#thank u for being so honest tho <3

[ruanais]

rua i really dont mean to be rude.. but the theme.. is not.. its just not..

:(

《still gonna end this on a nice note so have a griseo wrapped in a blanket burrito 》

[inkykeiji]

Do you have any thoughts on Kaeya, Clari??

i do!!!! i love him hehehehe i think he’s really cute n really funny, i love his banter and his jokes, and my favourite voice line of his is lonely? me? not with someone here nagging me all the time, that’s for sure ahahaha <333 i find his dichotomy of being charming and suave and witty vs his penchant for poking at and provoking others just to see how they react extremely interesting and i think there’s a lot more to him than meets the eye. he seems quite layered and complex!! and u know i love a man with an attitude problem and a knack for manipulating others into doing exactly what he wants <3

​with all that being said, there’s still so much i have to learn about kaeya. i feel like i merely know the bare minimum/basics and hardly scratch the surface of his character, but he’s definitely very attractive and very intriguing to me!!

[explorevenus]

something permanent, pt. 3 ♡ yandere!leon kennedy x reader

nsfw (18+) - minors ! u know the drill! dni or i will call ur mom

find part 1 here ♡

find part 2 here ♡

find part 4 here ♡

reminder: this is a dark fic, if any of the following bothers/triggers you, do not read: yandere!leon, kidnapping, manipulation, corruption/training, forced daddy kink, forced breeding, noncon, stockholm syndrome

word count - 6.9k (nice)

description -  despite every alarm bell going off within her, darling attempts an escape. leon does not take kindly to it, and darling grapples with conflicting emotions. oh, and, those six weeks are up.

description/tags -  yandere!leon kennedy, dark!leon kennedy, fem/afab!reader, pet names (doll, princess, sweetheart, etc.), forced daddy kink, forced breeding, gaslighting if u squint, degradation, isolation, stockholm syndrome, noncon (kind of dubcon tho if we’re being honest), reader gets restrained, leon is honestly rly mean in this one for a min but he gets better i promise, reader is traumatized, fingering, oral (f receiving), praise kink, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

a/n - first of all. THANK U FOR 700 FOLLOWERS. WHAT. THAT’S INSANE. i’m so glad everyone is liking this series and wants to see it continue-- the engagement has been so inspiring and i don’t think i’ve made this much quick progress with my writing in like. months. so thank u ;w; ♡ that being said, as always, my ask box is always open for discussion on this series, i love hearing everyone’s ideas/thoughts/interpretations ♡

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fic below the cut !! thanks so much for reading and i hope u enjoy ♡

- venus ♡

As soon as you heard the front door shut behind him, you switched back to the news channel just to see the faces of your loved ones, if anything else. They took turns speaking of how much they missed you, how worried they were, what they wouldn't give just to know you're unharmed. You could hardly imagine what they must be thinking. They probably thought you were already dead. Perhaps you may as well have been.

The newscaster droned on about different ways to reach out with any information on your whereabouts and how to support your loved ones as they work to locate you. You wondered if Leon already knew about your friends and family telling your story to the media. With their contact information out there now, you found yourself worrying more about their safety than yours.

Eventually that portion of the broadcast came to an end and transitioned to coverage about a local event you couldn't care less about. You turned the TV off, laying flat on your back on the bed to stare up at the ceiling in silence. What were you supposed to do?

Sadly, the answer wasn't simple-- if you tried and failed to escape, you would be putting yourself in danger by landing yourself back out of Leon's good graces. If you tried and succeeded, you would potentially be putting the heat on your loved ones, whose homes would inevitably be the first place he'd look after your own. You weren't sure he'd be as forgiving with them as he would be with you. After all, he loathed the idea of hurting you... physically. He didn't seem to care much about the mental aspect.

Your heart was pounding against your ribcage with anxiety. The room was beginning to feel as if the walls were closing in around you and in that moment, your panic made your decision for you.

You had to at least try.

Chest heaving with panicked breaths, you sprang up from your place on the bed and began tearing through the room in search of something to get the door open with. Your hands were trembling as you ripped your way through every drawer, every shelf in the closet, even beneath the bed. Finding the bedroom void of anything useful, you made your way to the bathroom and administered the same treatment.

Throwing open the cabinet, you nearly cried with joy as your eyes landed on a pair of tweezers. They were a bit high up in the cabinet, so you crawled up on the countertop so you could reach them. You snatched them up, nearly dropping them with how badly your hands were shaking, before rushing back into the bedroom and to the door.

Dropping to your knees, you slotted the flat end of the tweezers into one of the screws on the doorknob. Your weak arms twisted, and after some resistance, the screw began to turn.

"Yes!" You laughed to yourself, dropping the tweezers to the floor in excitement. Quickly, you picked them back up and continued removing the screws from the doorknob.

Once the final one was gone, dropping to the floor beside you, you tugged with all the strength in your body.

Nothing.

Your chest tightened. Trying not to panic even further than you already were, you took a deep breath and gave it another pull and still, nothing. Then you realized the lock itself was the culprit. If you were going to get out this way, you'd have to take the entire door off. If you were going to do that, you'd need something to stand on so you could reach all of the hinges.

Pushing one of the bedside tables over to the door, you climbed atop the wood and put the tweezers to work again.

One hinge off.

Two.

Now you were on your knees, tongue poked out in concentration as you twisted off the final three screws. You felt electric, never having been closer to making it out. The final screw dropped to the floor in front of you and you held your breath as you supported the door with one hand, gently pulling it out of the doorway. It was heavy, your arms shook as you moved it out of the way and propped it up against the wall.

You took a minute to bask in the sight of the hallway before you. The house was dark and vacant. You had nothing but time and solace to figure out the other half of your escape.

You weren't sure where Leon was keeping your shoes-- he insisted you didn't need them anymore since you weren't supposed to be going anywhere-- so you padded your feet with two thick pairs of socks, slipped a plain black hoodie on over your sweater and bolted down the hallway. You nearly slipped descending the stairs, catching yourself by the wall in the nick of time, heading straight for the sliding glass door. 

Shockingly, you didn't even have to take that one out of its mechanism, let alone break it-- the lock lever was right there in front of you. You almost didn't take the opportunity, worried that it was suspiciously too easy, but at the same time it would be a shame to pass something like that up. Shakily, you flipped the lever, heartbeat slamming in your ears at the clean sound of the click, and as you slid the door open in front of you, you were so relieved you nearly vomited.

Warily, you stepped one foot out into the backyard, and then another. The sun felt incredible. There was a slight breeze going that carried some of the heat off of your skin. You hadn't realized how much you missed the smell of car exhaust and fragrant spring trees until this exact moment.

Now, if you could just find your way to a main road, you could properly discern where in the city you were and therefore, how far you were from your apartment.

Little did you know you were correct in assuming your escape, despite the effort, was far too easy to be real. Through his work for the government-- which you knew nothing about-- Leon knew a thing or two about surveillance. How else would he be able to keep tabs on the search for his "missing" darling and make sure those pesky little posters with your face on them stayed in the trash where they belonged?

He was halfway through typing up a report in his office when his phone pinged with a notification.

Motion alert: Movement detected at back door

Leon stiffened, opening the notification to be met with the image of his nightmares-- live camera footage of his darling, dressed in all black, attempting to climb the tall wooden fence in the backyard.

He was quick to abandon the task at hand-- mission reports were not nearly as important to him as you were-- and he wasted no time grabbing his keys and storming out of his office. Leon made a quick comment to one of his coworkers that there was an emergency requiring his attention and he needed to leave before rushing toward the parking garage with large strides. 

Now it was his heart hammering away in his ears. He couldn't stand the thought of making it home too late to stop you. He couldn't stand the thought of you hurting yourself climbing the fence. More than anything, he couldn't grasp why you would do this. You had been so sweet to him lately and he was sure you were finally coming out of your shell and accepting the fact that the two of you were made for each other, that you were made for him and him only. 

But you hadn't. You were lying to him each and every day. It was this realization that halted his sadness in its tracks and filled him with a level of white-hot anger he hadn't experienced in a long, long time.

Leon broke every speed limit imaginable on his way back to the house. It was a negligent price to pay to ensure you stayed where you were meant to. His hardened eyes switched constantly between the security camera footage and the road in front of him, any regard for the safety of himself or others gone with the wind. He watched as you came back outside with a dining room chair to place in front of the fence. All he could see was red.

He came tearing down the street, barely giving the car enough time to come to a complete stop as he threw it in park, yanked the keys out of the ignition and exited in nearly one motion.

Your heart sank into your stomach at the sound of a car door slamming shut. You froze in your tracks.

It's just the neighbors. It's just the neighbors. It's just the neighbors, you tried reassuring yourself, planting the dining room chair in the squishy grass right up against the fence.

But then you heard the unmistakable sound of the front door swinging open so hard it banged into the wall.

Oh god. Oh fuck.

Hurriedly, you climbed atop the dining room chair, knees wobbling, trying so hard to convince yourself you were just imagining the heavy, nearing footsteps behind you. Body numb with adrenaline, you gripped the top of the fence and hoisted yourself up, planting one foot against the rough wood to help push yourself up and over when a strong hand closed around your other ankle with a vice grip, yanking you down from where you stood.

You screamed as you fell to the cold, hard ground, hoping someone would hear you, but Leon was quick to scoop you up against his chest and clamp his hand over your mouth.

"Where do you think you're going, doll?" He asked, not one bit of sympathy in his tone. He was squeezing your body so tightly in his arms that it genuinely hurt. You almost worried he would crush your bones.

You were thrashing in his hold, kicking your legs out wildly in a futile attempt to throw him off his balance, but you knew it was useless. You wanted to answer him, to tell him some stupid lie about how you just wanted some fresh air, but there was no point now, not that you even could given his hand was over your mouth. He was already angry with you, the angriest he'd ever been in fact, and to that point you had no idea what you were in for.

Leon dragged you back into the house, not even reacting to the way you struggled in his arms, and as he stepped through the doorway you couldn't help but wish you'd savored the time spent outdoors a little more, because there was no way he was ever going to give you that chance again.

He released his hold on your mouth to reach for something you couldn't see-- you were less concerned about whatever it was than you were about saving your own ass.

"I-I'm sorry, daddy, I'm so sorry--"

He scoffed. "No, you're not," Leon replied coldly, tone laced not just with anger but with hurt. "Y'know, sweetheart, I thought we had something really special. Did you not promise to behave yourself for me this morning? You were acting so strange, I knew you were up to something, and still, I found it within myself to trust your word that you would do right by me. Yet, here we are."

You wailed, gasping for breath, "I-I know, daddy, I'm sorry, I swear, I'm so sorry-"

He simply covered up your mouth again as he began to ascend the stairs, freezing in his tracks as he looked down the hallway to see his bedroom door off its hinges. Leon's muscles stiffened, cranking even tighter around you-- you could hardly breathe.

"Just look at what a mess you made, you ungrateful brat," He spoke through his teeth, shaking with fury. "Did it ever cross your empty little brain that I keep you here for your own good? That I might be protecting you from all the awful, evil people of this world who just want to hurt you? God, if you're going to keep acting like an animal, I should really start keeping you on a leash."

There was little time to dwell on the plentiful irony within that statement. He continued to charge down the hallway, tossing you unceremoniously onto the bed as soon as he set foot into the wrecked bedroom. You tried to scramble away from him and back toward the door, but he wasn't having it-- now acutely aware of your inclination to escape, he simply snatched up your wrists in one hand and pinned you back down to the bed.

He pulled something from his back pocket, and you weren't sure what it was at first until you felt cool metal against your wrists and heard an unmistakable click. You froze in horror, looking up just in time to watch him finish fastening your handcuffs and locking you to the bedframe.

"D-Daddy please, please don't do this, I-I'm sorry--"

Enraged, he punched the wall right above your head to silence you and you could have sworn you heard it crack.

"No, you're not, but you will be," He nearly growled, taking a step back so he could gesture to the state of the room. "If I had known you were going to destroy our home and rip a door off just to do the one thing I asked you not to do, I would have tied you to this bed a long fucking time ago. Do you even hear me when I speak to you?"

You were crying so hard you couldn't see, knees drawn up to your chest as the cold metal cuffs bit into your skin.

"Answer me!" Leon demanded.

"Y-Yes, I hear you, I-I'm so--"

"Sorry?" He finished your sentence in a mocking tone. "Bullshit. This requires far more than an apology and you know it, don't you princess? That's why you're so scared. Brave enough to break the rules but too afraid to face the consequences... It's pathetic, really."

Your lip quivered as you tried and failed to control your breathing. You couldn't stop thinking about what he'd said earlier, about making you sorry. You couldn't possibly imagine what he meant by that.

The more you thought about it, the more you became frustrated-- in a dizzyingly short amount of time that frustration began clouding over your distress. You weren't sure how much longer you could put up with this before he'd break you. Pleading with him didn't work, begging for his forgiveness didn't work, and hell, playing by his rules didn't always work either. Suddenly you were no longer crying because you were scared, you were crying because you were pissed.

"You wanna talk about what's pathetic, Leon?" You shouted through your tears, glaring straight up at him, speaking his name with the highest volume of venom you could muster. "You're just a fucking loser who couldn't land a girlfriend like a normal person, and you're taking it out on me. If you have to shackle me to your bed just to get me to stay with you, it's not too hard to see why no one else ever wanted you."

You could see his jaw clench. Leon leaned down to your level, faces so close together you could feel the heat of his heavy breaths as he gripped your chin harshly, forcing you to remain at attention.

"I know what you watched on the news this morning," He said, voice so low with anger it might have chilled you to the bone if you weren't so completely fuming. "This is why I keep you here, sweetheart, because those horrible people just say whatever they can to get into your head and turn you against me when all I've ever done is protect you. They must be so miserable."

Now it was your jaw clenching. You almost laughed.

"It took a lot less than that newscast to turn me against you," You scoffed, trying to ignore how sore your arms were already becoming from being tied up above your head. "You took me away from everything I've ever known, stripped me of my identity and my freedom just so you could live out your delusional fantasy. You're sick in the head, Leon, and I don't want to play your game anymore. You don't need me and you sure as hell don't need a family, you need to be in prison. You need professional fucking help."

He... grinned?

He grinned.

His eyes hardened over in a way you'd never seen before and although you resisted showing it, it made you so nervous you could have puked right then and there.

"That's where you're wrong, baby," He bit back condescendingly. "I don't need you telling me what I need when you're the one who's been led so far astray. It's not me that needs saving, it's you, and I have every intention of filling up that pretty little head of yours with what's right, what's real. One of these days, you'll be thanking me."

Your rage consumed you completely-- in a split second decision, you spat in his face, speaking through gritted teeth, "Fuck you."

Ever so slowly, he raised a hand to his face to wipe off the saliva, not breaking eye contact with you for a second. He collected your spit on his fingers, staring you down in silence for a moment as if he were expecting you to backtrack and apologize, but you didn't. 

"You don't mean that," He spoke as he pried your mouth open with the hand that held your jaw and shoved his spit-soaked fingers inside. "Poor, dumb little baby. You don't even know what you're saying anymore, and I'm the delusional one?"

You tried to bite his fingers but his hold on your jaw was strong.

"No biting," Leon demanded. "Try it again and I'll pry every last tooth out of your bratty mouth."

Well... you couldn't tell if he was being serious or not, but you decided you'd rather not test him. All you could bring yourself to do was reminisce about how nice the sunshine felt on your cheeks, how pleasant the breeze felt in your hair, the rough wooden fence on your soft palms as he held his fingers in your mouth until you'd adequately sucked them clean, swallowing hesitantly. Only then did he withdraw from you, hands shaking in manic fury as he pulled up the calendar on his phone and shoved it in your face, showing you an event he had entered that was coming up in three days.

It was simply marked, six weeks.

You couldn't help it-- you shuddered, trying as you might to will yourself to just keep thinking about the sun and the breeze and that fence, all so painfully close but so far away.

You couldn't sleep.

You laid wide awake, arms still bound to the bedframe by the metal cuffs that were biting into your wrists, staring at what you could only assume was the ceiling as the lights were off and Leon was asleep beside you. He'd only let you out of your restraints to use the bathroom, after which he'd force you right back into place, locked up tight every time.

It was the night before the big day, the six week mark. Leon hadn't returned to work since you'd attempted your escape and you could only imagine what excuse he'd pulled to get out of it. He did mention he held a good amount of power in his workplace, so you were certain none of his subordinates felt any reason to question his word anyway.

He'd removed anything even remotely capable of being used to hurt yourself or facilitating your escape from the room. No TV, no tweezers, no razors, no belts, no medicine in the cabinets. He'd put safety covers on all of the outlets and replaced the digital alarm clock with an analog one-- no radio, either. If your family was still out there pleading for answers, you would have no way of knowing.

Exactly as he'd planned.

The worst part-- which you never thought you'd catch yourself thinking-- was that he was practically ignoring you. He'd hardly said a word to you or looked in your direction since you'd tried to escape. He would pipe up every now and then in select situations, seemingly only to scold you. You'd tried to get back at him with another hunger strike, which he didn't take kindly to. You'd yelled and kicked at him and begged him to uncuff you, to which he would just grumble that you were being ridiculous and needed to calm down or he'd never let you out until you could prove to him you deserved it. Other than that, silence. Complete and total deafening silence.

Shamefully, you craved his attention. You didn't realize just how nice it felt until he'd withheld it from you entirely.

You nudged his sleeping form with your knee, speaking out in a sweet, sad voice, "Daddy?"

Leon shuffled a bit beside you, putting a hand on your knee to stop your prodding. "What?" He asked, voice gravelly with sleep.

"I can't sleep," You whispered.

Despite how wrong you knew it was, you hoped he would feel sorry for you. You hoped he would let you out of your restraints so he could properly pull you into his arms and rub your back until you'd finally slip away into a dream. Part of you hoped he might at least stay awake and talk to you for a while.

But he didn't.

"Count sheep," He dismissed you, rolling over to go back to sleep.

The analog clock ticked.

Now it was Leon shaking you awake.

You groaned, trying (and failing) to bury your head into the pillow while restrained on your back.

"Get up," He said sternly.

"Leon, please, I just fell asleep not that long ago--"

"That's too bad," He yanked at your restraints to shock you into consciousness. "I know what you need to do to regain my trust."

That statement alone was enough to get you to pry your tired eyes open and look at him. Morning light had flooded into the room. He was already dressed and sat at the edge of the bed, looking at you expectantly.

"And what would that be?" You asked.

Leon reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key, unlocking your cuffs. Your arms were dead and fell heavily to the bed on either side of you as you let out a breath of relief-- your limbs throbbed and tingled as the feeling returned. Still, he wasted no time taking ahold of you, pushing a pen into your dominant hand and a notebook into your other.

"You're going to write to your family, and you're going to tell them to quit looking for you."

Your mouth went dry. "W-What? Are you serious?"

"Dead serious," He answered you. "If you want to convince me that you're really trying to get better and behave for me, that's what you need to do."

Sleep deprivation and discomfort left your brain foggy-- you tried to think through what you were going to do, but as much as you wanted to tell him to fuck off, you weren't sure you could stand another length of time being cuffed, and you really weren't sure you could handle him continuing his vow of silence with you. You swallowed thickly.

"O-Okay," The agreement fell from your lips before you could stop it. "That's it?"

He crossed his arms. "It's a start. I need to know you're committed to this, to me."

"And what do I get in return?" You asked.

Leon scoffed. "A sliver of my trust back. Don't get greedy on me, now, princess."

You stared down at the book of blank pages in your lap. You wondered if it was worth it, if they'd believe whatever bullshit you'd churn out on that paper, if they would really give up. If Leon would really start to trust you again.

Finally, you clicked the pen and began writing with your dead, heavy hand.

Hey, it's me. Ever since I left my job, my apartment, everything, I've felt so free. Lonely, sometimes, but free. Please don't make this harder than it needs to be. Maybe some day we'll see each other again, but I need to do what's best for me now. Even if it hurts.

Never think that I don't think about you all the time. Only always do I miss you. This is just a better place for me, where I am now. So don't worry about me. After some time has passed I may write again just to let you know I'm okay. Freedom has never tasted so sweet. Even if it kills me sometimes.

Leave every worry you have about me behind. Every last one. Of course I still love you and I understand how you all must be feeling, but even so, I need you to stop looking for me. Now, please, leave me in peace.

You looked over every last shaky word with pride. You hoped Leon wouldn't read into it too closely as you handed it off to him. It wasn't particularly a cleverly coded message, in fact it was rather rudimentary, but all you could do was hope they would read between the lines and Leon wouldn't.

The first letter of every sentence spelled out your true message: HELPME NOTSAFE LEON

You hoped it would be enough to point them in the right direction, if they even noticed it at all.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Leon asked, folding up the page neatly and tucking it away in his pocket as he quickly reached for the notebook and pen-- he couldn't risk you turning around and hurting yourself with either one of those items. "I'll send this off to them soon, but today is just about us. You know what today is, don't you princess?"

Panicked tingles washed over you. You nodded stiffly. "S-Six weeks," You mumbled.

"That's right," He smiled softly, cupping your cheek. "Such a smart girl. Our kids are going ivy league, I can already feel it."

You flashed him an incredibly weak smile, but said nothing.

"That being said, I think you know what else you need to do to gain my trust back, don't you?" He asked, resting a hand on your thigh, looking down at you with a smug look on his face, like he'd won.

Of course you knew what he wanted, you were just hoping you weren't correct in your assumption.

You shook your head. "What?"

He chuckled pitifully, like he just couldn't begin to imagine how empty your head must be, how easily molded with such a lack of intelligence. It made your skin crawl. Finally, he answered with exactly the words you were terrified of hearing.

"Relax and let me put a baby in you," He said softly. "You know that."

"Right," You nodded, casting your gaze down to your hands, feeling your heart begin to pound-- there was no getting out of this. After what you'd just been through over the past three days, you couldn't bear the idea of making him angrier. The fight left you for now and you shrank into yourself.

His hand traveled a bit further up your thigh, fingertips squishing softly into the meat of your flesh. "You are going to give me a baby, right, doll?" Leon asked, face unreadable, but you weren't stupid, you knew this was a test. He hadn't exactly made a habit of asking you for your opinion on anything.

With a quiet, measured breath, you willed yourself to return his gaze, looking straight into his cobalt eyes as you forced a much more convincing smile than the last one.

"Yeah, of course," You spoke through your teeth. "...Daddy."

Leon visibly softened at that. At the end of the day, it pained him to punish you and he couldn't possibly stay mad at that face. He still felt you had a lot to atone for, but that didn't matter to him in that moment. All he could think about was feeling your cunt wrapped around him again after such a dreary six weeks, pumping you full of his cum until neither of you could take it anymore, until it leaked out of you, until there was no possible way you weren't knocked up.

The blonde shifted on the bed, kissing up the length of your leg until he rested his chin on your hip. "Good answer, princess," He mused. "We're gonna be so happy. I promise. You're gonna be the prettiest mama in the world."

You looked up at the ceiling, body going numb with fear. There was no way you could handle bearing and birthing and raising your captor's child, being tied to him for a minimum of 18 more years, having to explain to a child why mommy isn't allowed outside of the house.

As you pondered your future, Leon was busying himself with your body-- he was already growing hard just feeling your warm, soft skin beneath his hands, breathing in your scent, dragging his lips along your navel just to savor you. He'd so terribly missed experiencing your body this way. As hard as it was for him to hold off, he wanted to make this moment as special for you as it was for him.

With your contraception gone and your wounds healed, this would be his first real try at getting you pregnant, the first real chance his seed might take. Leon could hardly contain his excitement.

His fingertips tickled over your electric skin as he reached for your panties, pulling them slowly down your legs. Parting you by your thighs, he looked at your pussy with stars in his eyes, as if he'd never seen something so beautiful. All you could do was lay there and wait for him to get on with it.

You thought of the sun on your skin. Leon drew a finger up the length of your cunt, settling between your legs so he could bury his face in you, nose bumping your clit softly as he began to lap at your folds. You thought of the breeze in your hair. He gripped your thighs on either side of his head, pressing one down to the bed to pry you further open as his tongue flicked at your jewel, coaxing desire unto you. You thought of the soft grass beneath your socks. He groaned into you with satisfaction, sending vibrations through your lower half. You thought of the sound of birds. Two fingers prodded at your entrance.

Suddenly you stiffened, tears rimming your eyes-- all you could think of was the incident, vivid memories of the throbbing pain and the blood and the look on his face flooding back to you, filling your mind and body with a sour feeling.

You tensed, squirming in his hold.

"D-Daddy," You stuttered. "I-I don't want fingers this time... please."

It took him a second to will himself to pull away from you, looking up at you through his lashes with spit and slick glistening over his reddened lips. "Are you sure, sweetheart? I don't want to hurt you."

You nodded. "It's just... I'm scared."

"Scared of what, baby?" He asked, resting his cheek on your thigh as he continued to idly circle your clit with his thumb.

Your lip quivered, tears leaking from your eyes and dripping down the sides of your face. You looked back up to the ceiling, afraid to show him how rattled you were. "I can't stop thinking about it."

When a few seconds passed and he hadn't moved or answered you, you dared a peek down at him-- at first he looked a bit confused, like he was trying to search his brain for whatever "it" was, and then it dawned on him and his eyes rounded with guilt.

"Oh, sweetheart... no, no, that'll never happen again," He rambled out, voice dripping with concern. "I promise. It's over now, you're all healed up. You're better now, princess."

"I-I know," You said, trying desperately to conceal your tears, bringing a hand up to your mouth to quiet yourself. "I'm just scared. I can't stop thinking about it."

Leon frowned. Your attempts not to alert him that you were crying were in vain, he definitely noticed, and it shattered his heart. He pressed a soft kiss to your clit in place of his thumb. "You just need me to remind you how good it feels, huh? Don't be scared, okay? I've got you. I'm right here."

His words hardly quelled the ice cold fear that ripped through your body like a shockwave. You weren't sure how exactly that was the solution he'd landed on, but you'd given up on trying to understand his way of thinking by now. Whether you meant to or not, your body remained stiff as he resumed his ministrations, tongue dancing over your jewel, fingers pushing deeper and deeper into you, slowly, as if that would make you feel better.

You kept your hand over your mouth to silence your cries, desperately trying to keep a handle on your breathing while every fight or flight response in your body was pounding the alarm. Your eyes screwed shut as he began to drag in and out, pads of his fingers brushing over your sweet spot. You were paralyzed with fear, viscerally uncomfortable, and ashamed that you were enjoying this.

Sucking particularly hard at your puffy clit, Leon delighted in your reaction as you whimpered, completely unbothered by your tears. As far as Leon was concerned, you were in need of a good fuck to set you back on the right path and he had every intention of giving that to you, and more. He was more interested in fucking all that brattiness out of you than anything else.

Your face burned hot with shame and tears as you felt a quick peak rising deep in your stomach, wishing he wasn't so fucking good at this. Everything in you screamed to push him away, but something louder begged you to stay put and relax.

Oddly enough, that "something" had a voice that sounded a lot like Leon.

Unable to hold back anymore, you began to sob as your release gushed over Leon's face and fingers, wishing you would just die while he dragged out your orgasm, praising you quietly.

"That's it, good girl. Good fuckin' girl," He grunted into your pussy, lapping up every last drop of you. "Feels good, doesn't it, baby?"

You couldn't breathe well enough to answer him. Before you could stop yourself, you found your free hand grasping down at him, reaching desperately for his hand. He granted you that with enthusiasm, squeezing your palm lovingly.

"Oh, sweetheart... you're alright. Just breathe for me, pretty girl, I'm right here," Leon cooed, withdrawing his fingers from inside you but again, continuing to toy with your clit just to keep you stimulated and pliant. "You did so good for me. I'm so proud of you."

You clutched his hand like you would die if he let go, all the while he peppered your stomach with kisses as he rose to meet your gaze, pulling your hand away from your mouth so he could plant his lips there. Sighing into his kiss, you tangled your arms around him and cried into his mouth, too absorbed by him to notice he was unbuckling his belt with his free hand.

Leon pulled away from you just long enough to undress, gifting you another kiss before rutting his hard cock against your folds impatiently.

"Fuck, you feel so good... You have no idea how badly I missed fucking you."

"I-I missed you too," You cried, but you weren't referring to the six-weeks-no-sex thing. Just hours ago he was three days deep into ignoring you completely, and now he was giving you everything you'd wished for.

The tension in your muscles released and you went dumb, letting your head fall back as you submitted to the feeling of him, the head of his cock brushing over your clit, the pearly precum that leaked from him slicking your already wet cunt even further.

With a shudder he sank into you, watching your face in awe as your jaw dropped at the dull sting of his cock stretching you out. You whined softly, clenching around him, drawing a lustful sound from him that you weren't sure you'd ever heard before, but it certainly did something to you. His hips bumped into yours as he impatiently thrusted into you down to the hilt, dropping his head down to suck and nip at your throat.

"So fucking tight," Leon grunted right into your ear. You clutched at his strong shoulders, your body temperature rising at the praise and the second knock at your hips as his hips pushed forward again. "God, you were made for me, princess."

He stayed still for a moment just to bask in the sensation of your gummy walls clenching impatiently around him, begging to draw his cock further inside than he could possibly go. It wasn't long before he couldn't help himself anymore, planting one hand beside your head and the other firmly on your hip as he began railing into you.

You were babbling out broken cries, nails digging into his shoulder blades hard enough to draw blood, but you had a feeling he wouldn't mind. The bedframe was bumping into the wall with increased volume, sending bits of drywall from the hole he'd punched earlier flittering down into your hair.

Leon's thick cock was passing over all of the most sensitive parts of you, stirring up the need inside you so quickly that you almost felt dizzy. You were holding on to him for dear life, slinging a leg over his hip to draw him in as closely to you as possible. His skin was rosy and warm, littered with beauty marks and the occasional scar here and there. You wondered if he'd tell you where they came from some day.

Some day. You shook off the thought, trying to stay in the moment. It was just easier that way.

"H-Harder," You pleaded, taking your lip between your teeth.

His face lit up, curling his fingers into your skin with a bruising force as he picked up the pace and pounded into you, reaching deeper than either of you thought was possible-- the swollen head of his cock was bumping into your already sensitive cervix, pulsing a pain through you that made you squirm and see stars. Oddly, it wasn't entirely unpleasant.

"So good," You shivered, letting your shaking hands slide up to tug at his hair. "I-I'm close again, Leon, I'm close--"

With a hum he slowed down again, watching with amusement as you griped at the loss of the sensation. "That's not what you're supposed to call me, is it, sweet girl?" He taunted you. "Already fucked stupid, aren't you? Not a single fucking thought behind those eyes."

"Daddy, please," You relented. "Wanna cum. Wan' it so bad, please..."

He made a show of pondering for a second, ultimately deciding your apology would do, just this once. Tonight was meant to be special and he was sick of punishing you by now. Hiking your leg up over his shoulder, Leon thrusted into you twice as hard as before, if that was even possible, making you cry out with bliss.

You were already close, but Leon really wanted to make sure he got you there. Sneaking a hand between the two of you, rubbing achingly slow circles into your clit. Your eyesight blurred as you yanked at his hair, twitching around you as not one but two orgasms crashed over you almost painfully, one after the other soaking his cock and the sheets with your release.

Desperately in need of a break, you writhed in his arms and tried to push him off of you, but he wasn't budging.

"Nuh-uh, none of that," Leon chided, gripping your wrists in one hand and pinning them above your head. "Take it, baby, just take it. Gonna put a fuckin' baby in you, make you mine."

Your tears returned with a quickness as your limbs twitched with overstimulation, wondering just how much more he had in him. Funny enough, now you were begging him to slow down again. He wouldn't, though. He was far too close to his own release but terrifyingly good at not showing it.

Just when you thought you were genuinely going to pass out, his pace stuttered and he pulled you further into him by your hip, hands still pinned above your head as he stuffed himself as deeply inside of you as he could physically manage, and you felt the unmistakable warmth within you as his seed flooded your cunt.

Leon continued to fuck his cum into you with a few more lazy thrusts, catching his breath as he leaned over you with a smile. He let go of your wrists and cupped your chin.

"That's it, sweetheart. Y'feel that?"

You nodded, dizzy, arms latching around him once more.

"Good. I'm gonna make sure you're pregnant in no time, I promise," He chuckled breathlessly, brushing his lips over your forehead. "Just gotta make sure it takes."

Leon pulled slowly out of you, watching as a pool of pearly white cum seeped out of your hole and puddled on the sheets. He was quick to swipe it up with his finger, pushing it deeply back into you. After all, he couldn't stand the thought of a single drop going to waste.

part 4 ♡

[allisonlol]

HII !! could you do dazai, chuuya and fyodor with a s/o that forgot pretty much everything from their past/forgets a lot in the present due to trauma? if possible male reader, and if not gn works aswell! thank you :))

a/n: felt this req hard LOL

warnings: memory loss, past trauma (not elaborated on)

(Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor) With a S/O with Memory Loss From Trauma

Dazai

i feel like dazai can relate in some ways because he too has immense trauma but instead of forgetting it, he remembers it too well

therefore in a way he's grateful that ur brain is blocking those memories so u don't have to remember the pain

dazai had noticed your forgetful behavior the second he met you, and had already categorized it as due to trauma in your past

honestly finds your forgetfulness adorable but it also enrages him bc someone hurt you enough to cause it

simply does not comment on any of this though. if you mention that you forgot something that happened literally yesterday he'll simply smile at you (is that a hint of sadness in his expression?) and reassure u that it's okay

will text u updates throughout the day to make sure u aren't forgetting anything

pictures pictures pictures!!!! literally photographs everything u guys do together so you can always look back to remember :)

but unbeknownst to you, dazai will secretly do some deep digging into your past to find out exactly what happened and who to get revenge on <3

^trust me when i say they will deeply regret everything they had ever done to you

Chuuya

it's canon that chuuya can't remember what... the first 7 years of his life? so he totally understands

he won't question u at all abt the reasonings for your memory loss unless u wanted to talk abt it

does get worried abt your current forgetfulness though. with a job as strenuous as being in the mafia, having a good memory is important

^if any of the higher ups knew you weren't "sufficient enough" in that department, despite your other strengths, you would be disposed of

this added stress doesn't help you at all but chuuya does his best to keep you safe

^having a boyfriend who is also your executive is very useful in this aspect

leaves little notes and reminders on your desk so u won't forget anything important

hell, chuuya will even fill out reports for you if u were having trouble remembering the events that took place

i feel like he would also pay very close attention to everything u guys do together so, if you forgot, he would be able to tell you all about it

Fyodor

another one who categorized your memory loss as due to trauma the second he met you

unlike the others tho, he will question u about it

if you’re honest with him & say that it’s due to traumatic events, he’ll ask if you want him to do anything about it for you (in other words, find and eliminate the ones who caused it 😊)

^if you say no to this, he’ll nod and agree with u but secretly hunt them down on his own

however if you lie to fyodor and say that you’re just forgetful (not due to trauma) he’ll frown & keep asking probing questions until he gets the truth out of u

has he heard of privacy? like damn

^its out of love tho. not saying it’s right but fyodor shows his care by learning as much abt u as possible. he needs to know everything, good or bad

finds your current forgetfulness adorable, albeit irritating at times (remember who we’re talking abt here)

if you forgot an event or important piece of information he will get slightly annoyed with you & might say some insensitive things 😬

^tho once he sees that he’s upset you, fyodor will usually sigh and apologize

recommends u keep a journal for reminders, however he also logs all events that u do alone or together so you won’t forget in the future

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[thurio-edau]

to be honest even tho i wasnt here during the canvas, i read the changes like last month (big thanks to @mishoarts here!! thank u for that post<3) and i'm really glad that Red did it. prime two best changes being

i think there is only Arabic version in a random website- thanks to leah for using google lens translate for the second pic lol

it's that Red changed Aiden's personality from a psychotic character to a slightly unstable but still loving character who just doesn't know how to communicate properly. it's fit far more than a psycho in the situation because he's grown really caring towards the group being like found family

he really cares about his friends at the point unlike a psycho would (psycho characters lack empathy and the feeling of caring/loving), why people mix him up with one is because the media influence of psychopathic characters. they think mentally unstable or insane equals psychopath but it doesn't, so from the canvas to the original Red changed that factor and instead made him the Aiden we know and love. and second

THEM OMG

THE MILF AND DILF

I HONESTLY WOULDN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT THEM PLEASE

IM SO GLAD RED ABANDONED THE IDEA OF TYPICAL PARENTS THAT AREN'T RLLY ANYTHING SPECIAL AND CHANGED THEM TO HOT MILITARY MOM AND DAD LIKE SJDHSJFJJJSDJ--

[lueurjun]

neighbours to lovers! jake sim.

neighbour!jake x reader! in which jake sim has been in love with you from the minute he set his eyes on you. thank u so much for your support<3

OKAY LEMME TAKE A MOMENT TO GATHER MYSELF

because NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR JAKE???

WHO HAS BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU SINCE YOU WERE KIDS?

dead. cant breathe.

his family and your family obviously know each other well

and i see his house as being ‘the spot’ during your childhood where all the neighbourhood kids used to play

he had these monkey bars in his backyard that everyone always wanted to play on

but jake always made sure you got to go on them first

#whipped

#nineyearoldrizz

brace yourselves

are you braced?

i’m not sure you’re braced

… HE WAS YOUR FIRST KISS

i know!! so cute right?

fighting back tears rn

you were only eleven so you didn’t really think much of it. he was your first kiss and you were fine with that

jake on the other hand?

he still thinks about it

in fact, that’s one of the scenarios he thinks of to help him get to sleep

boy is hopelessly in love

and everyone knows it too

like he denies it but everyone just knows

because he will drop anything just to do you the smallest favour

“hey jake, are you busy? i could really use your help watering my parents flowers?”

jake, who is in fact busy, “nope. not at all. never. give me that watering can.”

i repeat: w h i p p e d

cant blame him tho. you’re the embodiment of warmth, the personification of excellence. you are simply amazing.

i got more rizz that jake just sayin… ;D

despite knowing you for so long, he still gets all tongue tied whenever you’re around

and you’re just clueless

a perfect little dumbass

no matter how many times your family and friends — and even HIS family and friends — try to tell you, you’re convinced he’s just being friendly

because boys like jake don’t like people like you

you’re not enough for him. and he’s certainly not attracted to you

keep thinking like that. i dare u. i’m outside of your house. ur perfect! MWAH MWAH. take all my love pls

in true neighbours to lovers fashion, your bedroom window faces his

#youbelongwithmecore

and sometimes like the little creep that you are, you peek inside of his room to see if he’s there

unbeknownst to you, little jakey poo does the exact same thing

soulmates fr

twins asf

people that creep on each other, end up with each other

i do not condone staring into your crushes bedroom. do not do that. you may get arrested… but if you do send me your mug shot, i bet u look adorable! KIDDING IM TOTALLY KIDDING PLS DONT GET ARRESTED

anywhooo, one particular night you peek into his room

at the exact same time as him

cue that spiderman meme where they’re just pointing at each other

you both just kinda freeze

staring at each other

because now what? you’ve both caught each other out

eventually, you shuffle forward and open your window which coaxes jake to do the same

the confidence comes naturally because it’s only jake, you know him like the back of your hand

tho ur screaming on the inside because a) you’re embarrassed and b) JAKE WAS STARING INTO YOUR ROOM WHICH MEANS HE WAS LOOKING FOR YOU

it’s almost like he’s in love with u or sumn idk

“are you stalking me, sim?”

his cheeks go bright red and he kinda starts spluttering

“i—no. i promise i wasn’t—i-“

well. that was disappointing. you kinda hoped he’d keep up with your flirty banter

“it’s okay jake, i was doing the same thing.”

honest icon. you truly can do no wrong

even more spluttering. even more blushing

because YOU???? WERE WATCHING HIM??

bro loves stalkers. IM KIDDING ILY

anyways there’s something about the atmosphere

and to jake, it just seems right to say what’s on his mind

which leads to him sitting with his feet hanging out of the window and the darkest shade of red on his cheeks

“i still think about that kiss.”

did u hear me scream?

your mind goes blank

because what tf does that mean?

the kiss?? THE KISS? THE FIRST KISS???

HE STILL THINKS ABOUT THAT???

he can’t look you in the eyes, choosing to fiddle with his fingers instead

and you just stand there dumbfounded

bby talk to him before i lose my mind

when you don’t say anything, jake scrambles back into his room which kinda snaps you out of your trance

his fingers are itching to close the window

“i’m kinda upset that you’ve never come back for seconds”

i literally have a lambo and nine mansions

marry me rn

now it’s jakes turn to be speechless

bro is FLABBERGASTED

“oh.” 🧍🏻

“oh?”

“oh.”

this is painful. it’s 5:30 am rn cut me some slack

you have this poor boy breaking out into a rash from stress

and it worsens when you grab your coat and demand for him to meet you outside

like the true gentleman, he doesn’t leave you waiting long and almost falls flat on his face trying to get through the door

what a loser. i love him

he shuffles towards you, hands in his pockets and a look that says he’s absolutely terrified

are you gonna slap him? tell him you never want him to speak to you again?

“look, i’m sorry if i overstepped—“

“are you gonna give me my kiss i’ve been waiting for or not?“

it’s then that he notices that you’re both in the exact same spot as you were all those years ago when the first kiss happened

literally giggling and kicking my feet rn

“a-are you sure?”

and those are the exact words he uttered the first time too

he was as nervous as he was back then, perhaps even more so this time around

because this isn’t an innocent childhood kiss

you’re grown now. it’s different

in true y/n fashion, you start to lose patience

so you trust your gut and you grip onto his shirt, tugging him closer giving you the perfect chance to collide your lips with his

jake’s hands waft around in stress until they finally settle on your waist and he gains enough confidence to pull you somewhat closer to him

i don’t want a boyfriend. i don’t want a boyfriend. i don’t want a boyfriend.

the kiss is a thousand times better than the first

it's passionate and sentimental, full of longing and tenderness. it’s everything and more.

pulling away is almost a chore as you rest your head against his.

“i could get used to that.”

jake goes to respond, a breathless chuckle ghosts your lips when suddenly a wolf whistle cuts through the street

“AYO JAY OWS ME 20! I KNEW HE’D GROW SOME BALLS EVENTUALLY”

sunghoon, the neighbour across the street who also happens to be jake’s best friend, is leaning out of his window.

that definitely should have ruined the moment but you were far too wrapped up in the bliss of having jake so close to you, that nothing could ruin the happiness you felt

not even sunghoon and his idiocy.

[thegoldencontracts]

Too Late!

You and Azul are texting each other one day when he accidentally sends you some more honest texts.

Note/Warnings: Azul/Reader, fluff with a smidgen of angst (specifically Azul insecurities, he gets comforted tho)

You loved Azul. A lot. You'd been dating him for quite a while now, after all. But you couldn't deny that it felt like he was a bit- formal with you, to say the least. Sometimes, it felt like he was playing the role of a perfect boyfriend in a Romance Novel's screen adaptation. How did he really feel? Was he happy to be somewhere, or was he just playing along so that the other students in his dorm could see how attractive and understanding he was while they seethed in envy at the fact that they were single and he wasn't?

Which was why when Azul slipped up one day when you were texting, you were very, very happy about it.

It was a boring evening, like always. You were texting Azul, complaining about your homework while lounging in your bed like always. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Zuzuuu <3: You know, if you'd like, I'd be happy to assist with your homework. It'll even be on the house, just for you.

Me: cant believe im dating a capitalist mf /lh

Me: really tho, tysmmm for helping <3 I don't deserve u bbg...

And then, something completely out of the ordinary happened.

Zuzuuu <3: how could you say that you're literally so perfect? I love you so much I keep doodling you bc you're so. Pretty. I simp so hard for you plz never say that again <3

At first, you wondered if Floyd wrote the text as a joke. It was pretty in character for him, after all. But that didn't make sense. This wasn't Floyd's way of texting, nor did it even attempt to imitate Azul's. When Floyd was in the mood to prank someone, he put in the effort to make it good.

Whatever. You took a screenshot of the message so you could treasure it forever. And lucky you, because right after you did, the message was deleted.

Zuzuuu <3: Please don't say such things about yourself, even for comedic purposes.

He was not being slick with that. You sent a text in response, giggling all the while.

Zuzuuu <3: Regardless, would you like to come over later today?

Me: Real slick hehe... Plz show me ur doodles of me they probably look so good bc you're good at art just like everything else somehow

After a while, Azul replied.

Zuzuuu <3: I don't know what you're referring to. Regardless, would you like to come over?

As much as you wanted to press, you decided not to. Too much pressing would just make Azul clam up more. You'd just have to get him in person, where it'd be harder for him to run away when you showed him the screenshot.

Me: Sureee! Heading over right now

And so, you set out for Octavinelle, evidence in hand. You were going to make him admit he sent that text.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time you got to Azul's room, you had everything planned out. He wasn't usually so candid with you, and he was clearly ashamed of it when he was. You were going to figure out why.

You knocked on the door, and Azul opened it, letting you in.

"Come in," he said, tone even more formal than usual, by some miracle.

"Thanks," you said, taking a seat.

"So, about that text-"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Azul said, quick to cut you off.

"So quick to interrupt, Azul!" You said with a mock-pout, before grinning as you pulled up the screenshot on your phone. "But I think you do."

First, Azul's mouth hung open in shock. Then, his whole face turned red, lip quivering as a high-pitched whine left his mouth. Then, he moved to snatch the phone from your hands.

You narrowly dodged, and you couldn't resist sticking out your tongue at him.

"Too slow!" You laughed as he tried to grab the phone from you again, only to fail even more without the element of surprise on his side, because for all of Azul's many strengths, speed wasn't one of them.

"Delete that at once!" He shrieked, voice cracking in the middle.

He kept trying to grab it for a while, before finally giving up.

"Fine, fine," he grumbled, pouting like a kid. Cute. "You win. Are you satisfied now?"

"Very," you said, "because I get to see you. Your actual thoughts. Not just the ultra-filtered version."

Azul scoffed at that, seemingly in disbelief, though you saw the way he stifled a smile.

"Don't flatter me," he said. "My 'true thoughts' are not something you'd want to see in the slightest. Merely a more pathetic, messy version of what I already tell you."

"And that's precisely why I want to hear it," she said. "You sound so perfect all the time that I wonder whether you're really being honest with me, you know. It's just so refreshing to see you be gushy and candid about things. And pretty cute."

"How odd," he said, before turning to you with a face more genuine. "Thank you. For what little it's worth, I'll try to be a tad more honest with you. I can't promise anything, though."

You smiled.

"That's all I ask."

And really, truly, that was enough.

Bonus:

"So, how'd you learn so much internet lingo? Never took you for that kinda guy."

"I'm in the board games club with Idia Shroud. What did you expect?"

[bellswlw]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ answer the phone ⇨ e. williams

ellie williams x fem!reader

wc: 1.6k

masterlist

summary: text messages with ellie and her horny, clingy, ghost face loving gf!

cw: modern gf!ellie being soo fucking sarcastic and horny, pet names, reader is vv fem and cutsie, kind of dirty talk & sexting, implied phone sex, bratty!reader, lowkey brat tamer!ellie, reader is super clingy, reader is kindaaa power bottom and ellie’s such a switch godddd

a/n: i keep seeing ellie & reader text message drabbles and i seriously need to fuel that fire there is something so addictive ugh ohtmfidicso and i haven’t stopped thinking about this tiktok since i saw it soooo do w that what you will it’s soo ellie coded (also i lowkey have writers block so this is all i can manage rn) enjoy!!! proofread ps if the spacing is off just ignore it plsplsplspls

Mon, April 17 at 3:49 PM

Hey, quick question?

what’s up<3

Are you busy later?

depends… bc if your asking me

to come over and watch you play

valorant for 3 hours then yes i’m busy

but if your asking for some

otherrrrr reason then no

i’m completely free:,)

Okay wtf

You said you liked watching me play

i’m sorry but i lied

YEAH

THANKS FOR TELLING ME NOW

BUT I LIKE HANGING OUT THO I

LIKE UR COMPANY

what did u wanna ask me bub?

Plz don’t call me that, I’m actually so pissed

IM SORRY OKAY

I JUST GET BORED

I BORE YOU????

well not when u have your

hand in my pants and are

making me squirm all under you

Ok

I’m coming over

On my way!

😐 OMW

wait i thought u wanted ME

to come over???

Oh yeah I forgot

Yeah you wanna come over

and watch a movie tn?

what kinda movieee

Honestly I just want you to come over

And make u squirm under me…

okay wow?? since when

are you so honest

Since u literally told me THATS

WHAT YOU WANTED??

Am I wrong?????

okay fine

no ur right…..

when are u picking me up?

do i have time to shower

& shave and stuff lmk

Idc if if u shave or not i’m

fucking starving

i meant my legs but okay good to know

sooooo what time are u coming?

❤️

Probably like 5

okieee ilyyyyyy💕💕💕

I love you too my sweet girl❤️

Mon, April 17 at 5:05PM

I’m outside

okay i’m coming!!!!

i’m bringing some stuff

I figured, I’ll come help

no no it’s okay

just some small stuff

Babe

You said that last time

and brought a duffle bag…

U stayed for like 10 days

are you saying u don’t

want me around:(

No

I want you around all fhs time

Just wanna help

it’s really not a lot

Are you bring your makeup stuff

again? All of it?

… no

I’m coming in rn

Tues, April 25th at 7:34PM

i miss you:(((((((((

Baby

I just dropped you off

I’m not even at the stop sign yet

you’re not too far

come back🥺

pls:((((

Baby I can’t

We talked abt this

i wasn’t listening

come get me this isn’t fair

pls els i miss u so much already

i’m so lonelyyyy all aloneeeeee ugh

ellie

ellie

ellie

Baby I’m driving

I can’t come get u rn I’m sorry

It’s good to have time to ourselves

remember?

no bc i wasn’t listeningg

you looked so pretty it’s distracting

you should really do something

about that maybe…. come over?

come get me?

not abandon your lonley sad gf??

Baby

You’re hangry

Eat something plz

you eat something

oh wait u cant

bc u fucking left me all alone

I doordashed u food okay?

Plz eat and accept my apology

It’s ur favorite 😊

ily

i miss you

i want u to fuck me

pls

I love you and I miss you too

pretty girl❤️❤️

I’ll call you when I get home hm?

Will that do for my bratty princess

i’m not bratty

i just need you

bc you left me:((

and yes, that will do💗💗💗

Wed, April 26th at 8:12AM

Goodmorning bub❤️

How did you sleep??

goodmorning my

sweet angel baby💗💕<333333

i slept okay i had a dream

you were the new ghost face

idk how to feel abt it

Oh??

Was it like a nightmare🙁

no you weren’t scaring me

u were killing ppl tho

i just don’t know if i liked

it or not bc like… yk like ur a serial killer

So you’re saying

I was hot???

yeah<3 u took ur mask off

and ur hair was all stuck to ur face

goddddd now i need you to

buy a ghost face mask RIGHT NOW

Done

wait really

No but I will if you want

no i think it’s kinda bad

sends the wrong message to the fans

Fans????

WHAT FANS

WHOS WATCHING US FUCK??

oh???? you wanted to FUCK MS

WITH IT ONWOWA?????

RHRRSKAHA OH OKAYXBSE

fine by me

Is that not what u meant

Tell the truth

i meannn yes no who’s to decide

…

I bought the mask, it’s coming Friday

Friday, April 28th at 1:08PM

It’s here

wait what is

The mask

i literally am so confused

Look

oh my god

oh my god

OH MYI SHSOSDJ GOD

fUCK

ELLSSS PLS

why does it look so

fucking good

my god

oh my god

wrap ur fcking hands

around my neck

It smells kinda weird

Also OK

Good to know you like serial killers

u make it look so good

jesus ellie istg

i need u so bad i’m so serious

With or without the mask?

with uR FUCKING STRAP

your fingers

mouth tongue idc

you = need!! thank you

You got off to my voice

the other night

stop

No bc u kept whimpering

Literally so fucking loud

stfu i’m wet

YEAH

U WERE

I could fucking hear it

over the sound of u

ellie stop

You don’t even know what that means

stfu

Mm yeah OK but

you like it when I embarrass you

no i fucking don’t

Yeah u do

And you like it when tell you what to do

okay no not all the time

Be honest

Tell me

literally fuck u

i’m not listening to you

Alright I guess i’ll just

return the mask or smth since

you won’t get to see me in it

this is manipulation

bye

just lost ur gf privileges

(send me more pics)

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ellie

did u just fucking send me

THE MESSAGE

AND NOT PICS

Yeah😊

i literally hate u so bad rn

Ur blushing, don’t lie

Tell me

I’m right right?

sometimes i wish you never

knew what i looked like

and by sometimes i mean now

I never think that

I like seeing ur pretty face😙😙

ugggghhhhhh pls come get me

plssss

ur being so sweet to me

uggghch it’s working pls

i’m fucking aching els please

How bad are u aching?

bad enough that there’s a

fucking pillow stuffed between my legs rn

Jesus

Fuck

I wanna come get you but

I can’t rn I’m sorry baby

nooooooo

no fair wtf

I bet you look so pretty

Straddling that little pillow

mhm:(

wish it was u

I wanna see

Show me

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Ok

I deserved that

No i’m On my Way! idc

On my way!

On my way!

OMW

I love you be there in 10❤️

Mon, May 1st at 10:59AM

Hi baby☺️

hiiiiiiiii💖<33333

wyddd

Just chilling

I miss you

All of u

Are you busy rn? Wanna get breakfast

i miss you moreeee

and i miss all of u too😧

esp ur strap

okay i didn’t say that

idk what happened

anyway!

yes i’d love to bub

hehehehe:,)))

Where do you feel like going

hmmm

idk you pick

You’ll hate what I pick tho

no i won’t

promise

OK fine guess then

ummmmm

idk i cant THINK

i’ve suddenly never been

to a breakfast place in my life

ummm

dennys????

Alright we’ll go there 😁

wait what no

wait

U FUCKING TRICKED ME

BABE

THIS IS not FAIR WTF

Listen u said yourself

“oh no I won’t say no to every

single restaurant and have us

sit in the car for 30 min trying

to find something and then pick

the first thing my gf offered”

I DIDNT SAY IT

LIKE THAT

OK BUT YOU PRACTICALLY DID THO

stop making fun of me

or i won’t go

OKOK I’m sorry🙁

But yes u will

You love me

And apparently my strap… that’s

tucked in my pants.. rn

yeah but that doesn’t mean

i have to go to breakfast with u

plus it’s practically noon

It’s 11AM???

BRUNCH??

leave me alone stop making

FUN OF ME

I like making fun of u

It’s cute

❤️❤️

bring u and ur stupid strap smh

What I tell you

stfu or i’ll tell everyone in

the restaurant it’s ur birthday

No

Plz

Actually fucking don’t

well then i guess u better

make me

Jesus my god

Fuck I’m like

Gonna speed

heheheh<33

NO DONT

i want you alive

No I’m gonna fuck you

For breakfast😁

In the back of my car and feel

how hot u get for me and move

ur hips against my strap fuckkkk

how romantic💕

Don’t ruin this I’m sexting

oh wait is that… is

that what u were doing??

sorry it’s just kinda hard to tell yk

OK wow???? maybe

I won’t then Christ

But ik your wet rn

And fucking beet red so like

Guess you’ll have to figure

something else out😢😶

well thx to you i actually

can<3333

Don’t

Don’t fucking touch yourself

hmmm what if i kinda wanna….

what if i kinda wanna let my

pretty little hands trail down

my stomach and feel how wet i am

what then lmk:,)

Then i’ll fucking grab your

wrists and pin them above ur head

And take you myself

really??

and if i wanted to be on top?

to ride your strap with you

guiding me up and down and

force me to keep going even

when i get tired

Jesus fucking Christ

How do u do that Oh my God

My God

Fuck okay I’m On my way!

OMW.

I love you I’ll be there soon❤️❤️

ehehheheeheh okiee💗

wait are u coming in orr

Yea I’m fucking coming in

are U kidding

AFTER U JUST SAID THATTT

blushing kicking my feet els

speaking of

if u had a dick i’d want you to

make a mold for me

OK how did we get here

Also I don’t need a dick to

make u a mold just FYI

😧

[s-4pphics]

i fucking love ur ballerina reader series dude ur like my new favorite writer rn ughhhh. can we pls get another part with a strap???

this is so sweet baby thank u!! and of course y’all can :3 

wc;cw: 1.06k uh oh, MDNI, reader being mean n nasty n a painslut we been knew that tho, her panties make a return slayyyy, some dirty talk, strap sucking, riding, choking, spanking, more breeding n daddy kink omg, spit🤭, ellie being obsessed??, slight dumbification again hehe, uh i think that’s it idk

you were having a very, very terrible day. 

your dance director had been grilling you about the small errors you made in your port de bras because he hates you(if you want to be the lead, act like it! you look sloppy!), and to put it frankly, you were seething. 

you ended up excusing yourself into the bathroom to calm yourself down so you could finish rehearsals in peace: you were literally about to kill somebody. you checked your phone as you patted the sweat off your forehead and paced, and—much to your delighted surprise—ellie sent you a little kiss emoji. your mood lightened slightly, she is so cute!

she promised that she would pick you up after rehearsals today so you could hang out at her apartment(u can spend the night if u wanna :p, she’d texted right after her first invite, not knowing your overnight bag was packed and waiting by your dorm door!), and you couldn’t wait to suck her dic—

the door pushed open and you jumped before the familiar voice of your roommate blurted out he's lookin' for you, baby, c'mon out! you rolled your eyes as you released a heavy sigh, discarding the damp cloth in the garbage, adjusting your black leotard and heading back into the dance studio to your instructor’s relentless berating. 

you were fucking pissed and sore as you waited on the curbside of the parking lot next to your dorm building. your instructor did not leave you the fuck alone for the remainder of your class. 

he’d been breathing down your neck the entire two hours, and you’d been this close to ripping the barre off the wall and bashing his head in with it. 

you had some time to run upstairs to you and your roommates shared space after rehearsals to take your ice bath and roll your leg and feet muscles out before ellie came to get you. 

a few minutes passed, and you heard the familiar stutter of ellie’s dented, rusted car pull up to you. she excitedly rolled her windows down with a bright squeal of hiii, baby! before she noticed the blank face on your cute ass face, watching you throw your bag on the floor of her car while you sat in the passenger's seat. 

“hey,” you said simply. 

“hi.. what happened?” she asked, brows pulled down in concern. 

“rehearsals sucked today, don’t wanna talk about it, to be honest.” 

“okay… you ready to go?” 

you only nodded as you turned the radio on, tears glossing your eyes. ellie said nothing, but she grabbed your hand in your lap and gave it a gentle squeeze as she pulled out of the parking lot. 

ellie held your hand in hers as she led you into her complex and onto the elevator, hitting the number ‘4’ as the doors shut. you leaned back against the wall and thudded your head against it with your eyes shut. you were so tired. 

“are you hungry? we can order whatever you want,” she asked softly as she leaned against the wall with you, pressing soft kisses into your clothed shoulder. 

you only nodded at her as she nuzzled you before a loud ding! rang through the enclosed space, silver doors opening to show the hallway. 

she grabbed your hand again and led you out the elevator, walking two doors down and unlocking her home. 

she pulled you in before she softly closed and locked the door behind you. 

she nodded towards her plush-looking couch with a small smile, “sit down and tell me what you wanna eat.” 

“ellie.” 

“mhm?” 

“where’s your dick?” 

and she damn near choked and died. whatthefuckwhatthefuck—

“where’s my… where’s my dick?” she replied, slurring slightly. 

“yeah.” 

ellie had your purple, sheer panties stuffed in her mouth as you rode the fuck out of her. 

the minute she guided you to her room and revealed her cleaned, navy blue strap shoved into her bottom drawer, you pounced on her. you’d pushed her onto the bed, tore her clothes off, and shoved your face between her legs without a word and she let you. you made her cum in your mouth with her shaky legs over your shoulders and your fingers inside her and she was losing her mind. after she nutted in your mouth, you silently reached for the dick and passed it to her, wordlessly ushering for her to put it on as you undressed yourself. 

she’d strapped it over her pussy, shuddering slightly whenever it brushed over her clit, before you pushed her down onto the bed, got on your knees, and sucked it into your mouth and ellie knew she was going to die she would die—

she doesn't even remember how the two of you got here, her bed was banging on the wall as you bounced on her, your hands balancing yourself on her knees, your propped up and your feet digging into her bed with your head thrown back. 

“y‘dick feels so fuckin’ good, daddy, fuck!” 

she couldn’t even say anything back to you, and it wasn’t because of your wet underwear in her mouth, but because she forgot how to fucking speak! if she couldn’t remember the alphabet how was she going to talk you through your nut! her eyes were rolled back and her hands were on your hips as her thumbnail dug into your little flower tat that she gave you and she was gonna cum so hard. she’d already came once in your mouth and another time when you first sat on her cock, but she felt this one building in her throat, all the way down to her toes oh shit oh shit—

you tore the panties out of her mouth before you moved to sit on your knees, grabbing her throat with both your hands, squeezing hard, forcing her to hold your intense gaze. 

“gonna cum inside your pussy, daddy? yeah? gonna make a mess in me?” 

she couldn’t speak due to how loud she was, only whining out weak ‘uh huh uh huhs’ as you grinded the strap onto her clit and she couldn’t sit still, so she slapped your ass hard and nodded fast because she was right there and it felt so good—

she barely noticed that her tongue had been sticking out dumbly before she felt you harshly grab her cheeks with your hand and spat a glob right on her tongue, small specks landing on her cheeks and she was cumming she was cumming!—

“fuuuck! fuckfuckfuck—uuggh!”

“yeahyeah, give it t’me, gimmegimmegimme!—“ 

ellie swore she was going to fucking faint. she hasn’t come this hard in her life since… ever! she mindlessly reached up to grab your tits as a grounding, but she accidentally ended up digging her nails into your nipples hard and you came so fast from that alone—

…you felt so much better afterwards!

[plleeeepppyyyy]

I have a request if you’re doing any!!

Wally Darling x Rockstar Reader

I don’t care what you do with this but I hope you enjoy it!!

Reader is the singer and dancer of the neighborhood! Very happy go lucky, loving, and even a little clumsy. Yet always calm during making music

Which I can picture reader being a great muse. And reader singing a lot to Wally.

this was def fun to write!! all the ideas and cutesy stuff came to me in a flash ngl.. (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

really cute request!! you guys are so creative with these,,,(•̀ᴗ•́)و

wally + singer/rock star reader!

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♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪

♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫

••••••••••••••

•this man,,, god,, this man.

•he’s literally ur number one fan girl. he’s there for every performance, writings, everything. you name it he’s there!

•wally just loves watching you in the process of making music, its like an art! to him, it’s wonderful of how passionate you are about it. he adores watching you almost trip on a cord as you just jam out,, doesn’t matter how clumsy you are,, you’re just elegant to him. seeing you so peaceful as you strum on a guitar or something.. 🫶 (if he had a camera he would take a pic of you 200x)

•literally every-time you come up to him with ur newest draft of a song, he gets so excited!! that inner fangirl comes out.,, wally is pretty honest when it comes to stuff. but he just can’t help himself, every song, draft, album,, literally all perfection to him. you cannot do no wrong with that. he buys all of your stuff if you ever sell it. (prolly got a shrine.)

•if you ever write a song based on him,, he would actually cry out of happiness, at least be on the verge of it. you just give the song to him and he’s just like, “it’s so perfect,,,, tysm,,” while he’s on the verge of letting it out. he’ll listen to it every day. :) <3

•bonus points if you write it for your guys’ one year anniversary! that man will be so happy,, he probably would let a few tears out too..,,. like you used your creativeness on little old him?!(!(ಡ‸ಡ) wally would cherish the hell out of that song, he can just mumble out a praise as he’s about to ugly cry. like.. THANK YOU?!(!? (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

•he’ll just grab a hold of you and not let go,, it just makes him feel so happy. he’ll probably cry into ur shirt tho,,

•if you ever had some albums posted out or whatnot, he will put them on his wall. wally would prolly accidentally buy out the whole thing,, like cmon, he’s has to use some of them for display and hearing!! ( ˘ ³˘)

•ur his main inspiration for his art too,, seeing you so into doing what u do, gibes him strength. he will ABSOLUTELY paint tf outta you! literally you guys would be in the same room while he sketches and you just strum your guitar or smth, ack he’s a sucker for moments like those. ur for sure his muse. got ten whole folders of drawings and projects that are meant for you.

•he might even call you his muse tooo! :)

•he asked you once what type of music you were doing and you prolly replied with a random genre he’s never heard up,, and he’d just be like. “ah, that’s wonderful.. can’t wait to hear it.”

•he do NOT give a care,, any genre in his eyes and ears it’s perfection. like said before, you do wrong.

•if ur the type to do sad songs, he’s a little worried. like bby what’s got you so sad? :(

•sometimes (if you offer) he also does stuff with you. to him he thinks he’s better at playing instruments, which is lie he’s hella good at singing.

•he’ll give you ideas, suggestions; whatever you need!

•i literally will say it here, ya’ll do duets with each other. especially with old timey love songs, it’s just cute,,, a bit sappy. but who cares, I IMAGINE you two just singing together. (bonus points if he’s playing a piano,, well trying to,, he needs some practice..)

•every time you put on a performance,, he just sits there with the dopiest smile on with lovestruck written all over him. bro is VERY in love, he could listen to you alll day. if he had a tail it would be wagging. he will never take his eyes off either, all of his attention is on you, just you.

•even if you got a recording studio, he admires how much you get into the music. its so amusing seeing you be so calm during the whole process of making a song, but when you perform your songs. like thats my baby fr!!! wally is ur number one hype man,, i mean this all the way.

(i feel like hes such a sucker for singers,,)

•if ur in a nice suit, dress; whatever while ur singing, agh.. this man is knocked out. ur soo gorgeous,, and you sing?! like, sorry, wally is just in love.

•after one of your performances, once he sees you walking to him, all giddy and stuff. wally ain’t letting you go once you run into his arms, he will keep his arms around you as you just ask if he liked it, thought it was great,, while he’s just nodding and mumbling praises to you. (it’s honestly so sweet to watch you two.) if ur wearing heels or boots, you’re probably towering over him as this happens,, (i honestly find this so sweet, ur jus towering over him, asking him excitedly if he loved it, while he’s just practically sings praises to you. so sweet,,)

•to pick up the instrument part, he will totally help you with demos and drafts by playing the music for you. he’s pretty average on most instruments and would totally drop whatever he had and help you out! (will def help you out with drums, i think its canon that its his main thing,,)

•sing him to sleep, please,, he will eat that up. if you do, he’ll sleep so fast. as said before by me, i don’t think he sleeps much. but with ur singing? knocked out, my brother is dead asleep. what can he say? you’re just a good singer.

•honestly to him, ur like a siren. you’re just too good to be true and sing beautifully. corny he knows but,,, its true <3 (to him.)

•even house loves your singing! if wally needed the help he would call you and try to make house stop with ur singing,,

•the first time he’s ever heard you sing, his mind was blown. how did you sing that good? like all of his other friends could sing,, but you were just different. you sounded different, did things differently.. ack. he fell in love with your voice. as he listened to one of ur song’s for the first time, and ur just anxious. wondering if he’ll like it, or not.. he turns to you. blank stare, and says, “this is the best music i’ve ever heard,, ur so talented..” with just pure adoration and fondness in his eyes.

•which got you SO HAPPY, he loved your songs!!!! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

•sometimes if he feels a bit snarky that day, he’ll brag a bit. just all like, “my s/o is a beautiful singer,, can YOU sing that good? they’re so amazing at what they do, no one can compare…” wally is sometimes a bit of a prick (╥_╥)

•never a prick to you tho, said it before i’ll say it again, to him you do no wrong, see no wrong, hear no wrong, speak no wrong. 🫶

•he makes sure you know that you’ll always be in his corner, all of the time, being ur numba one fangirl! (✯◡✯)

•wally definitely tried making a song for you too,, didn’t go right tho. (٥⁀▽⁀ )

(seriously this dude is crazed over you.)

•you always make sure he’s the first one to hear your songs, after writing a draft you sprint to him and show him it. it makes him so excited too, cause like.. how did he get so lucky that he’s the first person to look and hear your talent?

•this dude just adores you, so much.. like what’s not to love? to him you’re just the peak definition of passion, he enjoys watching you have fun and play music. wally is sorta taking this into seriousness,, but he can’t help it!! he can’t get over how he bagged you, this person who’s a whole peak of inspiration for him. ❤︎︎

•he just loves to support and cherish you, i won’t lie but he’s basically a lovestruck puppy who watches you and everything you do. everyone in the neighborhood can tell.. (¯ ³¯)♡

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ACK,, okay i got a bit carried away on some points, but they were jus too cute to not put in.

BUT 1000 NOTES ON EACH OF MY FICSSs?!?! thats insane, thank you guys sm!! (╥_╥) i didn’t think i would get that much positive feedback for these, im rlly glad you guys are liking these!

hope you enjoyed reading this one! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

[chocotonez]

jeongin soft bf headcanons

a/n: I’m hungry, also thanks for requesting ily

warnings/genre: fluff, swearing, gender neutral reader but lmk if anything implies otherwise!! brief references to arguments but everything is all good

-such a cutie where do we begin

-spoils you carelessly, and then teases you for being a “sugar baby” even though the second he sees you look at something in the store he’s buying the entire stock

-squishes your cheeks and tends to baby you, always get so giggly when he does this but he pouts if you do it to him

-he luvs matching jewelry especially rings, so expect him to get you those

-always shares food with you, even absentmindedly, where he’s eating some pudding and suddenly his hand instinctively has the spoon in your face yknow?

-he’s not big on planning stuff unless it’s for important events like anniversaries, birthday, etc etc

-but he always tries to put effort into everything he does in your relationship because he really wants the two of you to work, and it can get a little overbearing at first until u tell him to relax ur not leaving him because he didn’t memorize your family tree starting from the Stone Age

-he tried tho. <3

-there are some rocky parts of your relationship, insecurities on both ends, miscommunications, but he always finds himself apologizing with you in his arms

-he always tries to talk to you with a clear head because he doesn’t want to say something he’ll regret

-he genuinely just does so much to avoid losing you and tries rlly hard to be the perfect boyfie and also I’m crying he’s so cute

-LOVES holding ur hand sm especially if your hand is smaller than his because tiny !! cute!!

-if you wear makeup he wants to help, really loves putting lip gloss/chapstick on you

-is always really kind and caring towards you, is considerate and tries to take into account your feelings in every situation

-constantly reminded of you

-backstage he saw a water bottle cap on the floor and started crying because he thought of you for some reason?? he had to face time u and u had to console the poor boy

-he adores seeing you in his clothes but even better……..he loves matching with you!!

-I don’t even like matching fits but anything for him istg

-sometimes just pauses and admires you and wonders how he got so lucky but he’ll never admit that

-he feels safe w you :) he expresses himself freely and gladly supports you doing the same in your relationship

-tiny miscellaneous gifts bevause he thought of you when he saw them

-always teasing you

-back hugs!!

-when he’s the big spoon sometimes he’ll just randomly like bear hug you and crush you in his arms because he thinks it’s funny lolol

-he’s honest with you tho, but he’s never hard on you. he’ll always praise your accomplishments and attempts

-but pls do the same for him he needs that affirmation :,)

-calls you when he’s on tour to wake you up for class/work

-just loves taking care of u

-okay I’m getting carried away but tldr loving boyfie with a wallet

[kirbyystar]

fluff Inosuke - headcanon

character: Inosuke Hashibira

a/n: my kyojuro blog did so well (thank you for those who reblogged and liked <3) I decide to keep this going! I will be doing Inosuke in this blog, either Giyu or Tanjiro.

NOTE: my work will always purely be fluff. I will not write 18+ work as of now.

where do i start..

for one, he clearly has his own way of love. its clearly different and not what you might experienced with anyone else. but, his love is definitely one of a kind. Of course it took a while to grasp the idea you guys were together- his feelings were always there, he just didn't know how to cope with it. He likes to come back from missions with flowers for you <3 most of the time the flowers are crushed from being in his pocket. but its the thought that counts! he genuinely cares for you. in fact, your name is the only name he can verbally pronounce right! it took a while but he made it his goal to remember it! you understand he might be a bit.. naïve or silly most of the time but you're always there to help him understand, almost as if your guide. part of why hes so fond and attracted to you. you're so intelligent, he loves it.

his favorite thing about you is your personality

he loves how smart, bright, cheerful you are. especially when your his #1 cheerleader lol

inosuke loves your scent, you constantly remind him if he wants to cuddle or physical contact.. he gotta shower😭 hes always out of missions and now he comes back ready to shower to soon jump on you

many many things improved of him since being with you, in a good way ofc!

he loves to physically fight with you

most of the time, he wins. but when YOU win, he immediately demands a rematch

inosuke has his way of complimenting you

he doesn't usually use nicknames bc he somewhat manages to pronounce it wrong

"my paby" 😭 took you both at least 4 times to say "baby"

he loves LOVESS when you give him nicknames, especially if you praise him

praising him makes him feel like the king of the world

not really a kisser or a hugger, moments like these are rare

although he immediately folds and is basically at your feet when your in his presence. he just cant control himself

so, its clear to say, inosuke is in love with you. he won't ever admit being in love unless he truly felt. he's the type to be very honest and wouldn't want you to get hurt. he does his best with you because he wants you to be happy. he never wants you to leave him. separation is prolly the scariest thing for him. although its almost as if he has commitment issues, ONLY BECAUSE he worries a lot if he isn't good enough. (which ofc hes more than enough, hes everything) but inosuke is very open about the thought. just for reassurance from him. part of the reason why hes so scared to leave you is because how you guys met lol

both of you had a separate mission however, you just happen to cross path with inosuke. this made him headbutt you because silly inosuke thought you were trying to interfere with his mission </3 it was quite a moment though, he kept declaring he'll kill the demon before you can and you just stood there like... what LMAO its ok tho cuz after a lot of communication mainly from you, inosuke finally understand you, and it was almost as if it was fate, you guys kept crossing each others path, soon enough, you guys were doing missions together. it didnt bother either of you considering how many times you guys often seen each other.

hes not afraid to stand by you in public, holding hands only makes him more flustered ofc

but hes def the "man of the relationship"

wont let you hold any of your things when shopping

keeps notes you write for him so he can always read them <3

(you help him so much and hes truly thankful)

bluntly compliments you-

"y/n, you're so beautiful today."

he always got that smirk on his face when he knows he got you flustered lol

always backfires tho every time you say a comeback (as u should)

you guys be having the most random convos

Honestly, in the end, hes truly all you got and will do anything to protect you. Your happiness makes him happy, and thats all he needs.

divider: cafekitsune

[nanis4thewin]

Imma be honest…right now quackity seems like a busy man, meaning he doesn’t have so much time to spend with u so every moment u meet up with him, he makes sure he cherishes it.

very long happy and sometimes chaotic FaceTime with him while he travels

After a long week of travelling and jet lagged naps, he makes sure to give u all his attention and love

cuddling u and him ranting about how much he missed you even though you two facetime multiple times, everyday.🤷🏻‍♀️

sending each other silly pics of random things

if u know how to cook he’d beg to help you cook…and u say yes even if you have a bad feeling about it😍

ur instincts were somewhat correct and now your kitchen is messed up😭 it’s ok tho cus he helps u clean up💗

idk about u but I remember quackitys gingerbread stream with his tiger costume so just imagine that…but u two have matching onesies‼️‼️ (Yes I’m kinda in the Christmas mood already)

your gingerbread house either looks like a perfectionist made it, or it’s like a sequel to quackitys gingerbread house…

ok wait now I’m in a halloween mood

pulls up with a ridiculous costume but I feel like he would ask you to match him him during halloween

he would be very lowkey about it and hopes you say yes even though he knows your gonna say yes💀

if you and him are at the point where you’re both comfortable with sharing each other online then he’d definitely post you on his story🤗

uhhhh yah that’s all, sorry if it sounds rly clustered😭😭

quackity would ur little sad stinkin face as he gets ready to leave on a trips. Like u look like sat cat just looking at him not saying anything he’d just be like “🥲”. When he comes from trips he ALWAYS tries to give u his attention even if u dont ask for it.

defiantly he thinks u look so pretty on the computer laptop if u use a laptop <3 sososososo maybe pictures of u 2 doing dumb faces or sometimes when one of u guys say something weird. u guys make a ‘😟’ face. and alex would take a picture of it, and when u guys text and u say something rather concearing, he’e send that picture of u making that ‘😟’ face. Like using u as a reaction meme

this is how i’d imagine ur messages together <3 he’d totally want u to send him pictures of u, so he can see u everyday he’s gone.

if u cook with him on a stream or something. U’ll be doing all the cooking. Alex would just being watching say “look what i did guys!” while ur working ur butt off as alex just said “I made that :D!”

he’d think u look adorable in ur onesie. If u have s little tail on ur butt, he would tug on it , amd then giggling when ur like “WHAT THE HECK?!”. He would hug u around ur shoulders from the back because he liked to the the fluffiness of the onesie (and he likes hugs)

HE’D SHOWED UP IN THIS AND THE CONVO BETWEEN U GUYS WOULD GO LIKE

quackity:do u like my costume

you: yea its cute

quackity:…u know i have another one in the room if u like it so much 😚😚

and you’re like “jm good thanks 😙”. he wouldn’t ask u directly to put on the costume but small things he does woukd kinda make it obvio.”hey look! this couple did matching costumes! aha…. u know maybe we can do that to 🫣🫣🫣”

[myntrose]

was wondering if you could do Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, and Aether (if you do him) w/ a male s/o that people call mother nature cause he is basically mother nature lolz (hcs)

ex. tending to plants, having a strong dendro vision, nature-themed clothes, flowers and leaves in hair, etc.

basically just one big scary motherly male reader lolz

srry if this doesn't make sense :3

-Tea Anon | If possible plssss

welcome Tea Anon :D this was such a cute ask （ ；´Д｀）*sobs*

(✿)genshin men with a nature reader(✿)

ft: Aether, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti x male! reader (separately)

cn: established relationships, dendro! reader, masc described reader(i don't think pronouns were used tho) , reader is on the softer side :D, kaeya n venti being drunk, and shorter hc on venti cause i don't know how to write him as well t-t, sweet fluff

a/n: omg my first ask for this fandom IM SO EXCITED AHHHH I also included a mini blurb after each headcanon :D

summary: little headcanons with the genshin men and their nature oriented boyfriend :D

word count: 1.1k

Aether

being with Aether is such a dream for any botanist alike; with him going to different nations on the daily its just the perfect opportunity for you to collect different plants for different regions

oh, do some plants not survive in the same environment as the other? no worries! Aether has already built different biomes and greenhouses in his teapot for you :D

regardless of being the renowned traveler, its not uncommon for him to return back to you with some sort of injury

it really helps that your vision allows you to create medicinal herbs and plants alike

it's quite a sight for people when they see the fearless traveler being scolded by his boyfriend

matching flower crowns!!! Aether allows you to play with his hair and weave in little flowers and leaves ( 0/)w(\0✿)

After a long day of doing commissions, Aether can finally take a break. That's what he thought 3 hours ago, before he accepted another job. Well, more like Paimon accepting the job for him... "Oh come on Traveler, we need the mora!" At least it was an easy task; All he had to do was collect a bouquet of different flowers.

Aether went around the entire of Mondstadt picking as many regional flowers as he could. Before long, he completely wiped the entire area clean. Unfortunatly, he still needed a few more to complete the bouquet. Just as he started to dig his wallet to buy flowers from Flora, a ring of said flowers started to appear around him.

"I heard from around that a certain Traveler was in need of some Windwheel Asters. To be honest, I was quite disappointed that you didn't come to me first."

Looking behind him, Aether turns to face you. Oh, he recognizes you. The infamous dendro user, Mother Nature, as most call you. He's seen you around before, but has never had the time to talk to you. Just as he starts to thank you for the help, you pick up one of the Asters, placing it delicately in his hair.

You wish you could take a picture of his face, as it was a red as the flowers themselves.

Diluc Ragnvindr

guys lets all take a moment and think about all the possibilities diluc and a dendro reader would have

(im gonna write a whole different series for this later lol)

we have mr. diluc, owner of the dawn winery, who needs grapes, with a dendro user, who's strength rivals that of the dendro archon herself

yea, it's great of business lol

diluc knows a bit about cultivating and caring for plants too, so if you ever gift him any plants or flowers they'll always be in top condition

also, if you give him any cut flowers i imagine he would dry them and use them as bookmarks (◕﹏◕✿)

there were times that diluc was to scared to come near you, just because he thinks he might burn the leaves in your hair or the plants you create

he probably got people to build you a little greenhouse outside of the dawn winery to keep all your plants

Just like the wind, word travels fast around Mondstadt. It isn't everyday that the townsfolk get to gossip about the uncrowned king of Mondstadt's love life.

Many rumors sprout about how the two of you met. Some say it might be because of your elemental abilities. Other stories consist of you having a similar social status as Diluc, being known throughout the city.

Whatever the case may be, it's safe to say that meeting you was one of the best moments in Diluc's life. He finds peace and solace in you, something that was taken away from him at a young age. While Diluc is used being the protector of Mondstadt, he can't help but feel his heart beat a little bit faster when you tend to him.

Kaeya Alberich

man all the nicknames he has for you AHHH

"My Rose" "My dear Calla Lily" "My Prince"

i feel like he would be a natural romantic, always bringing you flowers + gifts on dates

before he dated you, there was never a plant inside his home. he doesn't think he has a "green thumb". but if you give him plants/bring them over, he'll try his best to take care of them

whenever he's out on expeditions, he tries his best to always bring you along (unless the mission is to dangerous) since he knows you've always preferred the outdoor

he's quite the romantic, so he definitely knows a bit about flower language

so please please give him calla lilies (◕﹏◕✿) he falls a little deeper in love with you every time you give him some

(calla lily in flower language can mean beautiful AHHHH)

sometimes diluc will rely on you to make sure kaeya gets home safe after a round or two at angel share

It's late at night when you get a messenger bird, altering you of your boyfriends most recent drinking session. You enter Angel Share, to see the scene in front of you.

There at the bar is Rosaria, who's taking another swig of whatever's in her cup, Diluc, who's cleaning the bar, and Kaeya, who's slouched onto the counter. It takes one look from the Diluc to understand that it's time to drag Kaeya out of the bar.

The wind was strong this night, with the Calvary captain on your shoulder. "You really need to go easy on those drinks, Kaeya." Said man starts to giggle next to you, before turning to face you.

"...thank you, for caring for me, my prince"

Venti

is Venti a whole god and can handle himself? yes

does he still need monitoring with his alcohol intake?

yes

while he may be so shamelessly flirty, he really is so in love with you

besides the usual "windblume", he would also call you "dandelion"

his favorite spot to hang out with you would be the tree in windrise

he likes sitting on one of the branches while you tend to the tree and create foliage as you go

(has asked you to help in the making of grapes for wine lol)

Many have been thanking the anemo archon for the calm and cooling breeze that has been passing by all week. Some believe that something good must have happened to him, or that he's decided to bless the land of freedom for the fun of it.

Venti can't help but laugh while hearing all the prayers and thanks from the people of Mondstadt. Looking down at your lap, you're met with the most love-struck gaze and lopsided grin you've ever scene.

"What's gotten you in a good mood?" You ask while combing through his hair, removing the leaves and flowers that were previously braided in them. All you get back is a small "ehe", before Venti goes back to humming a small tune.

i rly hope this was written well a lot was written during 12-3 am lol

[spaceyflowerswriting]

hey hey! idk if your requests are open or not but can i request a vasco and jake on a first date headcanon?? thank u 💕

first date headcanons (jake and vasco)

details: gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, reader and character are kind of strangers who just began dating

a/n: theyre open atm, im just very slow with answering them T_T and thanks for the request !! <3

my blog's description and pinned post always shows whether or not requests are open, so anyone can check whenever! :D

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JAKE

> doesn't do much to prepare for the date aside from trying to hype himself up SJDHWKDJ he wants to be casual and authentic with you, y'know? that means no flashy gifts or clothes!

> if you pick the date's place, he doesn't mind where; he's comfortable if you are. if you let him pick, he'd want it to be a place that's pretty public to ensure you don't feel like he's trying to get you two alone or something;;

> will take every small opportunity to be a gentleman~ also teasing while doing them; like holding a door open for you and saying, "cuties first!"

> he tries to have light, sarcastic banters with you; mostly to test the waters and see if you're fine with them

> also pretty flirty throughout the date! one, it helps his ego, and two, he likes flustering you <3

> despite his small bits of nervousness, he does a great job hiding them by putting up a confident front and cracking jokes. if you ask though, he'll be honest and say he's a little nervous! in fact, if you seem more nervous than him, he'll straight up tell you in the hopes of easing your feelings 💖

> occasionally his nervousness does slip out through him blushing, laughing nervously, or averting his eyes, so make sure to tease him about it ;]

> very careful with pda; tries not to initiate much unless you do it first. stuff like handholding he subtly checks if you're okay with, but he'll never do anything like kiss you without explicit consent !!

> speaking of kisses... he'll ask if he can give you one on the cheek at the end of the date and ask with a wink if you think there can be a "next time" ^_^

VASCO

> it's vasco's second date ever... so of course he asks for help again! this time jace involves himself a little less because vasco's first blind date went pretty well. plus, this date wasn't even a blind date so he knew if you agreed to date vasco as he was, he didn't need a makeover <3

> jace still gives vasco a little general advice tho, which vasco really takes to heart--especially about manners and dating etiquette

> he'd do anything to be polite, even if it's a little ridiculous lol (ex: running ahead of you a bit to kick a pebble out of your way to ensure you won't slip on it. he'll even give you a piggyback ride if necessary)

> anyways, overall, vasco's not that worried! in fact, he's excited! he doesn't have much romantic experience so he's just going with the flow because he doesn't really know what to expect

> if the dating place is up to him, he'd pick a restaurant or a zoo/aquarium :] first is classy, second is fun!! if you pick elsewhere tho, he doesn't mind, but he will get somewhat shy/nervous if you pick a place like a karaoke room where it's just the two of you

> as an already down to earth, honest, and oblivious guy, it's easy for him to be his earnest, true self. but of course, he apologizes if he notices you looking uncomfortable/upset with something he says/did!

> his biggest hope is to make you smile/laugh lots! he'd love to score a second date with you, but if not, then he'd be happy just being a friend you can have good times with 💖

> there will be lots of hand holding if you accept vasco's hand ^_^ also linking arms! that's about as far as he gets with pda (aside from greeting you with a hug if you're okay with it)

> at the end of the date, vasco makes sure to give you a perfect 90 degree bow and thank you for spending your time with him ✨ then he'd check if you want to continue what's going on :]

[ghost-bard]

based on the info we got so far on the suckening what clans u think each character is from n why

OOOO THANK YOU FOR THE ASK ANON!!!!!

Emizel (Condi):

I think the most likely clans for him are Brujah and Gangrel.

Based of the official character design we've received for him, along with the audio teasers we can tell that he's a bit rough around the edges, and overall probably not the nicest of guys, and the clans that are most stereotypically like that are Brujah and Gangrel (im coping),

He seems like he doesn't care about whats in his way as long as he can get rid of them, and tripping someone just because they looked at him (aka having a bit of a temper) is another point to Brujah.

For Gangrel I'm really just hoping tbh. Its the copium speaking LMAO.

Shilo (Bizly):

Toreador, Lasombra, Malkavian

Shilo, based off his art, is a very extravagant person, wearing very elaborate clothing, and I think older Toreador and Ventrue (tho ive completely ruled out venture bc he sounds so pathetic lmao) are the most likely to have a personal servant of some sort, which in the audio teaser we can tell that Shilo does.

Lasombra is based off something Bizly said on twt, that "[Shilo's] eye's became inky blackness/shadows" or something similar, which is something that can be a side affect of an ability that Lasombra use, but it's something that happens to them when they use an ability, not what happens to someone else when they use it, and Lasombra themselves are very tied to the shadows.

Malkavian is simply bc I think Bizly could pull off playing one I'm gonna be honest, I have no real proof or reason I just think he could pull it off.

??? (Grizzly):

Nosferatu, Tremere, Lasombra, Gangrel (pure copium), Ventrue

Here's the thing. We don't know shit about Grizzly's character other than the fact that he wants them to be a complete mystery, so I don't have a lot to work off of lmao.

My thoughts would be he's either playing a clan that no one would think he'd play (Nos, Gangrel), a clan not available in the base ver of VtM 5e (Lasombra) or a clan that is mysterious (Tremere).

I didn't mention Ventrue in there bc my reasoning for why his character is Ventrue is simply bc his character was in the middle of the group, similar to that of a leader, in the Suckening trailer.

Also if he is playing a Nosferatu i'll be so happy ESPECIALLY since I really don't think anyone would expect that of him given that he plays these like. Beautiful and/or ethereal character's. So playing a character that by default can't be that would be really interesting.

That reasoning is also why I don't think he'd play a Toreador bc it would be so like. Obvious. LMAO. Toreador I think fits exactly what he usually plays almost too well, so I think he'd play something out of left field or something that is similar to what he'd go for without being too obvious yknow.

Edit: ALSO id like to point out that we can assume that theyre Anarchs (one of the 2 main factions in vtm, the other is the Camarilla) bc of the anarchy symbol in the trailer <3

also point to gangrel (im coping) grizzlys pc has a cat so. i can hope.