Dorne. “Must we?”

Robb sighed. “It’s the quickest way, my love. We can’t risk riding through Lannister territory.”

Alia hated the sea. Ever since she was a small child, despite coming from a kingdom surrounded by water.

They’d been on the sea for two days when Robb begged Alia to get some sleep. Even Grey Wind couldn’t soothe her.

“You need sleep, Alia.”

Alia shook her head. “I’ll sleep when we reach Dorne.”

“That’s days away. Please. You’re worrying me, my love.”

Alia knew she was being neurotic and unreasonable, but she couldn’t make herself go to sleep.

Even Robb taking her to bed wasn’t enough.

Alia lay there awake. Just as her eyes started to droop, she heard water rushing into their cabin. Alia sat up in the bed and her eyes widened. “Robb, Robb, wake up!” Alia shook her husband.

“Wha…?”

“Water. There’s water.”

“We’re on a ship, my love.”

“The boat is sinking!”

Robb got out of bed and threw on his shirt and pants. “I’m going up on deck. Stay here.”

“What? No. No, you can’t just leave me here!”

“Everything is fine, Alia. I promise.”

Alia sat in the bed, clutching Grey Wind to her chest while she waited for Robb to return. He came running into the cabin.

“The bottom of the ship is completely flooded. They’re loading boats for us. We should be able to…”

The boat lurched to the side and they were both thrown to the floor.

“Robb!” Alia screamed, but he was no where to be found. “Robb!”

Grey Wind was gone too. But how was that possible? They were just with her.

Alia started to cry as water continued to fill the cabin. She needed to get out of here. Alia stumbled to her feet and tried to make her way up on deck, but her path was blocked.

The water was quickly rising. Soon it would be over her head.

Alia tried to tread water to keep herself afloat. Her head pressed into the ceiling above her as she tried to take one last breath. Soon, she was completely submerged. Alia tried to hold her breath as long as she could, but she needed to breathe!

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Robb awoke to Alia screaming his name. He sat up, ready to grab his sword, only to find Alia was in bed next to him.

Grey Wind stood by her side of the bed, whining in distress.

Alia was thrashing around in the blankets.

Robb pinned her arms to her side so she wouldn’t hurt herself or him, which made her panic even more.

“Alia! Wake up!”

Alia jerked awake and found Robb leaning over her. “Robb?” she whimpered.

“It was a nightmare, my love. You’re safe.”

Tears filled Alia’s eyes and she started crying.

Robb gathered her in his arms and rubbed her back to try and calm her.

“The boat sank. Oh god, it was so horrible Robb.” Alia buried her head in Robb’s chest.

Robb called his footman into the room and requested a cup of Milk of the Poppy be brought to them. Oberyn had given it to him in case something like this happened.

The footman handed the goblet to Robb.

“Drink this. It will soothe you and help you sleep.”

“Please. Don’t make me go back to sleep.”

“You won’t dream. I promise.”

Alia willingly drank the medicine and within a few minutes, she was passed out in Robb’s arms.

When they arrived in Dorne, Robb carried a sleeping Alia off the ship.

Oberyn took her from him and carried her to her room like he did when she was a girl. He laid her in her bed and tucked her in. “Welcome home, princess.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Sunshine and ocean air greeted Alia in the morning. She was finally home.

Her father entered the room. “Good morning, princess.”

Alia smiled. “Papa.” Alia slid out of bed and wrapped her arms around her father.

“Come downstairs. Your sisters are here.”

Alia got dressed and went down to the courtyard. Her husband was surrounded by her youngest sisters, Dorea, Loreza, and Elia.

Robb turned and smiled when he saw her.

She walked over to him, gently kissing his lips.

“You look well, my love.”

“I am better now that we are here.”

Grey Wind trotted over to them and put himself between his masters and the three women.

“Grey Wind,” Alia said, grabbing the scruff of his neck, “Behave.”

Grey Wind growled at her sisters.

“What has gotten into you?”

Grey Wind turned and started pushing Alia back with his snout.

Ellaria, who was watching the encounter, carefully approached them.

Robb knelt down to pet Grey Wind, trying to soothe him.

“Alia dear, may I speak with you?” Ellaria asked.

Alia followed Ellaria into the palace.

“When was the last time you bled?”

Alia blushed in embarrassment. “Why?”

“Because, little one, I think you may be with child. It would certainly explain the behavior of your canine protector.”

Together Ellaria and Alia went to the maester and confirmed Ellaria’s suspicions.

Alia was carrying the heir to Winterfell.

[hannahhook7744]

Noah Aoratos Application;

Name: Noah Sage Napoleon Bradford Aoratos.

Known Aliases: Prince of the underworld, Hannah Hook's cabin boy, the littlest Aoratos, the flower boy, Hadie's twin, the Flower child, the obedient boy, Persphone's boy, Noah Phantom, etc.

Nicknames or Other: Sunshine boy, Sunflower, Sunshine, flower boy, Ghost boy, ghost prince, Koala boy, Koala, blondie, Sunny, giggles, smiley, Golden Guy, Goldie Locks, Musturd Head, Sun Ray, Yellow Fellow, Honey Head, Sweets, Bloom, Blossom, brother bear, boo boo, Zippy, Small Fries, Shortie, Charming, Minion, Huggie, Homie, Half-pint, Halfling, Dimples, Amigo, Bruddah, Bredrin, Brethren, Bitsy, and Baby Brother.

Date of Birth or Best Guess: March 20, 2008 at 7:07 PM. You know, the Spring Equinox.

Place of Birth: Mount Olympus (Mama had me during the six months a year she's not on the isle with Papa).

Favorite Color:

Red! No, blue. Uh green. White? Pink? Rainbow. My favorite color is rainbow.

Favorite Activity:  Can I pick more than one? Please? Pretty please? There's too many fun things for me to pick from! Like making flower crowns and gardening and tye-dying and tea parties, treasure hunting, singing, dancing, dress up,, dressing my Koala, playing games, swimming, coloring, and so so so much more!

Favorite School Subject: Artists and Thieves. Because it's a fun class and one of the only useful ones. Or so Papa says.

Father's Name (or alias): Hades.

Mother's Name (or alias): Persphone.

Father's Profession: God of fhe underworld and of the dead.

Mother's Profession: Queen of the Underworld Goddess of the dead, life, grain, spring, nature and destruction.

Who is your favorite of the first wave of VKs? There is no wrong answer. Hannah Hook because she's my captain and Mal because she's my big sister and I love them both lots!

In your own words, tell us why you want to come to Auradon. There is no wrong answer.

I wanna go to Auardon because my captain and big sister are there. And because my mama says I can grow my flowers over there without them dying as quickly. And because it has fresh food and sunlight and clean water and new crayons there or so my mama says. And she and papa and my siblings and crew say I'll have fun over there if I get picked, and they rarely lie about these things. Oh and also because I wanna see the Koalas because I love Koalas more than anything because they're sooooo cool and I have one-- his name is sunflower-- but they aren't a real one. And I just really want to see one and maybe pet one or holdone but I promise I'd be fine with just seeing one up close.

Signature:

Prince Noah Napoleon Bradford Aoratos Of The Underworld.

Requested by @dragoneyes618 and inspired by their application series.

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Welcome to the Royal Sunshine Hotel 👑☀️🏨

BUY ME A COFFEE! (Please)

Hello!! Welcome to the Royal Sunshine Hotel, we hope you enjoy your stay. 

My name is Josephine (alias),  I’m 23, white, and a she/they.

Guidelines for Guests: 

18 and over. Don’t interact if you’re a minor

This hotel has no place for hate. You know what I’m talking about, don't make me say it.  

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Room Service orders regarding “headcanons, fics, drabbles” will be on their way within the hour (or month).

I specialize in fluffy smut. There is little to no plot here. 

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I’m pretty open-minded but if I don’t like a request, I will delete it at my own discretion.

Please send asks at any time, any topic welcome.

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[mediocremicrowavemeal]

here comes the sun

“Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.“

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[readerinsertfanfiction]

The Bae’st of All

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Kyubae the bae’st bae of all aka Kyubei

Prompt: Seeing how Kyubei is named after an alias that the real Mitsuhide Akechi used (Juubei) the chances of fans getting a Kyubei route from Cybird are slim. However, it is simply impossible not to fall for this man. He is too good. So here have my attempt at writing a route.

The key of the previous chapter was (Romantic/Dramatic):

+4/+2

+4/+4

+2/+4

A/N: LAST CHAPTER BEFORE THE SPLIT??!!! 

Chapters:

1.1| 1.2 | 2.1 | 2.2 | 3.1 | 3.2 | 4.1 | 4.2 | 5.1 | 5.2 | 6.1 | 6.2 | 7.1 | 7.2 | 8.1 | 8.2 | 9.1 |9.2 | 10.1 | 10.2

Avatar Challenge 1 | 3.1 Gacha POV | 1st Letter | 5.2 Gacha | Avatar Challenge 2 | 2nd Letter | Avatar Challenge 3 | 3rd Letter | Avatar Challenge 4

I woke up under layers of still damp clothes, but a warm skin underneath me and gentle sunshine after heavy rain greeting me. Morning had come and it was the night after I had shed everything in front of Kyubei, both figuratively as literally.

(Okay, let’s not word that any more awkward, brain.)

Kyubei’s skin still felt a little flushed to me, but his heartbeat was steady and his sleep seemed peaceful, his breath calm and deep, indicating that he was still asleep.

(I can’t help it, but look at him!)

Trying to suppress an inner squeal I watch the sleeping foxling, his dark lashes, just slight trembling and curved, that sharp nose. His full lips that can curl up into a mischievous smile, now at rest, but there is a gentle curve in them and finally I can examine that cupid's bow up close.

(Not to mention those dark tresses of hair so smooth and silky and long and gosh I need to ask you how you maintain it!)

I hadn’t even gotten to admire his broad shoulders and chest yet when a low gurgling sound escapes him.

“Am I being mistaken for breakfast?”

His voice is teasing, the arm that had been wrapped around my waist pulling tighter as I flush, pounding lightly against his chest with my fists.

“Fiend!”

“You were awake!”

“Maybe I should!”

Kyubei merely laughs, his shoulders shaking as he catches my wrist to stop me from hitting him further.

“Mercy, my dear lady. You were just looking so intently, I didn’t have the heart to reveal myself awake, nor could I hold back on teasing you.”

(How can I ever deny this man anything?)

Huffing a pout I put my arms around his neck as I scoot closer to the man, suddenly feeling a little bolder as I face him headon.

“Will you stop the ‘my lady’?”

Dark blue eyes look into mine, a twinkle of mischief in them, the uncertainty and fear of the night before gone now as his arms rest on my back, the warmth radiating from his hands seeping into my skin as Kyubei pretends to contemplate it my request.

“Perhaps for a kiss?”

I’m sure that the smile that beams from me couldn’t grow any wider as I eagerly lean in, glad to know that he hasn’t changed his mind after last night. Happy to know that he is embracing his feelings for me without pushing me away.

But morning had risen and there was much to do now that we had escaped. Kyubei’s hands cup my face as he gently peels me away, expression stern once more as he sits up.

“I cannot give you riches, my dear.”

He starts his words solemnly, thumbs rubbing the last bit of sleep out of my eyes as he holds my face like the most fragile and precious item in the world.

“I cannot promise peace to you either. Or a place in the light. You will be scorned and detested, spat upon and looked down upon.”

His words are a warning, but the way Kyubei looks at me, the way his hands firmly keep me in his hold as he leans in. It is all I need to know.

“All I can promise you is myself, and even then barely all of it.”

(I know Kyubei, I know.)

Pressing his forehead against mine his eyes seek out mine once more, this time serious, this time a little worried, still a little unconfident. For all the capabilities and talents this man possessed Kyubei was still a man of the shades.

“But will you tide out this storm with me all the same?”

No false promises, no empty words, only himself and that’s all I need. Donning my broadest smile I nod firmly, my hands travelling up towards his hands as I speak:

“Yes. For you, a thousand times over!”

My words are met with confusion, but as Kyubei takes in their meaning his face blooms into another smile as he presses a kiss against my forehead, a content sigh escaping him.

“It is a wild course we’re following, but I hope you will put your faith in me.”

With everything shared we both dress, Kyubei explaining the situation to me in the meanwhile and what the next plan of action is.

“We will have to hide for a little while, lord Mitsuhide’s name still hasn’t been cleared. But with lord Kichou’s appearance out in the open we should see a conclusion to this all soon.”

Kyubei sounds calm when he goes through the whole story, how he has pretended to work together with Motonari on Mitsuhide’s orders. How the both of them went their own way in secret schemes and digging up more evidence. There was also a former daimyo mentioned, but by then the information was swirling in my head once more.

“Don’t worry, just remember the signal and we will be fine.”

Kyubei smoothes out my hair with a fond smile, fingers running through my hair that is still tangled up from the dive, but he doesn’t seem to mind any of it.

“And after that it is your turn to make my head spin.”

I feel myself flush at those words as Kyubei chuckles good-naturedly, his hair falling over his shoulder as he shakes his head. Before he retreats to look for a safe passage out of the cave back to the land.

(This damn mind!)

I curse my mind, but it is time to admit that I’m looking forward to what the future has to bring, even though the beginning will be chaotic. Even if this era is full of war. I have made my choice and my choice is …

(Kyubei, always Kyubei.)

[diaxfeliz]

𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝟗𝟑𝟎

A Genshin Impact Fanfic

➵ Character/s: Beidou

➵ OC/s: Captain Pix

➵ Warning/s: none, just fluff?

A/N: I guess the universe didn’t will me to properly write, huh. Anyway, this is pretty much just self-indulgence bc I got Beidou and her voice??? I am <333.

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What happens when a pirate thinks she owes a rumored Fatui captain a ride home? Nothing. She’s just doing them a favor so the Fatui captain would owe her.

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“Captain Beidou, this really isn’t necessary from you — I can just request a ship from home to—”

“Oh, stop being so modest, Sunshine.”

Beidou shoved Pix onto the deck of the Alcor despite their protests saying that she didn’t need to ‘make it up to’ them. Pix was at the Wanmin Restaurant writing a request for a ship after Signora had left with their ship, leaving them in Liyue, when Beidou had accidentally bumped into them, spilling their tea all over their letter. Beidou, thinking it was a proper way to repay Pix, told them she’d personally bring them back to Snezhnaya. Pix really didn’t mind but she was insistent on bringing them home.

“Everyone,” Beidou began, joining Pix’s side as they stood in front of her crew and put a heavy hand on their head because of their not so drastic but Beidou considers to be a drastic height difference. “This is our guest, Pix, and we’re taking them to Snezhnaya. If I hear about any of you tormenting our guest, you can answer to the cold waters, got that?”

There was a resounding ‘yes, Captain’ from the crew before they dispersed to get the ship ready to leave. Pix felt uncomfortable that all of this was being done over spilled tea. Not to mention Beidou going as far as to slinging Pix over her shoulder on their way to the docks.

“You really don’t have to, Captain.” Pix rubbed the back of their neck. “You’re putting the Crux through too much trouble just for me.”

“It really isn’t.” Beidou assured them with a flash of her teeth. “But if you really can’t let go of that,” A smirk replaced her smile. “then consider it as a favor from me to you, which means you” Beidou pressed a finger on their chest. “owe me.”

Pix was confused for a moment, but soon laughed and shook their head. “Fine. Just send me a letter and I’ll do whatever I can in my power.”

“I’ll make sure to remember that, Sunshine.” She winked. 

It’s been a good few hours since they’d left the harbor and night had fallen. Pix sat on a crate that rested by the ship as they scribbled on paper, occasionally stopping to put a finger over their mouth as they thought. Meanwhile, Beidou leaned on the mast and watched Pix fidget in their seat, trying to find a comfortable position as they worked.

Beidou knew who Pix was before she met them. She’s always heard of rumors surrounding her every time she’d be in town, until one day, instead of the townspeople talking about her, they were talking about the Snezhnayan captain in the high ranks of the Fatui. What intrigued her most about this captain is the fact that they’re seen as kind and compassionate unlike any other Fatui visitor they’ve had before. There were even rumors saying that they probably weren’t Fatui, but no one really knows what to believe.

She caught on to one of their aliases — the Rising Sun, taken from the comparisons their troops always made. According to the rumors, Pix was always compared to a sunrise because of their compassion to their troops. They made them feel like a family and an important part of the organization. It was like feeling the warmth of the sun in the early mornings. Once recruits join Pix’s unit, they don’t leave, they die whether it’s by Pix’s graceful hand or another’s. If they ever do die by the captain’s hand, Pix makes sure to make it swift and painless which shows just how merciful they are.

But Beidou wouldn’t actually know what goes on behind the scenes with their guest. They were only rumors after all. She just liked their alias, deriving the pet name she gave them from it.

“Hey, Sunshine.” Beidou said as she approached them. The captain looked groggy and tired when they looked up at her. “Doing work?”

“Y-Yeah—” Pix winced in pain and put a hand over their head.

“You alright?” Beidou asked with a tip of her head.

Pix chuckled painfully. “Just… just a migraine, I think. That and I think the sea sickness’s getting to me. I can’t…” They scrunched the hair under their fingers. “…get work done.”

“I think you’re just tired.” Beidou said. She took the pen and paper from Pix’s hands and sat next to them. “Maybe a break would help.”

At this point, Pix couldn’t answer because of how nauseous they were from the constant rocking of the boat. Beidou took their shoulders and settled their head on her lap. Pix couldn’t protest and their tired eyes just fluttered closed as they slightly curled themselves into a fetal position. They breathed out slowly as Beidou comfortingly caressed their shoulder.

She chuckled at Pix’s vulnerable state. “Comfortable?”

Pix mumbled something incoherent, but Beidou just took it as a yes. Pix’s clenched fists loosened after a while which was hinting them falling asleep. Beidou brushed away the hair from their eyes and saw them comfortable closed. They’d fallen asleep. The blush Pix constantly had on their face lessened significantly since they met back at the harbor. It was probably from the stress of being left behind that made it so red, but now, it was a soft rose color.

Beidou caressed their rosy cheek with the back of her hand, Pix flinching in their sleep from the contact.

“Father… I’ve already done the reports… Let me sleep…” they grumbled, eyebrows scrunching.

“Sorry, Sunshine.” Beidou mumbled, caressing their shoulder to calm them down again.

[faulty-writes]

Headcanons for Tamaki, Izuku and Mirio discovering that their female crush works part time as a waitress at a cafe some days after school, but it's one of those cafes where the workers are also actors with certain character traits: the tsundere, the idol, etc. And their crush's role is... the yandere. It's all in good fun of course, but she's REALLY good at it and the boys find themselves going there more and more because they're liking being obsessed over by her, even if it is all just pretend.

He was speechless when he first found out, someone in the hero course shouldn’t be forced to work part-time as a waitress. Yet, he knew he shouldn’t have gotten so flustered seeing your outfit. That short trimmed frilly skirt and cute hat, the way your hips swayed when you walked even with a tray. “O-Oh God, I s-shouldn’t...b-be looking this m-much at t-them! I mean t-they are...a h-hero but, t-they look s-so cute...I...” he could barely finish his sentence as his face was growing too hot. 

Tamaki had a decent amount of respect for you, which is probably the only thing that saved you from him spreading rumors. But, you were a little surprised when he confessed he had seen you at the cafe and a little offended when he asked if you were working because you had financial problems. “Tamaki...I just want a little extra cash that’s all, why don’t you come to the cafe and I’ll show you how I earn my tips,” you teased as you reached down and brushed your hand along his thigh. “Ah!” he cried out and you couldn’t help but chuckle as his face turned red. 

But to your surprise, you saw him enter the cafe one day. Despite his shyness and the fact that he avoided looking at everyone. You smirked as you approached him, slightly thankful he had gotten a table in your section. “Mm, there’s my cute little senpai.” you purred as your fingers skimmed up his back and through his hair. He let out a squeak and leaned away from you, but you knew it was due to his shy nature and not because he was offended by your actions. “Aw, don’t turn away from me, senpai. I think you’re so cute, won’t you look at me? NOW.” you demanded as you reached over and grabbed his chin, forcibly turning his head. You got some enjoyment out of his expression. 

Was it bad to like something borderline naughty? You had been on Tamaki's mind even days after he had visited the cafe, and oddly enough he wanted to go back. But, his anxiety at first prevented him from doing so. Not only that, but he tended to blush when he saw you in school, and honestly, you couldn’t resist having some fun. You pinned him against a row of lockers and placed your knee between his legs. “Aw, my sweet senpai. Why haven’t you visited me again? I miss your handsome face, won’t you save me from my sadness and come to the cafe again?” you purred as you reached up to cup his cheek which felt hot to the touch. But, a satisfied smirk came when you watched Tamaki slowly nod. 

“Y/n!” Izuku hadn’t expected to walk into the cafe to see you of all people, given he had his suspicions you were going somewhere after school. But he never thought this is where you’d be. You were just as equally surprised, however, you couldn’t break character. So with that in mind, you licked your lips and walked over to Izuku with a hungry glance. “Oh Deku! Mm, I can’t believe my handsome, strong senpai is in my presence. Oh, please don’t go away!” you growled as you fisted your hand into his shirt. He let out a gasp as you pulled him close, but you knew from the flushed color of his cheeks that he enjoyed the treatment. 

Of course, anyone that knew Izuku knew that he tended to do research. Given, it had been a long time since you saw him write in that little notebook of his. The next time he entered the cafe, you could see him looking around and scribbling things down. “Hm.” you pouted and walked over to him, snatching the notebook without hesitation. “Is my big, strong senpai writing about me!? I’m so flattered!” you purred, however, Izuku merely waved his hands around. “Y-Y/n! I...n-no I was just...j-just...” his words ended with a cry when you grabbed his arm and pulled him to your chest. “Aw, it’s okay. I enjoy being so close to you, senpai! Mm, my hero...” you purred yet again, which sent Izuku’s heart racing. 

He wasn’t sure why exactly you were working here and though part of him was concerned about it. He found himself drawn back to the cafe, it was an interesting atmosphere and honestly, he enjoyed getting your attention. How you seemed to be obsessed with him when he walked through those doors. It made him feel flattered and kind of important, but he knew he couldn’t tell anyone. He respected your privacy and he really didn’t want anyone else getting your attention. This was a selfish thing for a hero to say, but that’s truly how he felt and no one should be ashamed to feel the way they do. 

“Y/n...” he squeaked out, you were happy Izuku was coming to the cafe in his spare time. It was a relief to see a familiar face, and you enjoyed messing with him. Especially when you brought him his food. “Mm, take a sip. You’re so handsome when you do well...anything! It drives me wild! My senpai...enjoying something I made for him,” you spoke with a chuckle and held the hot foamy drink he requested up to his lips. Though Izuku was blushing, he hesitantly took a sip and you smirked before reaching over to wipe the milky foam from his lips. You locked eyes with him as you proceeded to lap the substance from your fingers. “Mm, it’s even more delicious when it’s been on your lips.” you purred and Izuku got so red in the face, he nearly fainted. 

Mirio found out where you worked by sheer accident, in fact, he was on patrol when it happened. Dressed as his hero alias Lemillion, he passed by the cafe and his eye happened to catch something. He paused and looked inside the large display window, “Huh?” he blinked when he thought he saw you and he was tempted to walk in, see if it was truly you. However, his communication device went off, urging him back to Sir Nighteye’s Agency. 

However, during his next patrol. He didn’t hesitate to walk right in, all eyes were on him and a few waitresses walked up to compliment how handsome he was. Guess that was the benefit of wearing your hero suit. But, he wasn’t particularly interested in any other waitress but you and once he spotted you, he didn’t hesitate to approach. Despite the fact you gasped when you saw him, it was a surprise. But still, you couldn’t help but smile. “My, what a handsome hero. Senpai are you here to rescue me?” you questioned before you hugged him, it was somewhat of a relief to hear Mirio laugh and feel those strong arms return your hug. 

You had partly hoped you’d see him again, but you hadn’t expected to see other waitresses flirt with him. Despite the fact Mirio just smiled and complimented them, you let out a growl and walked up to grab the blond by his shirt collar. “This senpai is mine! Back off or I won’t be responsible for my actions. No one steals my love away!” you declared as you sent a glare toward the other girls. Mirio however, thought your acting was rather humorous and laughed at your antics before pulling you into a hug. “Sunshine, I’m always yours! But, it’s okay to be jealous!” he said before catching you off guard with a kiss to the cheek. 

When Mirio began to frequent the cafe, you were happy. But, you never thought he was capable of being yandere himself. After all, you were the one that grabbed him by his shirt collar, you were the one that flirted with him, and act a tad possessive over him. But, when he caught sight of you being yandere with someone else. He decided to give you some yandere treatment of his own and he did so by grabbing your shoulder and dragging you away from your customer. “Ah, Mirio what is wrong with-” before you could finish, he pulled you against his chest and looked at you with a devilish smirk, “Sorry sunshine, just had to remind you that you’re mine. Don’t forget that and don’t go flirting with anyone else. I might get a little jealous.” he purred and for once, you were speechless. 

[ff15trashgoldenslumbers]

Hello, could I request Prompto reacting to finding out someone has a major crush on him and they confess to him? Thank you v much (◕ᴗ◕✿)

“I’d like to think that I might have had a crush on Prompto back when High School Crushes was a thing for me. I’d never act on it cause all through High School I was more focused on myself and how much I had a hatred for being awake at 5am.

~~~~~

“Really, for me?” 

Prompto was super confused when he stepped into Noctis’s apartment and found that he had mail. There were times that he would have packages delivered to Noctis’s apartment rather than his own house due to worry of it being left in the rain or picked up by someone other. But even in those times, he used the alias that Noctis would use when having mail delivered. So to find an envelope actually addressed to himself, his first and last name was kind of strange.

“Had to stop, Specs from opening it,” Noctis stated looking to the man holding the envelope towards the blonde.

“I had to ensure that it wouldn’t put you in danger Noct.” 

Prompto took the letter, it didn’t look any different than normal mail. Standard envelope, it didn’t have a return address, nor did it have a stamp. Shrugging it off he placed down his bag, before opening it.

The first thing he realized was that it was super cute! The stationary was that of a Moogle riding a Chocobo with cute little flowers all over a pale yellow background. His eyes scan the letter first, picking up the words: “Sorry” “Amazing” and “Sunshine.” The message wasn’t long and the handwriting was rather cute.

“So what is it?” Gladiolus asked.

Prompto stared at the letter again, reading it twice, and by the third time his face had become bright red.

“Prompto is everything all right?” Ignis inquired.

Prompto turned towards the others his voice a soft squeak, “It’s a love letter.”

“A love letter? Let me see.” Gladiolus called holding out his hand, only to have the blonde snatch it away.

“No!” Prompto called a little louder than he had liked. 

The others were used to getting love letters and fan mail. Hell on Valentine’s Day he nearly fell over all the letters in Noctis apartment to the Prince alone. Add Gladiolus, Ignis, and himself to the mix and he had enough candy to last him until the following Valentine’s Day.

“…to…Ompto…”

“Here let me. Hey Chocobo-butt!”

“My hair does not look like a Chocobo-butt!” Prompto called automatically, only to find the others staring at him. “What?”

“You gonna let us see?” Noctis chuckled.

Prompto looked to the letter in hand, then back to the others, “No, it’s kind of personal.”

“Personal, why they send pictures?” Gladiolus smirked.

Ignis sighed adjusting his glasses, “Only you receive those.”

“I don’t ask for them.”

Prompto stopped paying attention as he looked to the letter again, he normally didn’t have any trouble sharing these kinds of things as they all got them, but this felt so personal. Most of the ones he read were very generic, mostly store-bought. Being the Prince’s friend for so long he became quickly aware of the ones that were attempting to use him to get in good with the Prince or Royal family. This one was so thought out and personal as if this person really did know him.

He looked to the bottom of the page, “I wanted to tell you everything face to face, I’ll be waiting until 5:15 near the Chocobo topiary in the park until it’s final race.”

He blinked, topiary? Only for the flash of the large plant in the shape of the bird flashed across his mind. He jogged by it every morning for the past week when they put it up for the Flower Festival each year which lasted about two weeks.

“Hey, how long has the Flower Festival going on?”  He suddenly asked.

Ignis turned from the conversation with Gladiolus, “I believe we are in the second week, why?”

Pulling out his phone, Prompto found the time of 4:58 staring at him, it normally took about 20 minutes from Noctis’s place to get there, if he ran he’d just might make it. Without a second thought, he dashed out the apartment ignoring the calls from the others the letter clenched tightly in his hand.

He figured running through the park might have been easier, but wasn’t expecting all the people to be there. But considering that it was one of the more popular festivals. He apologized to all the shoulders he had bumped into and tried to take the more empty walkways but people just wouldn’t get out the way. If he could get to the garden where the topiaries were then maybe it would be a little more empty seeing that most people seemed to be going after the food and merchandise than actually looking at the works of art.

He had just rounded the corner, his bangs sticking to his face. He knew that his face must have gotten the annoying red that happened when he pushed himself too hard, and he was sweating. But still, he refused to give his legs a moment to rest, no matter how much they felt like jelly.

He bypassed the large flower behemoth, the smaller white moogles made some white flowers, around the cataurs of ivy. He was used to seeing the Chocobo f when he jogged, but seeing that he came from the other end of the park he founded himself a little lost.

Still, he clenched the letter tight and sprinted forwards. He got lost a few times but eventually, the large bird came into view.  He slowed into a jog, looking around for anyone, but the few people that were there were either older, or couples and they were quickly making there way back to the other parts of the Festival. He stopped underneath the bird, figuring that this might be the best place for the person to find him, but no matter which way he turned he found himself growing further and further alone.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket, 5:29. He was late, way too late. Hunching over he placed his hands to his knees giving a heavy wheeze, trying to tell himself that the tears in his eyes were from exhaustion and not frustration 

He would just head home.

He managed to catch his breath, lifting his head as he wiped his face with the palm of his hands. Hopefully, people figured that his red face was more from his run rather than his crying. He turned to head back to Noctis’s when he heard it, it was so soft that almost completely missed it.

Turning he found someone standing there. Eyes met, as a small smile came across her face only to quickly looked away embarrassed before looking back towards the blonde from beyond eyelashes.

“You…you came.”

Prompto swallowed, his mouth dry as he gave a soft nod.  Even if he could speak he wasn’t certain of what he would say he was speechless. His knees felt so weak, and the butterflies in his stomach were going nonstop. He took a step forward only to find his knees given out.

“Oh my!” 

He looked up finding her bracing himself, moving his over to a bench to sit. So lost for words, she was so beautiful up close, and her perfume smelled more wonderful that any of the flowers. Soft fingers touched his bare arms as she got him situated on the bench before dashing off.

He was certain of how long he sat there waiting for the beauty to return, only to look up as he heard heels against the cobblestone that made up the path. Find her racing back holding two bottles of water. Kneeling down before him as she unscrewed the cap before holding it towards him.

“Here.”

A shaking hand took it, his fingers lingering just a moment longer than need be just to feel that soft skin again. Before pulling the bottle to his lips.

“Are you all right?”

Prompto found himself staring as she spoke again. There was no way someone this pretty, nice, and pure had a crush on him. Would even think to write him a love note! He had to have passed out from running and this was a dream.

“Beautiful.”

He watched as she let out an embarrassed gasp, he wasn’t even aware that he had said anything until she let out that adorable squeal.

“I…I waited a little longer today, something told me to.”  She muttered weakly, as she sat down beside him on the bench. “I didn’t think that you would come, I mean why would you?”

Prompto held up the letter that had gotten a little wrinkled from how hard he had gripped it. “I got your letter.” He replied, realizing how silly he sounded the moment it came from his lips. “I just didn’t want you to feel like I was ignoring you.”

She shook her head stilling looking down at her shoes, “No, I figured I’d get lost in the sea of mail you must  get.”

Prompto chuckled, unable to stop the embarrassing words from coming out, “Your’s meant more.”

She giggled turning her head to hide her embarrassment, “I find that hard to believe.” 

“No, really.” He replied, wanting to quickly stop the strange silence that came between them. “Did I have you wait long?”

“I’ve been coming every day.” She replied, “I figured giving myself a timeframe, and then maybe I could get over it.”

“Get over what?”

She clenched her dress between her fingers, as she whispered softly, but Prompto swore he heard the word ‘Crush’.

“So there was something you wanted to tell me face to face?” He asked, only to watch as she jumped, her face flush. He immediately wished that he could have taken the words back, Ignis always said he had no tack. “I mean if…”

She stood up quickly turning to face him, “I like you! Like a lot! More than a lot!” She called, before quickly turning around her back to him, “I know it’s strange to say that to a stranger, but I’ve seen you, and your smart and handsome and I want to get to know you, the real you and not just this crush in my head or the words in a magazine. I want to know the real Prompto if you’d let me.”

Prompto stood up reached out taking her hand, before he realized what he himself was doing, “I’d like that too.”

A huge smile bloomed over her face as she opened her mouth to retort only instead they both heard a call of Prompto’s name. 

The both of them turned as they saw Noctis, Ignis, and Gladiolus running up to them. She when to pull her hand away, yet Prompto held it firm.

“There you are, what the hell was that about?” Noctis asked, a hat on his head supposedly hiding his identity. 

Ignis was the first to notice the person holding Prompto’s hand, hiding slightly behind the blonde.

“Gonna introduce us to your new friend?” Gladiolus chuckled. “Considering that you had us run after you.”

Prompto glanced over his shoulder as he gave a soft smile, watching as she shuffled around to the side of the blonde, “It’s fine.” He whispered with a soft squeeze of the hand, despite the fact that he wasn’t sure how to exactly answer that you were the one that had written his first love letter. “This is…”

“Y/N.” She offered, “My name is, Y/N.”

[quirrrky]

Hello! This event is too cute to pass up, thank you for doing this! 💕😭

✨I’d love for you to plan my KnY Wedding, if posible please! 🥰 I am a positive, cheerful and very determined person (she/her) and go by the alias Ritoru. My comfort character/fiance is Kyoujuro Rengoku. I greatly admire his devotion to people, love for life, unbreakable resolve and strong morals, thus I wish to support him in all he does. 😭

✨Wedding attire is but a simple gown:

✨Emoji ~💍

(( P.S. I do humbly request Senjuro to be mentioned as the ring bearer, please ?? 😅🥺🙏🏻 ))

Thank you!!

💍 KNY WEDDING DETAILS ✧ EVENT TRACKING

𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝐸𝐷𝐷𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑜𝑓... Ritoru & Kyojuro Rengoku

𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 ✧ PARK

𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑇𝑊𝑂 𝑂𝐹 𝑈𝑆 ✧ Their feelings for each other developed when Ritoru worked under Kyojuro. He was immediately impressed by her devotion to help him. There were times though, that he didn’t want her to exert too much but she’s still very persistent. This led Kyojuro to have that feeling of wanting to protect and nurture her. He didn’t know why but he wanted to be that person she would call whenever she needed someone. He just wanted to be there for her always. 

𝐿𝐸𝑇'𝑆 𝐶𝐸𝐿𝐸𝐵𝑅𝐴𝑇𝐸 ✧ Kyojuro’s eyes gleam so much love for his younger brother as Senjurou walks down with wedding rings—his eyes are almost filled with tears of joy for his beloved brother but he mimics his brother’s vibrant smile instead. Kyojuro’s breath hitches as Ritoru walks forth to him. Their smile shows how much they anticipated this very moment. They’re both beaming and so happy. They feel so complete that the overwhelming emotion almost bring her to tears. And when, he reaches out for hand and placed it around his arms, she looked up at him and he returned the gaze and right then and there they found something brighter than the sunshine. 

- / hi Ritoru! Your wedding gown is simple yet so so elegant! I really loved it 💖 Congrats on your wedding with Kyo! I hope you enjoy it ♡

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[mirukupuddin]

Into The Arena (18+)

Gladiator! AU (Dabi/Reader)  

Word count: 2,995 

Genre: AU, Smut

Warning! this content includes sexual intercourse and violence, please do not read if you are a minor. All persons portrayed in this fic are 18+. 

Warning(s): Injuries, Blood mention, Violence, Nudity, Oral sex (male and female receiving), Unprotected sex, Soft Dabi and a very inaccurate depiction of a ancient city. 

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window, the spring scented air wafting in. You could already hear the hustle and bustle from the citadel below, the market coming to life. Today was a blessed day for it was the Solar Genisis, a day where the gods let the sunshine its brightest and celebrate its birthday. You slunk out of bed, arms stretched out as you approached the balcony. A pure smile dusted your features seeing an array of yellows and oranges decorating this market place, a few townspeople saw you waving and cheering.

 Being the Empress to the city, following your familial heir to the position. To say that you were loved by your people was a great understatement; they saw you as a pure, empathetic individual who wanted the best for her city. 

A gentle knock on the door revealed your handmaiden, Asha, a platter of bread, fruit and oats. “Good morning, my lady, I hope you slept well, I’ve prepared a bath for you before we have to leave.” she bowed her head in your direction, no matter how long you’ve known each other she still spoke to you with the utmost respect. 

“Thank you, Asha, are we finally going to coordinate our outfits for the celebration?” you laughed making her chuckle. She smiled before beckoning the seamstress into the room who came with several outfits in tow. 

“Today might be the day” Asha threw a sweet smile in your direction. In the end, you decided on a beautiful ombre (f/c), with small sparkling suns embroided into the light material.

Asha held her hand out for you to support yourself as the veil in front of the steps revealed the seats overseeing the arena. The crowd erupted in jovial chants as you approached the balcony, a smile presenting itself. 

Senator Hizashi stood tall, his voice booming amidst the noise of excitable crowd “Ladies and Gentleman, have we got a wonderful show for you! As the summer solstice comes to its peak the people demanded a fight. So, I present to you, our new challenger, Dabi." 

The gate opened to reveal a tall, dark-haired man, he was no older than you. The arena was clapping and cheering for the man as he approached the centre of the arena. You recognised the family emblem detailed on his shield, a fierce lion emitting fire tendrils from its mane. Touya Todoroki, who’d been bestowed the alias "Dabi” due to his ability to practically incinerate his opponents in battle. You looked up to the stalls where his family sat, Enji Todoroki looking in the direction of his eldest with a permanently fixed scowl. His siblings were all sat down in anticipation waiting to cheer their big brother on. Your eyes glanced back to the eldest son as he entered the arena, his own cerulean orbs fixed on you with an ever-present smirk dancing on his features. 

Senator Hizashi’s voice echoed in the stadium, simply standing behind the podium “Who’s ready for some action?” he riled the crowd up to see the gladiator’s opponent, causing the arena to erupt in a joyous rumble. “That’s the spirit! Our gladiator’s opponent is going to be, the terrifying, the abhorrent Giant Eryminthan!” the sound of the gate being hauled, dust scattering and a horrifying bellow followed behind it. The beast itself emerged, chains dragging from its ankles, standing at 8 ft tall, tusks partially destroyed and eyes filled with rage. It let out a bloodcurdling battle cry at the audience causing everyone to gasp in fear. It looked towards the challenger, obsidian eyes fixated on the hubris himself. 

“Feeble warrior, you think you can defeat me in battle?” It taunted in a low voice

“I plan on doing so.” Dabi seized his sword, glancing once more at you, seeing your intrigue and perplexion. Bright cerulean eyes met (e/c) ones. A loud bang caused an uproar in the arena as he taunted the beast in front of him, banging his sword onto his shield with vigour. The beast stormed towards the challenger, dust kicking up behind its hooves. The crowd was filled with cheers as Dabi skillfully skidded across the sand, sword equipped raised at the ready. With a heavy clawed hand, the beast swung at him, only lightly skimming the surface of his chest as he evaded it with skill, striking his sword down on the heel of the beast. 

The arena sang in encouragement as the beast growled in pain, its hand coming again to swipe against Dabi, his sword slicing through its clawed fingers. Blood had now been spilt on the arena and you sat tentatively on the edge of your seat. 

Suddenly, Dabi was thrown across the court, being caught off guard and being slammed into the wall. He coughed, winded from the brute force of the beast, you stood from your seat, heart beating rapidly against your ribcage fearing his safety. Senator Hizashi raised his hand to calm you, eyes not leaving the battle. 

“Kick his ass, Touya!” Everyone turned their eyes towards a white-haired teen in utter bewilderment as he cheered his brother.  

“Yeah show him what you’re made of, Brother!” You glanced to a shorter female with streaks of red in her thick white locks as she shouted in the same direction. 

The crowd continued to cheer him on with the same enthusiasm, seeing his eyes burn with pure determination. He spat at the blood that resided in his mouth on the sand banging his sword once again on his shield and charging towards the beast. It pushed and scuffled against him trying to keep him at bay which only was a temporary issue for Dabi as he began wielding his sword strategically at the beast backing it into a wall. The crowd watched in complete awe as he fluidly ran towards the wall, kicking off of it before landing on the shoulder of the beast, grabbing it’s tusk firmly. You glanced away, hearing the slash of his sword searing through the neck of the beast and hearing its body plummet to the floor. 

The arena was filled with an eruption of joyous cheers and whistles, seeing the beast that had tormented the outskirts of the citadel for years be slaughtered. Dabi stood panting, holding the beasts head for the audience to gasp and applaud. You gazed over at his family in the stalls, his siblings were all gleaming at the success of their eldest brother. Even the stoic youngest brother was clapping and whooping for his brother’s victory. The patriarch Enji seemingly unphased but you could tell there was an air of pride he found in his son.  

Touya was panting, scrapes and scuffs covering him. He dropped to one knee in the presence of his Empress, you glimpsed down at him with a pleased expression. 

“Get our challenger to a medic and show him towards the palace baths.” You instructed to Asha who then spurred the three other handmaids. “Show his family to the guest rooms, if they wanted to get ready before this evenings party.”

Dusk spread a beautiful of blues and purples across the evening sky; it was twinkling with lanterns, music echoing in the street. Although the sun was now set, the townspeople still partied and celebrated the victory of their gladiator represented by the noble, Touya Todoroki. His family were currently mingling with other noblemen, ladies and socialising as per usual. The three youngest siblings addressed you so formally, bowing and curtseying as you made your presence known to them. 

“There’s no need to be so formal, this is a celebration for your brother’s victory, please enjoy yourselves!” You beamed at them, offering them more drinks and showing them the buffet of food. They happily sat with you, making wholesome conversation and showing such genuine interest in you. Your eyes scanned the room to find the missing sibling, seeing as the attendants had already returned promptly. You felt the evening breeze graze your bare shoulders seeing that the eldest Todoroki was leant over the balcony. You excused yourself from the three siblings making your way towards Asha who was standing aside, paying attention to the guests before she turned to face you. 

“Could you do me a favour, Asha?” 

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You gazed over your reflection, your outfit being somewhat more revealing. The sheer (f/c) top hugged your figure accentuating the curve of your breasts before the material became more relaxed around your hips with a skirt that had a very generous slit, revealing your thigh and the golden bangles that resided on your ankle. A quaint knock took you out of your reverie. 

“My Lady, Sir Touya Todoroki is here on behalf of your request.” your handmaiden said, the raven-haired noble towering behind her. 

“That will be all Asha, please go and enjoy the rest of the festivities, while I entertain our guest"  

Touya’s cerulean eyes took in the sight of the room in front of him, it was decorated in warm light, candles looking as if they were floating amidst the translucent curtains. His eyes landed on your form, drinking in your figure with parted lips and a glimmer of interest. 

You cleared your throat "Should you be gazing at me with such an obscene expression?" 

He knelt down hand resting over his heart with a grin still present on his features. "Please excuse my brazenness, Fair empress, I have never encountered someone of your beauty" 

You blushed, hearing such a bold and flattering statement from the nobleman. Bare feet padded towards the gladiator, his eyes following your soft movements. He looked at you through dark lashes, mischief ever-present. 

"I must say you did impress me, I don’t think I’ve seen such arrogance in a battle. It wasn’t misplaced after all you did finish victorious." 

You placed your thumb and forefinger under his chin making him look at you in the eye. 

"Perhaps our champion deserves a reward.” there was a mischievous glint in your smile

“what did you have in mind” He smirked 

“maybe I could do a better job in showing you?" 

 You gestured for him to stand, your fingers dancing around the collar of his shirt. You began unbuttoning his shirt, the loose linen finally dropping to the floor haphazardly. His chest was littered with battle scars and burns, you traced your finger over the most prominent ones, making him shiver under your touch. 

"I’m not as attractive underneath the armour eh?” he half smiled, trying to mask his insecurity through his bravado. You looked up at him, stepping on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek. 

His face turning into one of awe 

“I think you’re undeniably handsome,” you said. He looked at your plush lips before swooping down and capturing them in his own. He groaned into the kiss, feeling your body pressed against his bare chest. His tongue slipped into your mouth caressing yours in a tantalising manner. His calloused hands wandering towards your hips as he held you in place. 

His hands grasped your thighs picking you up with ease as his lips trailed down your jawline and to your neck. It wasn’t until you felt the soft cotton of your bed that you the felt his lower half-pressing against yours. He continued his kisses down your neck, calloused hands smoothing down your body. He reached behind you to undo the bralette, discarding it with feverish abandon. His face immediately burned up, planting in the middle of your breasts before kissing and kneading the soft flesh. He glanced up at you through dark lashes, his eyes glowing with lust. His tongue peeked out swiping against your cute nipples making you withdraw slightly with embarrassment. Touya wasn’t having any of that, his hands firmly held your back and pushed you against his mouth as he suckled and kissed your mounds.

He shut his eyes in bliss, gyrating against your hips, shimmying his way down your body, kissing his way down.

“May I?” he gestures to your underwear, to which you nod breathlessly. He slides them down your thighs, revealing your arousal. You cringed knowing how soaked your underwear had become in the process, hiding your face behind your arms. 

“No no, My love, don’t hide from me; seeing you so shy is too good for me to miss,” he said smoothly. 

He kissed down your legs and down your thighs, eyes never leaving yours. Your thighs began to tremble with anticipation, his hand coming up to soothe and stroke them. He gave an experimental nudge to your clit with your nose gauging your reaction. Your heartbeat was thrumming in your ears. He lolled his tongue out licking a firm strip up your pussy, prodding a finger into your tight hole. You whined grabbing his dark coloured locks. He chuckled before delving into your sweet folds, licking and slurping your essence. You hummed and moaned in pleasure feeling his lips pucker at your clit, fingers threading through his thick hair.

“Touya..ah~” he hummed against your pussy, eyes shutting in bliss. His tongue prodded at your clit feeling your thighs jolt and tremble as he teased you. He hiked your thighs up over his shoulders, hearing your breathless giggle at the sensation of his hair tickling your thighs and tummy. His tongue continued the suckle and kiss along your pussy, keeping his concentration on your swollen clit. You shivered in bliss feeling your orgasm approaching, a knot tightening in the pit of your stomach. Touya, sensing this, held on your hands stroking a thumb over your shaking hands, suckling with gusto making you see stars. 

“Such a sweet little cunt you have” He licked his lips trailing his tongue against your hypersensitive pussy.  You grabbed the back of his neck pulling him back up to reconnect your lips. Tasting your own essence on his lips as your tongue brushed against his was lewd but somehow very erotic to him. He felt a gentle shove to the bed as you climbed on top of him, hands splayed across his toned chest. Your fingers traced against his pink nipples making him shudder under your touch 

“Not so nice that the shoe is on the other foot” you chuckled, his hand coming up to touch your cheek. 

You kissed along his scars, mirroring what he had done to you, giving him small kitten licks when you reached the trousers that clung to his clothed cock. You ran a finger down the imprint making him buck his hips up into your hand. You fluttered your lashes feigning innocence as you pulled his trousers down allowing his cock to smack his stomach lightly, the head leaking and pink. You adjusted yourself between his legs, his eyes following your every move

“Wait, you don’t have to… Ah,” Touya gripped the sheets, as your lips parted to take the tip into your mouth. A smile dusted your features seeing him in such a vulnerable state, running your tongue around the head and up the slit. 

“Oh..Gods…you’re so beautiful like this” he groaned, hand coming to caress your cheek. 

He sat up, pulling you towards him by the back of your thighs. “I don’t think I can take it anymore, darling” He growled into your neck, moving his cock across your pussy lips. 

You let a surprised yelp as he pushed in, hearing him groan at how warm and tight you felt. His lips found yours again, tangling his tongue with yours, feeling his breath fanning your face. He experimentally thrust his hips up to meet yours making a soft whimper escape your pouty lips. He pulled you towards him, slowly sinking deeper inside your warmth, slowly relaxing around him. He was shaking, trying so hard not to fuck you into the mattress, he was taking it slow, making you feel every twitch. 

“Touya..” You urged him to pick up the pace, her hips rocking back and forth. He indulged, thrusting his hips up to meet yours, his grip on her thighs moving to your ass. The two of you were building up a fierce amount of sweat, bodies melding together with such ease and lust. He lay back with you still on top of him, feeling your ass hit his thighs as they both chased your orgasms. 

“(Y/n…)” he groaned, pulling out of you before flipping you onto your back. He held spread your thighs sheathing himself into you and fucking you into the mattress. Your screams and moans were music to his ears. His hips moving against yours, he felt you tighten around him, gripping the back of your thighs and ploughing his cock into your heat.  

“Ngh~ Touya, right there” You ran your nails down his back, leaving small crescent-shaped dents in his shoulder blades. The knot in your stomach becoming so deliciously tight as you arched your back off the bed.  He watched your body tremble in euphoria, his own fast approaching. Your lips found him, hands weaved into his thick black locks as you muffled a cry into the kiss. He looked at your eyes glossed over with lust, pulling out and finishing on your stomach, his seed dripping down the divots of your flesh. 

He collapsed next to you, both your bodies glowing and basking in the warmth of each other. All that could be heard in the room was your shallow breaths. 

Touya was the one who broke the silence, slowly getting up to get a washcloth, running a cool towel against her stomach, her skin blossoming goosebumps. He lay back down next to her and with a brawny arm, he pulled your perspiring body against his. 

“I am enamoured with you” He whispered into your shoulder

It took you aback, seeing someone with so much bravado and confidence say something with so much emotion behind it, you eased into the embrace running your fingers through his raven locks, tracing a finger against his jaw. 

“As, I am with you”