#she was a bit paler as a bby

[startistdoodles]

I just saw Prisma’s origin post of being taken to Galacta Star, and I will say, she is just a floofy girl. May we see more? 👀

Yes you may <3

[cindol]

club owner!sukuna and black fem reader <33

tw— sukuna is 29, reader is 26, written in hc form, uraume is referred to as they/them, flirty talk, reader has locs, ooc sukuna, suggestive at the end,

tagging— @liuhko

wc: 3812 words

a/n: worked my nyash off just for my bby sukuna !!

club owner!sukuna was very familiar with seeing y/n at his club whenever he came to make sure everything was still on tip top shape, like a usual owner would do. She was always the doll he’d see sitting at a table for 3 with her girls as they waited for their liquor.

His first interaction with her was asking her about their service. He usually would always ask every customer around who he’s seen hang around long enough about how the service goes when he’s not here. Her answer had some spice and sass to it unlike others. As she would sip some pink Whitney out of a margarita glass.”you take your work seriously I can see that mr….?” He chuckled at the wit she had first come off.”call me sukuna sweetheart.”

she didn’t make a visible annoyed look at his pet name but a small hum at it.”well mr. sukuna, I can see you take your work seriously. That's why you come here on a good blue moon to see if everything is in tip top shape and I’ve had no complaints really except just one bit..” he raised a brow smirking.”and just what would that be?” Raising a finger she sipped her Whitney again.”your staff.” He chuckled “my staff?”

She hummed.”Not all of your staff of course, just your bartenders y’know? I only think there’s one good bartender boy, he’s the only who can even make me a good decent pink Whitney. Others can’t even make me a good fucking basic gin.” He scratched the back of his head.”You sure know a lot ma’am on how I should run my staff.” She had a smile on her two toned lips at that, she took it as a compliment.

The next time she would show up at his club alone. She saw he took her words actually into consideration. She had a subtle look of surprise at the new mature bartenders she was seeing, the new bartender a man with black short spiky hair going down with a healed scar on his lip in a dress shirt and dress pants from her view and a silver watch on his wrist. The man noticed her gaze and just shot a smile that made her jump a little back into a new chest which happened to be sukuna’s and made her turn around to see his grin.”well? What do you think of this new bartender I got?” She hummed.”He looks mature, I wonder if he can make a good pink Whitney though.” He shakes his head with a chuckle at her words.

Y/n wouldn’t admit but she started to show up at club owner!sukuna’s club just to see him, having chats with someone on her same IQ level was nice. The two would sit at a designated table just talking up a storm.”You know miss y/n, I’m starting to think you’re just coming here to see me and not for the pink Whitney’s.” He leaned grinning with his teeth showing, making her sip the pink drink and do what was a playful eye roll now.”Tsk! You have nice tats but you’re not all that ryomen.” He raised a brow.”we’re on first name bias now I see?”

Y/n secretly liked their playful nature. The way he would teasingly call her miss or ma’am while she would call him his first name. She really didn’t notice the privilege she had at all being so close to someone like sukuna but she just had this aura about her that made her connected to him. It’s why she wouldn't be surprised when toji told her that her usual pink Whitney was on the house.”it seems like you’re rubbing up on the big boss.” She just smiles like that.

She couldn’t lie and say she didn’t find club owner!sukuna to be an attractive man. His light pink hair, dark red eyes with tribal tattoos under the suit he wears. She didn’t even notice she herself would even wear her prettiest outfits around him until he pointed it out on their daily talks.”you’re always wearing that pretty little club dress around me.” She almost choked on her drink when he first had said that to her, if her skin was paler she would’ve had a visible blush on her cheek.

club owner!sukuna is aware of the effect he could have on her too. He knows deep down in her pretty uptight soul that a flustered girl existed in there so he tested to see what could ignite it. He noticed she was the type of woman who didn’t mind a more dominant hand doing things for her. He loved to see how her eyes would widen when he led her out his club front doors by the small of her back, even walking her to her car.

She always gets bashful when he points out the pink club dress she’s always wearing when she meets him at their table to talk.”Are you always wearing that pink dress for me doll face?” She just has to gasp and twirl at her hair when he says that.

club owner!sukuna agrees with her on any point. Once they started to hang out outside of his club and inside her heavily decorated bedroom. He loved to Hear her rant about her work as a business manager.”such bullshit y’know.. the way these stupid ass business men try to tell me of all people how to do my own work? Fuck off!” Sukuna just chuckled, eating some nuts she left on her bed.”how bout you join my team then on the side then?”

She raised a brow ”join your team?” He nodded his head.”You've shown me your work, you’re amazing at your work and you could create some good things for us, how about it?” She hummed in response, it would be for both of them, even more money than they already earn(not like sukuna was ever even struggling to begin with).”I get full control of marketing, no random jerks butting in trying to tell me how to do it.” He grinned at that.”deals a deal then.”

sukuna’s staff would see y/n around the club more than just visits and more of her as their marketing manager in a business shirt and long business skirt with black flip flops and serious glasses, it was a drastic change from her in her usual pink club dresses and heels drunk on a pink Whitney. More of her being a very strict marketing manager around the club inside the meeting office, she’s never too strict letting them put input and club ideas.

When she sees toji raise her hand she and sukuna huff but allow him to put in his input .”what’s your input on this Fushiguro?” He clears his shirt.”shirts and mugs.” She just sighs at his silly idea, but she knows she’s gonna feed into this staff's small silly ideas.

club owner!sukuna likes to see her interact with the staff. He put on this front as a strict boss but liked being silly with his staff, y/n brought his silly side out more. She got him participating in work parties more and even photo taking. Her favorite photo was when she got everyone including him to take a photo in front of the club building as a memory.

Whether y/n realized it or not she was becoming an integral part of sukuna’s personal life now and staff at the club was noticing too. The trio of gojo, toji and geto would whistle noticing y/n get on her tiptoes hugging sukuna goodbye when he bids her a farewell before she heads into her car while they all watch from the window. Gojo takes his shades to try for a better look at what they were saying.``you think they’re.. y’know?” He would do the motion of a finger going into a hole in the shape of his hand which makes geto and toji shiver.``can’t imagine that woman even having sex with that demon, it would make hell freeze.” Geto just mods along to toji's words in agreement.

Y/n was really just as oblivious as sukuna how personal and close they were getting. How comfortable she would get having sukuna’s personal items at her house and his boxers found in her bathroom while her items would also be found at his house and her cute little slippers even being left in his house by mistake. The way she got so comfortable being half naked around him, she just used the excuse of “it’s just sukuna”

club owner!sukuna is a jealous jealous man. He tries to keep any ounce of composure but when he sees one of the male security guards rubbing y/n’s shoulder and laughing with her on his break it is hard to keep a calm and collected face as he holds his hands together watching the both of you. Toji makes a chuckle as he’s next to him.”Keep composure man, she’s a free lady till you grow a pair.” That makes sukuna wanna squeeze toji’s balls himself.”leave before I lose my composure and fire you.” Toji makes a nervous laugh leaving from his side.

Sukuna sneakily makes it to your side as you laugh with the guard. That famous sly grin he always wore on his face when he was about to scare someone off was on his face while he looked at the bald security guard. The security guard stopped his chuckling looking sukuna in the eyes.”hello boss.” Sukuna just looks at his watch, watching the time.”6 minutes left, I’d stand post outside so you don’t miss it or be late.” He just gulped, nodding his head and leaving. It made y/n pout at him but softened when he patted her head and rubbed a hand on her back.”you’re such a meanie you know?”

The thought of y/n with another person except him would drive him crazy. He thought it was crazy of him to even think these thoughts about her this way when he never thought this way about another woman in all his years of his job as a club owner. Hell, he had even gone to his day one uraume of all people for advice at their own house. As Uraume poured him wine in a cabernet glass he ran a hand down from his hair to his whole face.”emotions are so damn confusing..” he grabbed the glass on the low table taking a sip.”I’ve never even had this feeling in all my years of work, what’s so different now.”

Sitting across from him on a comfortable relaxing chair, uraume hummed.”love?” Sukuna scoffed and laughed at that.”I have zero room for love or even entertaining that idea, my schedule is far too busy.” uraume made a giggle at that.“No room in your schedule but you’ve found a way to migrate this woman into your schedule, whether you’ve noticed it or not but with the way you’ve in a way been purposely migrating this girl into your life somehow.” Sukuna made a huffing noise like a bull, he forgot that psychology degree uraume had. He took another sip of the red wine with his arm stretched on the top of the couch.

Uraume just smiled softly at Sukuna’s expression.”Am I right or not? You did tell me you have this woman as your marketing manager and even have been invited into her home.” Sukuna just grumbled.”I won’t say you’re wrong..” uraume just laughed out loud knowing sukuna admitted defeat to them. Their laughs turned into a sigh.”Just get the woman, sukuna.”

Whilst sukuna was conflicted for his feelings for y/n the same could be said for y/n. It was getting hard for her to not cross her legs when she felt his large hand on her lower back and even harder to keep eye contact with his intense sharp eyes. Everyday was getting more difficult, she had to set some boundaries as his employee.

The next following day she knocked on his office door and came in when she heard a muffled,”enter” and stepped in. His cold expression changed when he saw who entered and had a small smile.”oh, hello ms. Y/n.” He teased expecting her to play along. She made a chortle while walking to his desk.”Well hello Mr. sukuna.” He grinned at her teasing back.”Well what brings you here?”

She cleared her throat, getting more serious.”About that, I think it’s time we set some.. boundaries in the office, yes?” He quirked a brow at that sitting up and elevating his chair and folding his hands into each other.”boundaries you say?” She nodded swallowing.”I love her friendship ryomen, but I think we may be getting far too close for comfort y’know? This is a workplace I just don’t want people even getting the wrong idea about us or personally about you.”

He let out a breath of air at what she said.”You have a point.” She was surprised, thinking he wouldn’t be cooperative with her.”We should be having an appropriate work friendship in a working place. I wouldn’t want either our images tarnished or to be known as people who just sleaze around, I know you would hate that for yourself y/n.” She nodded, her heart was beating a bit fast as he said those words. She didn’t know why, she should be comfortable with the conversation they were having about boundaries. She slowly nodded her head along to his words in agreement, once she did leave he let out a groan. This was for the best as workers, but he didn’t know how he would even last around her and not be how he usually is.

club owner!sukuna found it was hard to even act like a professional boss to her at their workplace, it’s like she was purposely doing things to rile him but he knew it was innocent in nature. The way she would bend down in marketing meetings to pick up his pen in front of a full staff made a groan nearly slip out. Toji had to bow his head not wanting to get his head chewed off by sukuna for looking or dropping his jaw.

Another instance was how he saw her take her glasses off and put them between her shirt and tie up her locs trying to look more serious with her cute face. Her cute laugh she would do at the antics of his staff, sometimes he would have to excuse himself and go into his private office.

And who’s to say she wasn’t just as flustered as she was before around him? Seeing him get angry and a sharp look in his crimson eyes at some drunk bastard acting a fool outside the club evoked an interesting reaction in her while she watched. The way he rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt showing off his watch made her lick her lips without even noticing.

All of this came to a halt one day when they were hosting a nice event to celebrate the anniversary of the opening of the club. It was a chill day for y/n, for once she wasn’t in her office working on marketing plans and was in the club enjoying herself in a pink strapless dress and 2 inch light pink heels to match with some light makeup on her face and her locs laid down for once. She had a barely visible blush but sukuna could tell she was drunk from how she was giggling more and more and dancing on the floor.

When he approached her on the floor she acted more bold, it was probably the beer but when he came to see how she was partying she just shouted at him,”could be better if I had ya lips on my mine kuna!” It makes him choke a bit thinking he didn’t hear her clearly the first time she said what she said.”I can’t hear you sweetheart, maybe you should ah repeat that again?”

She made a more slurred giggle coming from her throat and got on her tiptoes wobbling a bit but flying her head up trying to be on his height level.``said I want yer lips on mines!” Seeing his puzzled face made more laughter come from her until she nearly tripped, thankfully having sukuna catch her by the hips and sigh.``maybe you need to sober up a bit, yes?”

She made a pout.”Such a partyyyyy poooperrrr!” But of course obliged with sukuna holding her hand and having her follow him up to her office, toji and geto had a funny idea in their twisted minds of what they thought the two were doing as they headed upstairs.

Once they got into his office he sat her flat on his office couch and brushed a hand through his pink hair sighing.``What am I gonna do with a woman like you?” She still had an innocent tipsy smile on her face as she laid on his couch with her heels still on. Walking over to her and bending down he grabbed her legs, taking her own shoes off.``you undressin’ men ryoo?” He just shook his head sighing at her behavior.``I’m making sure you don’t nearly fall again in these pumps, miss y/n.” She just giggled more at him putting emphasis on the nickname he had for her.

Once her heels were on the floor he sat across her in a spare chair he had. It was honestly a shock to see her so free, he’s seen her be funny but never giggling and so bold. He just looked at her as she snickered and kicked her free feet and brushed a hand through his hair.”Just what am I gonna do with you huh?” He half joked but her drunk mind took it seriously.”Whatever you want ryo,’m all yours for the night!” He almost wanted to entertain the idea but shook his head, he would never take advantage of her like that when she was vulnerable like this.

“I couldn’t, y/n. I’m your work partner, remember?” She just let out a big sigh of air getting up, still wobbling.``Who even caresssss ‘bout that stupid work code shit anymore ryo? Jus’ want you..” that makes him sigh and look away." You're drunk y/n, let’s have this talk tomorrow.” She just shook her head, still standing and wobbling.”noooo! I want you ryooo. I want you every moment I see ya, can’t even go without turning into a slush when ‘m around you..”

He grips the arm of his cheer and gets up. He didn’t wanna have this conversation with her now, he wanted her to have a clear mind to say this and express his feelings back. ”how about you just sober up, yes? And we’ll speak about this tomorrow?” She just huffed trying to walk further but falling onto him. He sighed knowing he’d be the one driving her home tonight

The next morning was awkward for the two. Y/n was still hungover from last night but appearing work ready. Last night was an embarrassing blur for her, she remembered bits of her partying, inside sukuna’s office and nearly confessing her feelings for him. When she entered the club she immediately wanted to head up and apologize. Before toji or anyone else could even greet her she was heading upstairs and straight to his office. She banged on his door to which he responded.”whoever is banging so damn loud, enter.” She rushed into the office immediately with sukuna being concerned.”Ah, y/n.”

Her mouth was moving faster than her brain as she spoke.”I’m sorry about last night sukuna, I don’t know if my stupid ass drunk mouth will make our relationship even more confusing but if it does! Let’s just move past this. I don’t want our friendship to blunder so let’s just—“ he hushed her, getting up and looking out his shades momentarily and rubbing his nose with his thumb.

“Really, I’m the sorry one y/n. I completely tried ignoring your feelings last night when, funny enough, I felt the same.” That immediately shut her up with her standing straight while he walked towards her, every step he took she watched.”d-do you now?” there was a slight stutter in her talk as he nodded and was now facing her head to head.”so silly isn’t it? I tried denying this,just… burying my head into my work and even trying to avoid you but I can’t you know why?”

She gulped, staying silent and looking up at him.”because you plague my mind y/n, my every waking thought is you. This little thing of trying to keep a working relationship didn’t work in the slightest either, just seeing you and not being able to have you kills me inside. And I know this is killing you also.” He put a hand on her shoulder needing confirmation. She swallowed and nodded looking at him eye to eye.”I wanna start something sukuna I do but, what about the obvious working relationship?“ he scoffed.”you said it with your own drunk words last night, it’s bullshit. And a drunk words is always the truth coming out. If they dare to question, to hell with them.” And he did mean that literally.

The then relationship she started to have with club owner!sukuna began to blossom nicely. It made y/n so giddy and more flustered now, it was everything they were used to doing with each other but now everything was so intense. Him usually sleeping on her bed fully clothed in a suit now turned to him half naked in briefs in her bed with her cuddled against him.

Them having their usual talks at a club table turned into them having talks in his office which turned into her on his desk with him still sitting in his office chair looking at her sitting there and putting his hands on her waist to lead her into sharing a kiss with him.

Their usual marketing meetings were now awkward for the whole staff. It was refreshing for all of them to see the two finally together but it was suffocating. The way she would giggle a bit when he picked up a pen she dropped in the middle of it made the trio of toji, gojo and geto wanna tear their ears and eyes off.

Overall, they were a happy couple.

[vera-king-hrfl]

Heat of the Night part 7

Collab with @crowwolf ily bby!

The rugby game was supposed to be in this part, but we took a minute to research because I know fckall about that sport, so I waffled for about 2500 words. Next time! 😅

CW: homophobic slurs, mild violence, attempted assault.

A few nights later, Cal is at Creature Comforts, a bar designed to cater to those with alternative ancestry, with some friends, playing darts, drinking beer and chatting. Cal is currently tossing against Max, a half-orc who plays rugby as well, for a team in the Outer City. The young tiefling is losing. Badly. 

"What are you doing, Cal? I'm gonna take your whole week's pay if you keep throwing like that." Max goes to pluck the darts from the target, none of which had struck anywhere near the center. 

Cal forks over a few coins, shaking his head with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, Max. I'm a little distracted this week. Besides, it's not like I could beat you anyway. I'll just sit the next few out."

The huge green man, who towers over everyone in the place except for Cal and Dammon, is surprisingly soft-spoken for his rather fearsome appearance, his deep, gruff voice a pleasant rumble that cuts through the raucous din. "That’s alright, kid. I'll let you off the hook. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

Cal walks to the bar with Max to get another drink, then leans against it, sipping from the bottle, and shrugs. "Nothing dire, really. I just met someone."

The big man grins, showing teeth that put Cal's fangs to shame. "So. Too late for us, then?" 

The tiefling chokes, then wipes his chin. "Us? I... um... I didn’t know you felt that way..."

Max laughs with a hearty gusto that makes Cal relax a little and shake his head. "Just messing with you Cal; you're not my type. Besides, we'd just break the bed. You've gotten bigger in the past few years."

"Yeah, sideways, maybe." The tiefling snorts and pats his own belly, looking pointedly at Max's rock hard chest and stomach. 

Max chuckles again. "You could always come work out with us at the yard; I'll get you into shape in no time. But I don't think you need it. I bet your boyfriend loves the fluff."

Cal grins, blushing a little. "Yeah he seems to. But he's not my boyfriend yet; we've only been on two dates."

"Dates? Wow, I haven't been on one of those in decades. I just find a nice lady with a fat ass and ask if she wants me to jiggle it for her. Works more often than you'd think, as long as she doesn't run screaming when I walk in the room." He nods at someone across the room and slaps Cal on the shoulder, making him grunt and stagger a bit. "Talk to you later, Cal. Looks like Darys wants to be humiliated. Take it easy, kid."

"Yeah you too, Max." Cal stays where he is for a few more minutes, then approaches a table where Dammon and some other men are trading bawdy stories. "Hey Dammon, can I talk to you for a second?"

The handsome blond tiefling nods and rises, following Cal to a marginally quieter corner. "Sure, Cal. What's up?"

"Do you think... would it be weird if I invited the guy I'm seeing to our game this weekend?"

Dammon raises an eyebrow, his blue eyes sparkling with interest. "I didn't know you were dating anyone, but yeah, you can invite him. We're playing the Rivington Roeths; Max's team. Those guys are all pretty cool. What's he look like, so I can make sure he gets a good seat?"

Cal blushes a bit. "Oh, well... he has black skin and white hair, about yea high." Cal holds his hand at the level of his chin. 

"I see..." Dammon’s grin makes Cal blush a bit deeper red, but he's smiling too. "What’s his name?"

"Ryldinn."

"Hmmm dabbling in the dark, are we? Not that I blame you; most of those drow are kinda kinky." The paler tiefling winks conspiratorially. "Ask me how I know." Dammon’s attitude is infectious, and Cal ends up laughing with him.

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard that you like to visit the Caress."

Dammon chuckles, then sighs dreamily, closing his eyes for a second. "Mmm yeah, you haven't lived until you've been tied up by the twins. But anyway, sure, that's no problem. I'll have them comp two seats so you can sit with him during breaks if you want. Just have him say that Dammon has it covered. Can't wait to meet him. You hanging around for a while? Shop's closed tomorrow."

"Nah, been a long day. Besides, I lost all my beer money to Max already. It’s nice out so I'm just going to walk home."

"Alright, Cal. Get some rest. The Roeths go hard."

Cal grins. "I know. But I need to win back some money. I bet Max I could stop a drive."

Dammon whistles softly. "Bold. Well, lemme know if you need a loan later, alright?" They hug, briefly, and Cal lets himself out onto the street, pulling out his comm and staring at it for a second. He doesn’t want to bother Ryldinn if the drow is busy, so he settles for a written message. 

Thinking about you. 

He grins, cursing himself for a fool with a crush, and slips the device back into his pocket before beginning his walk home. It's shortly after ninth bell and the streets are sparsely populated in this neighborhood, with only a few people out walking dogs, strolling, coming home from work. It's quiet. Peaceful. 

Right up until it's not. 

"Hey there, cutie, what's up?" The loud, intoxicated sounding voice is coming from an alley to Cal's left as he walks past, and at first, he just ignores it, concentrating on his own thoughts. 

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Guys, come look what I found."

The note of hostility gives Cal pause, and he backs up a little to look down the alley. The voices seem to be coming from one street over, the speaker out of sight for the moment. The tiefling hesitates, then another babble of voices joins the first and he starts moving down through the darkness between the buildings. 

"Awww what have we here? Look at this pretty little faggot!"

"Hey, stick around, beautiful. Whatcha got in the bag?"

A pause, the response inaudible to Cal at this distance. 

"What if I don’t wanna let go of you? You gonna do something to me?"

"I think he wants to suck your dick, Barret."

"That right? You wanna suck my dick, fairy? Come over here. Maybe if you do it good I'll let you go."

Suddenly, three human men appear, dragging someone smaller into the alley, and Cal speeds up in time to see a petite man with white hair being shoved against the wall and pinned by the biggest of his attackers. Thick fingers grip the smooth dark face, and the man lowers his head. "Come on, princess. Gimme a little kiss."

"Hey!" The men turn at the shout, the big one releasing Ryldinn for a moment as Cal draws near. The drow tries to extricate himself but his ponytail is snatched by one of the others and he's pulled back as the leader addresses first his captive, then Cal. 

"I didn't say you could go." He lifts his chin and squares his shoulders. "This isn't your business, buddy. Move along."

"I'm making it my business. The fuck are you doing? Let him go."

The guy, a big man with overly processed blond hair and acne scars, who Cal assumes is Barret, steps closer. "Hold him, guys," he says, glancing back before crossing his arms and sneering at Cal. "What’s it to you, foulblood? You sweet on this little piece?"

One of his companions, a skinny guy with a prominent nose, snickers. "Maybe he's a queer too. You a queer, hellspawn?"

Cal smiles, baring his fangs. "Yeah I am. Got a problem with that?"

Barret steps closer, but the skinny one seems to have second thoughts and catches at his arm. He's whispering, but Cal's big ears catch it. "Hey man, you sure about this? He's a tiefling."

Barret snorts. "He's a fag, how tough could he be? Just keep that one here and I'll deal with him. You looking for a fight, cocksucker?"

Cal tilts his head until his neck cracks rather loudly. "Unless you want to let him go, then yeah. One for one. You can have the first punch. But I promise you don't want it."

Barett chuckles and glances back at his friends, briefly. There's a brief glimmer of hesitation in his eyes, but he obviously doesn't want to lose face in front of his minions, so he steps to Cal and raises his fists. "You got this coming, devil." The tiefling doesn’t bother trying to dodge. Barret is strong for a human, and his hit connects smack on Cal's jaw, but his heavy facial bones absorb the impact and he's barely moved. He lifts his hand, rubbing at his jaw and grinning. "My turn."

The "oh shit" is visible in Barret's expression now, but to his credit, he doesn't try to escape. Cal doesn't even bother hitting the guy, just lashes out, taking hold of the guy's head and shoving. The big human goes flying, careening across the alley and colliding into the brick wall with a loud smack, then tumbling onto his back, lying there groaning and holding his head. 

Cal turns to the others. "Next?"

"Uh..." The other two, Skinny and a chunky shorter man, look at each other for a moment, then Ryldinn is released and walks quickly to Cal, standing somewhat behind the bigger man. "Yeah, alright, you can have him. We're going. Come on, Barret, let's get you some ice." They help the man to his feet and the three of them stagger down the alley in the direction from which the tiefling had come. Cal watches them until they're out of sight, then turns to the drow, who seems to be a little shaky.

Cal reaches out and gently takes his arms, looking him over. The smaller man is dressed professionally tonight, tailored slacks and a snug waistcoat over a crisp blue linen shirt, his hair escaping from a neat tail at the back of his neck. There's a bulky messenger bag depending from one shoulder. "You alright, Ryldinn?"

The drow smiles a little, then steps forward into Cal’s arms and nods. "I am fine, Cal, just a little shaken. Thank the gods you showed up. What are you doing here?" He pulls back, and Cal cups his cheek with a smile. 

"I'm on my way home. Wanted to walk. Come on, let's get back to the street. How about you? This isn't really a safe neighborhood."

They emerge back onto the sidewalk on Ryldinn’s side of the street, and the drow starts fixing his hair and smoothing his clothes while he answers. "I am here for work. A few books I needed were being offered by a widow selling off her late husband's things. I suppose she is lonely; I spent longer than I intended having tea and talking with her. I live not far from here; I wasn’t expecting trouble." He reaches up to touch Cal's jaw, gently. "I'm sorry that man struck you. Does it hurt?"

Cal chuckles. "Not really. I'm tougher than I look. Dense bones. Don't worry about me; I asked for it. Can I walk you home? It would make me feel better."

Ryldinn smiles brightly, his little kitten teeth sparkling in the street lights. "I think it would make me feel better too. Thank you, Cal."

The tiefling smiles back and takes the slender dark fingers, kissing them briefly before resuming in the direction Ryldinn indicates. "I don't know if you got my message earlier, but I wanted to tell you. We have a night game tomorrow against Rivington, and you said you were interested... so if you're not busy..."

The drow squeezes his hand. "I would love to. This is my final task this week, so I should be free for a couple of days." He sounds a little nervous for a moment. "What kind of people go to games like that?"

"Oh, all kinds. But don’t worry about anything, alright? Most of them know about me; they won't give you any trouble. Just mention Dammon at the gate and they'll have seats for you."

"He is a member of your team?"

"Yep. He's the captain. He's also my boss; owns the shop I work at. He's a tiefling too. Really nice guy, known him since I was a kid. I think you'll like him."

"I'm sure I will, if he's anything like you. Turn here."

They cross another street and are suddenly in a much more gentrified, but far from wealthy neighborhood, with cute little shuttered shops and cafes. "This is nice," Cal says, looking around. "How long have you lived here?"

"Oh, around ten years now. I stayed with a friend until my Common was good enough to be on my own. The people here are nice and tend to keep out the intolerant."

"So you live alone now?"

"Mhm. I enjoy my privacy. The friend was Astarion, if you can imagine. It was a little chaotic. He still drops in now and again to irritate me, but I spend much time alone."

Cal grins. "I guess that guy could be an annoying roommate. I live with my sister. She's a pain sometimes too, but it's not bad. We're both out a lot." Ryldinn slows before a charming three-storey building and turns down the walkway. It's a little darker here; the dense landscaping blocking some of the light from the street and the windows. "This it?" Ryldinn nods. "Alright. I guess I'll get going, if you're sure you're alright."

"I'm fine." Cal nods and turns to go, but Ryldinn tightens his grip, and he pauses. "My hero." He moves closer with that precious little grin, and Cal's breath catches at the invitation there. "Will the knight in shining armor kiss his princess goodnight?"

Cal swallows, "Oh, absolutely," then wraps Ryldinn in his arms and presses his lips to the tender mouth. The kiss is chaste at first, but then Ryldinn moans softly and parts his lips, and Cal can't help himself. He pulls the drow closer, up against him, and probes with his tongue. Ryldinn meets him, sealing his mouth to Cal's and letting their tongues slide together. The drow inhales sharply at the feeling, sliding his hands up Cal's chest and around his neck, pressing his tight little body to Cal and bringing one leg up to curl around one of Cal’s. It feels incredible, and Cal risks wrapping his tail around the firm thigh, drawing another little whimper from the trembling drow. A small hand drifts down his chest and stomach, slides over the covered crest on his hip, then wraps gently around his tail where it rests against his leg, and this time it's the tiefling who groans quietly. Ryldinn’s mouth is sweet, soft and a little shy, his kiss unpracticed, almost clumsy against Cal’s lips, as if this is something he hasn’t done frequently or recently, but he's certainly enjoying it as well, from what Cal can detect. He kisses the lovely man for a few minutes, but then has to pull away before embarrassing himself. He blows out a breath, chuckles, and kisses Ryldinn on the forehead before pulling him in for a hug.

"That was amazing, sweetheart. Thank you."

Ryldinn giggles softly into his chest. "You’re telling me? I've never kissed anyone with a forked tongue before." He looks up, still breathing a bit rapidly. "You'd better go before I drag you upstairs. Are you going to be alright? Your face..."

Cal smiles and cups his cheek again. "I'm fine. Like I said, I'm pretty tough." He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm himself, then chuckles. "And yeah, I'll go, before I'm tempted to let you drag me. I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"

Ryldinn nods. "Tomorrow. Goodnight, Cal."

[lover-de-lettenhove]

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So I'm assuming this is part of the gushing about OCs thing because I'm on mobile and it's hard to go digging through memes, but here we go. Seeing as I am actively writing headcanons for Alchumena (and have already pre-written almost half of them), I will go ahead and go over my bby Elrenie a little more cuz hoo boi am I attached.

So, this girl is actually HALF Aen Elle. Taller than the typical Aen Sidhe woman (unless you're Toruviel 👀), eyes are paler/more vibrant, shape of the ears and cheekbones is just the slightest bit off. And, well, because I wanted to explain how there is this random extradimensional elf in Velen, I used Imlerith and his wonderful propensity for drinking and screwing his way across Velen on Sabbath to do just that.

So yeah. Elrenie is Imlerith's spawn. Does she know this? No. Will she ever know this? Idefk. There is a lot of her that is still developing, and I am SUPER EXCITED to develop her further through RP. I will say though that for those characters who have met him, they'll see quite a resemblance in certain features of hers. As for her mother, I'm still unsure. Based on my lovely @wandering-gharasham's headcanons, it is possible for a succubus to breed with someone that isn't a succubus, but the end result will not necessarily be another succubus. That being said, since Imlerith typically had himself a nice little harem of succubi on Sabbath, perhaps her mother is a succubus? Again, she's still got some things that need developing.

[choking-on-tae]

BTS Reaction to: You coming home from work extremely frustrated

Request: “eyy bby can i request a reaction from the bts boys for when you come home from work extremely frustrated bc of coworkers ?? please and thank you !!” 

Author’s note: Thank you for calling me bby, that definitely made me blush. Hope this is kind of what you had in mind. Gifs aren’t mine. x     

Seokjin: 

The moment Seokjin heard you drop your bag onto the floor he knew something was up. Usually you wouldn’t let it fall down and just place it on the counter. So he got up and made his way into the hallway, where he saw you rubbing your temples. 

“Everything okay baby?” 

You shook your head as he opened his arms for you. You flashed him a small smile before walking towards him and embracing him tightly. Seokjin rested his chin on your head as he slowly rocked you two back and forth. 

“Long day?” 

“Yeah, my coworkers just suck.” 

Seokjin pressed a kiss against your head as he said, “I know baby, but if you keep working hard you’re gonna get that promotion and you won’t be around them anymore. It will all be okay I promise.” 

Yoongi: 

“What’s it baby?” 

You looked up from where you were sitting on the couch, only to see Yoongi standing in the doorway with a frown on his face. He instantly knew that something was up, that’s why he came over to see you. Usually you always replied with pretty long sentences but this time you only texted back 1 or 2 words, so he knew something was wrong. That’s why he left his studio to make you feel better. Yoongi sat down next to you as he wrapped his arm around your back, trying to make you feel a little more comfortable. 

“Sorry, it’s just that my coworkers are stressing me out. They drop all the work on me and expect me to do it all. I’ve tried to tell them that I can’t do it all alone but they don’t seem to listen.” 

Yoongi nodded his head understandingly as he moved his hand to gently run his fingers through your soft locks. 

“Maybe you can try to talk to your boss about it? She might be able to solve the problem.”  

Hoseok: 

Hoseok felt his heart break at the sight of you looking so stressed. He knew work was tough on you but he didn’t know why. He assumed it was because you just had a lot to do but when he found out it was because of your annoying coworkers he grew concerned. Hoseok knew how important it was to be able to connect with people you’re working with. It just makes it so much nicer and more bearable. Work sucks when the actual work you’ve to do isn’t nice but it’s even worse when you’ve coworkers that are annoying. So he tried to cheer you up. 

“Y/N, I know your work isn’t really going great but maybe we can do something fun to kind of take your mind off of it? Maybe we can go for a nice walk at the beach? Would you like that?” 

A small smile covered your face as you saw him smiling brightly at you. Even though you didn’t want to smile you ended up doing it anyways. That was just the effect Hoseok had on you, and you secretly loved it. 

“I’d like that very much.” 

Namjoon: 

Namjoon knew that your work hadn’t been easy lately and that your coworkers were a pain in the ass, but he didn’t know how much it affected you. Sure he knew that it was stressful but when he saw you at 7 in the morning on a Saturday standing in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee he grew worried. Namjoon knew that you hadn’t been sleeping too well lately but he didn’t realize how bad it was until he saw the bags underneath your eyes. Your skin looked a lot paler and your eyes looked tired. 

“Baby, are you okay?” 

You let out a deep sigh as you shook your head no. Namjoon flashed you a sad smile as he walked up to you and pulled you in for a hug. You tightly wrapped your arms around his middle as you pressed your face against his chest. Namjoon sighed deeply as he held you close. 

“Y/N, I know work has been stressing you out lately and especially your coworkers. This really isn’t healthy baby. Maybe you should try to look for something else? Something that makes you happy perhaps, since that’s what’s most important.” 

Jimin: 

The moment Jimin saw you letting yourself fall onto the couch he let out a small sigh. You looked exhausted and really stressed. So he decided to do something about that. He moved to sit down next to you as he gently pulled you up and started to massage your shoulders. You let out a happy sigh as you threw your head back, making him smile. 

“You feel so tense jagiya, you really need to relax.” 

“I know Jimin but I can’t. My coworkers expect me to do everything for them and I can’t do that. Every time I tell them it’s too much they just laugh at me and say ‘welcome to the real world.’“ 

Jimin frowns as he moves his arms around your middle as he rests his chin on top of your shoulder. 

“They sound awful.” 

You chuckle as you say, “Trust me they are.” 

“Maybe you should talk to your boss about it. They might be able to talk to them.”

Taehyung: 

Taehyung loved you very much and seeing you so stressed really hurt him. He wished he could take some of your stress away, so that’s exactly what he was gonna try to do. He knew talking to you about it would only frustrate you even more, so he decided to settle for a warm bath. Taehyung made his way into the bathroom as he started to run the water. He opened the cupboard and took out a pink bath bomb and threw some soapy flower petals in the water. Once the bath was full he turned the water off and walked back into the living room. Where you were sprawled out across the couch. 

“Y/N, are you coming?” 

You groaned from where you were laying on the couch, making him chuckle. Taehyung gently lifted you up from the couch as he carried you to the bathroom. Your eyes grew wide when you saw the bathtub filled with hot pink water and flower petals. 

“Did you really do that all for me? Taehyung you’re the best! Thank you so much!” 

He smiled brightly at you as he sat you down on the edge of the bath before taking off his shirt. You smiled brightly at him before pulling him down for a kiss. 

“Seriously, thank you Tae this is really sweet.” 

Jungkook: 

Jungkook hated seeing you upset or stressed. So when he realized you were both stressed and upset he got worried. He started to think of something that could make you feel better. Right then he realized that you love anime just as much as he does. So he got his laptop and made his way to the bedroom. Jungkook grabbed a couple of pillows and placed them against the headboard as he grabbed a couple of blankets as well. He quickly started his laptop as he picked a nice anime to watch. 

“Y/N! Can you come here for a sec?” 

You frowned before making your way to the bedroom, where you saw Jungkook laying on the bed, back resting against the comfortable pillows that were pressed up against the headboard as he had his laptop on his lap. 

“What are you doing?” 

He patted the spot next to him as he flashed you his signature bunny smile. 

“Come on, we’re gonna relax a bit. Let’s cuddle while we watch something nice.” 

[clowdydrecms]

anywho there’s a rant incoming feel free to ignore it. 

tldr; my boyfriends friends are shitty and selfish and tbh i selfless as fuck and idk how to deal with that shit so it’s fuck you for life.

anywho so i’m moving in with my bae right annnd for a few months we’re gonna be in our own spot but when the school year rolls around again we’re moving in with these two roommate we’re gonna call them blue & binkie for the sake of this story. OKAY so blue is this transman who’s native ( pero paler than all fuck and overcompensates for this a looooot ) who grew up real poor in the streets of seattle and binkie is a child of a rich white doctor ( hOWever binkie is not white they’re latinx, native and white ) now binkie and blue are my baby’s best friends in the entire world but here’s the sitch I HATE THEM. binkie has this air of “oh i have money so i can do whatever i want...oh you’re poor and can’t go to this fancy smancy restraunt? well..............sucks ig.” and then there’s blue who should be my nigga right? we’re both lil hoodlums from seattle, we’re both poc and they’re trans and i’m gender non conforming but the thing with that kid is like he goes back and forth between being intrugied & fascinated by black culture ( i.e he loves yg, streetwear, has legit put bantu knots in his hair etc ) and then will switch it up and look down his nose at black people AND ESPECIALLY POOR BLACK PEOPLE. so enter me, the poor, black kid who for a while thought they were cis & i’m dating a wealthy black human and so our dynamic is v similar to that of B&B pero...not bc i don’t ever ask my bean for money, nor do i ever assume that they’ll give it to me nor do i ever, ever, ever, ever EVEEEER assume that they can just get more money from their wealthy family. so i will straight up tell them, i can’t afford that and they just get all awk and uncomfy bc they’re the wealthy ppl who don’t like to share things so like we’ll buy you food...from wendys not a sit down restaurant. 

the reason i can not and will not EVER let this shit go - i’m gonna back up so y’all get a bit of backstory, it’s my bbs birthday weekend and we’re going down to a concert to see my bitch SZA and Kendrick and all them and we stayed the night at my cousin’s house, now i will admit that my cousin is a bit of a hoodrat but she is a product of her environment. so fast fowarding, we spent the night talking with my cousin, smoking weed, watching ratchet reality tv and kiking. tell me why as i’m getting dressed for the concert my bby and blue go upstairs and that nigga had the nerve to say some shit along the lines of like of course tink just disappears when y’all get into it she watches things like lhh. he dead ass tried to say that my communication style was a reaction to tHE TV THAT I WATCH!!! then just to top it all off he tacks on that my aggression must be a result of the tv and music i consume as if i just listened to more bach instead of tupac my life would b A-Ok.  ‘nd fucking blue is just so stingy like he has 0 problems asking for things but if you ask him for something he dOES THE BARE FUCKING MIN. legit, i spent all my money to get us 80+ mi to this concert and he & binkie didn’t even put enough gas in my car to get us back there, yet they had money to get drunk, buy merch, pay for a hotel and save 1k but 40 dollars for gas naaaah fam here’s 10 good luck. THEN during the concert while ‘m having anxiety, crying, freaking out and my bb is missing out on shit trying to keep me calm him and binkie are just CHILLIN. and the reason this pisses me off is because my boyfriend paid for ALL of us to be their for his birthday and they made the entire weekend about them ! how is it that he can spend 4k on tickets and y’all spend a couple hundred on a hotel and that’s an even exchange, y’all can’t dip a little early bc CLEARLY IM STRESSING THE FUCKING FUCK OUT AND NEED TO LEAVE but you just haaaave to stay. how is it that if binkie is stressing i have to stop what i’m doing and help them, i can’t even type out how many times i’ve had to captain save a hoe to make sure that binkie would be ok. 

i’m not mad at binkie tbh i don’t mind them i just...can’t be around them. they’re the kind of person that’s constantly anxious & HATES going anywhere, doing anything or seeing anyone who isn’t their partner. i wouldn’t mind this if that didn’t mean that we’d be sitting in my car for...hours AND DID I EVER TACK ON THE FACT THAT BLUE ALSO HAS A CAR YET WE SOMEHOW MANAGE TO ALWAYS DRIVE AROUND IN MY CAR??? EVEN WHEN I WANS’T WORKING AND HAD NOOOO MONEY WE WERE ALWAYS DRIVING MY CAR AND WASN’T NOBODY PUTTING GAS IN THAT BITCH EXCEPT ME! SO TF!!! I JUST GAH LIKE GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH THESE DOUBLE STANDARDS ANDFUCKED UP EXPECTATIONS AND I JUST LIKE AL;SKDFJALKSJF. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS WITH SOMEONE WHEN YOU LEGIT ONLY THINK OF YOURSELF & YOUR PARTNER??? LIT ANYONE WHO KNOWS ME KNOWS HOW SELFLESS I AM, I’VE GIVEN THE LAST MONEY I HAD TO MY FRIENDS WHO WERE IN TROUBLE. I GO OUT OF MY WAY TO HELP PEOPLE AND WHEN THAT ENERGY ISN’T RETURNED IT’S FUCK YOU FOR LIFE.