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stardust-kenobi · 4 months

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Borrowed Potion

Remus Lupin x F!Reader x Sirius Black

Summary: After a long day, Remus suggests using the veritaserum he borrowed from Severus in a game of truth or dare with you and Sirius. You aren't able to hide your feelings any longer after just a few drops of the potion.

Word count: 4k

Warnings: SMUT, piv sex, mfm threesome, fingering, oral, drinking, tipsy sex, friends to lovers, platonic wolfstar

A/N: I’m a golden trio era gal for Sirius and Remus (older men are my weakness) but details are left vague enough to be read as mauraders era if that’s ur cup o’tea (no mention of age, etc). Also this is Remus x F!Reader x Sirius but no Wolfstar (sorry). Enjoy!

P.S -- happy holidays! <3

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You’d barged into Sirius’ apartment like you owned the place. Remus sat in the living room, his eyes locked onto you the moment the door swung open, seemingly startled but happy to see you. Sirius was leaning against the kitchen counter, a pleased smirk plastered on his face at the sight of you.

“It’s been an awful fucking day” you groaned, a frown falling upon your lips, heading straight to the fridge to grab a drink.

“Hello to you, too” Sirius raised his brows at your sudden entrance. Despite his apparent tone, he was amused, not annoyed.

“Sorry…thanks for the spare key. Normally you know I would’ve called ahead but I just came straight here from work” You countered.

“It’s no trouble, darling. That’s why I gave you the key in the first place” Sirius approached you, setting down his drink and wrapping you into a friendly hug, “I’ll make you a drink, what would you like?”

Sirius smelled of oak and musk, which you held on to as you pulled apart from the embrace.

“Surprise me” you smiled back to him, “Hi, Remus” You smirked shyly, turning to look at his sweet face.

“Hello, Y/N” He began, offering a warm smile, “y’alright?”

“I’m fine. Just need to decompress” You sigh, slumping into the couch cushion beside him. It felt normal and right as you rested your head against his shoulder. His scent differed from Sirius. It was masculine, still, but with hints of sandalwood and linen, you admired the aroma with your head buried in his sweater.

Sirius came to the couch, handing you a glass filled with a strong drink. As you grabbed the glass, Sirius' reassuring smile made you feel warm and fuzzy.

Remus and Sirius were your dearest and closest friends and you loved them so much. But although the friendly nature of your relationship was clear, you couldn’t help but become mesmerized over their good looks any time you were near them. The way they took care of you and the way they talked to you would make any woman buckle at the knees.

You told yourself they probably didn’t feel the same way about you, although this was more of a delusion than anything, considering you frequently noticed their wandering eyes. You couldn’t deny that when you’re alone at night and your wandering fingers find their way to your clit, it’s Remus and Sirius you thought about. It’s the fantasy of them fucking you senseless that dances in your head even right at this moment as you rest next to Remus.

They’d never actually touched you or even made a move on you before, though. They took you in when you became friends many months ago, during a low point in your life, and took care of you. They always took such great care of you.

“So what we were you guys up to before I barged in?” You pondered, shaking the image from your head.

“Just a few drinks, nothing interesting” Remus shrugged while holding his attention to you for a few seconds longer than he should have.

You sulked a bit, which Sirius took note of.

“What the matter?” He pondered, his furrowed brows indicating his attempt to read you.

“Can we do something fun?” You asked insistently.

“Like what?” Sirius responded curiously.

“Dunno…Anything” You shrugged your shoulders in almost a juvenile way.

“I’ve got an idea” Remus smirked.

Remus pulled a small dark green vial from his coat pocket that held a clear liquid. There were maybe only a few drops that lingered in the bottom of the container.

“And what might that be, Remus?” You cocked your head when you asked, a curious little grin creeping onto your face.

“This little number…” Remus paused as he handed it to you, “is veritaserum. Courtesy of Severus Snape”

You gasped and snatched the vial of truth-telling liquid from Remus.

“No way he gave this to you” You shook your head in disbelief.

“I may have borrowed it without his knowledge” He chuckled.

“Oh sure, you ‘borrowed’ it” You teased, nudging him with your arm playfully.

“Well, he was likely trying to discard it, but I found it and…you only need a few drops for someone to start spilling their secrets” He reminded you. “So, how about a good old-fashioned round of truth or dare?” Remus suggested with a heavy emphasis on the 'truth' part.

“But you just said there’s only enough serum for like...one person” You realized, frowning a bit.

“Well, you wanted to do something fun. How about you drink it?” Sirius suggested, "besides..that small amount won't last long anyways, so, what have you got to lose?"

You bit your lip, knowing the consequences of what could happen. You were practically in love with both men, and it was bound to come out if you were under the effects of the veritaserum.

You didn’t let yourself think about it much longer before throwing it back and letting the spare drops trickle down your throat. Perhaps this would be a...good opportunity.

It was instant. Such an overwhelming urge came over you to tell them things you wouldn’t dare think of sharing before. Thankfully, you were able to hold it back by slapping a hand to your mouth. It felt like being drunk, but the effects lived solely in your mind, leaving your body sober.

Sirius threw back his drink carelessly, and Remus followed suit. You looked at their empty glasses and decided you better catch up. If you’re going to spill your soul, you might as well be actually tipsy. The liquor burned down the sides of your throat, as you swallowed quickly and covering your mouth once more.

“This should be fun” Sirius chuckled as he leaned back in the couch on the opposite end of the room.

“Alright darling, truth or dare?” Remus began.

“Truth” You quickly blurted before returning your hand to your mouth to control your potential outbursts.

“Tell us one thing you’ve never told anyone else”

“Mm hm mm hmm” you mumbled through your hand. Oh god, you thought. The words you tried to push out were shocking.

“Without your hand” Remus laughed, pulling your hand from your lips. His fingertips were delicate against the skin of your palm.

“I touch myself thinking about both of you” You blurted quickly. Your cheeks burned cherry red.

You could’ve heard a pin drop with the silence that followed.

“That was not what I was expecting to hear” Sirius began sadistically chuckling, his gaze dancing between you and Remus.

"Oh my god I cannot believe I just said that" You gasped. "This is so not fair" You scoffed playfully and threw your head back.

Things were going just as it always went when the three of you drank. Veritaserum or not, a little bit of alcohol in your system and you always talked about sex. And lots of it. It always created such indescribable tension between all three of you, and you had to admit, it lit a fire in you.

Usually you'd exchange stories of your sexual experiences, and you couldn't help but notice they were always overly-eager to hear about yours.

"Do tell us more, dear. We would love to hear it" Remus's cheeks grew red as he looked over to you curiously. Although he sat beside you, his figure felt as though it towered over you.

"I fantasize about it...a lot" You continued, swallowing your nerves. It felt like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders, even considering how embarrassed you were.

“Well…Pads…that is interesting isn’t it?”

“Certainly is” Sirius, being the sly man that he is, cared very little to dance around his desires any longer, “Have you ever had a threesome?” He smirked, sipping his refilled whisky once more.

“No, but I'd love for you to both fuck me at the same time” You expressed casually, as if this was normal conversation to be had with your friends.

Your eyes grew wider and you blushed, reacting to your own words as if someone else had spoken them. But no, it was just you and your deepest desires coming to light.

You barely hid your devious smile as it disappeared behind the cover of your hand once more. The only threesome you’d ever wanted was with the two men staring at you like you were their next meal.

Sirius and Remus exchanged a wordless message to one another, using the subtlety of nods and raised brows to understand what they were going to do next.

Remus gently rested his palm on your knee before leaning over to plant a soft kiss upon your neck. You breathed out delicately into a small moan. You locked eyes with Sirius across the room, who devoured you with his gaze while he shifted in his seat on the sofa.

Remus worked away at trailing kisses up your jaw and onto your open lips. You moaned softly into him as you brought your hands up to his face, pulling him into you.

The small amount of liquor you drank danced in your veins, making you warm and fuzzy with desire. That mixed with the serum to give you the confidence you needed to act on your fantasies, now that you were given the opportunity.

You allowed Remus to explore you with his hands, which first landed from your collarbones down to your breasts. He was gentle, at first, before giving them a firm squeeze. His lips left yours, inching down your neck once more. Remus' hands found the bottom hem of your top. You eagerly assisted, letting him pull it above your head.

Sirius had remained quiet until that moment. You could hear the deep breath that he sucked in with the view of your bra that came into view. It was evident that he was dying to get his hands on you, but took just as much pleasure in watching Remus get you hot and bothered only a few feet away from him.

"Is this what you want, Y/N?" Sirius purred, watching as Remus laid you down on the couch before hovering above you. You snapped your attention to him, catching sight of his devious smirk.

"More than anything" You whimpered.

Kisses continued to be planted across your bare skin. As Remus hovered above you, you could feel the bulge that pressed firmly against the cloth of his pants brushing against your leg. You moved your leg to rub against it. Remus's brows furrowed in response as he looked deep into your eyes. His hand quickly found its way between your legs, applying pressure to your aching nerves.

God…Oh, god how did you end up here? Only moments ago you were casually spending time with your best friends, and now here you were...your mind in a daze of ecstasy and excitement.

Sirius stood to his feet, slowly walking over to the other sofa where you lay. Remus looked up at him and nodded, as if they had some sort of way to communicate telepathically. Sirius knelt beside you, caressing your face.

"Let's move this to the bedroom, yeah?" Sirius suggested, lifting you into his arms as all three of you moved into the next room.

After he placed you in the middle of the bed, Remus removed your pants. Your matching bra and panties came in handy today. The black lace accentuated every curve just perfectly, making their mouths water at the sight.

“Oh my darling, look at you” Remus’ voice trembled despite his best efforts to compose himself in the moment. They both hovered over you on their knees. It was deliciously overwhelming.

“Such a pretty little thing aren’t you?” Sirius smirked before gritting his teeth, his frustration building so much inside him.

“P-please” You whimpered pathetically.

“What is it? Tell us what you want” Remus teased at a whisper, pressing his lips dangerously close to your ear. Chills shot down your body. He began rubbing you again through the fabric of your panties.

“Both of you” You muttered, your body involuntarily rolling against the gentle touch of their fingertips exploring every inch of your skin.

Sirius and Remus didn’t anticipate the night ending like this. It all happened so fast. They’d wanted you so badly, for so long. All it took was a few drops of veritaserum and a dangerous game of truth or dare to put you in their grasp.

Only in your dreams had you seen this. Both of them hungry for you and only you. Their full attention all on you.

Thank Merlin for liquor and a careless Professor Snape, you thought. The liquid courage you knew you needed to finally act on your urges was aiding your actions and your every thought. You were sober enough to make your decision, but just enough careless to not hold back. The fuzziness that made your mind float felt so right.

So here you were, being ravaged by the hands and mouths of the most breath-taking men as they worshiped your still partially-clothed body.

“Hold her, Moony” Sirius instructed.

You were at their mercy. Whatever they decided to do with you was their call. You’d let them do whatever they wanted. Anything.

Remus shifted himself beneath you, laying against the headboard, holding you with your back pressed into his chest. The bed in Sirius’s flat was soft and inviting.

Sirius moved to the edge of the bed, bringing his mouth to your aching heat.

“Let’s get these out of the way, yeah?” He pulled at the delicate fabric, moving your panties to the side, instead of removing them, “they just look so good on you, baby”.

The cool air blew over the wetness already glistened on your pussy. Sirius groaned lowly with hunger for what was laid out in front of him.

A strangled whimper fell from your lips as Sirius pressed his tongue against your throbbing clit. Remus began kissing at your ear before trailing pecks down the side of your neck. You’d never been so turned on. This sort of attention was like nothing you’d ever experienced.

Remus hands worked to pull down your bra gently, revealing your breasts.

“You are so perfect” Remus whispered to you admirably. You looked back to him and pressed your lips upon his, shooting sparks between you two. Moans slipped into Remus’ mouth as Sirius inserted two fingers inside of you to heighten your pleasure.

“Is he making you feel good, love?” Remus purred in your ear as you pulled away from his lips to watch Sirius. His tongue worked fervently at your clit.

“Uh-huh” you desperately breathed.

“You’ve got to taste her, she’s a dream” Sirius groaned as his face revealed your slickness coating his mouth.

Remus reached from behind you, bringing his delicate fingers to your wet and swollen bud. He rubbed you gently and you curled your hips up into his touch.

He quickly pulled it away, bringing his fingers to his mouth, tasting your arousal.

“You do taste sweet” he praised, placing his finger in your own mouth to allow you to taste yourself, “here”.

“Shall you do the honors, Moony?” Sirius nodded, moving himself off the bed for a moment.

“Ready for me to fuck you, darling?” Remus whispered softly, pulling your hair away from your neck to plant gentle pecks along your shoulder.

You nodded in approval. They both worked quickly and eagerly to remove their clothes. You unhooked and removed your bra, freeing your breasts. At the same time, Remus pulled your panties off your body and swapped places with Sirius, positioning himself between your legs. Sirius rested on his knees next to your face on the bed.

Sirius stroked himself softly while he watched Remus line himself up with your entrance.

"You okay?" Remus asked, his gentle smile warming your heart as he checked on you before he pressed the tip of his cock right between your legs.

"Yes...please fuck me" You begged him desperately, earning even more of a precious grin on his expression.

"You sound so sweet when you beg, darling" Sirius purred, hooking his finger beneath your chin to bring your lips to his. He devoured you, slipping his tongue over your lips. Your brought your hand to wrap firmly around his cock, replacing his own hand.

Just then, an overwhelming sensation of fullness came over you as Remus buried himself fully inside you. You gasped, breaking away from Sirius' lips.

"Fuck" You whined. Watching where your bodies connected so beautifully. His lustful expression made it appear as though he was in heaven, holding himself fully sheathed inside you.

Sirius pulled your face to look back at him while Remus began thrusting steadily.

"Look at me while he fucks you, baby" Sirius insisted, whimpering softly while you stroked him.

"You take me so well" Remus moaned between each passionate thrust.

You wrapped your lips around Sirius' cock, lowering all the way down and taking him completely. Tears welled in your eyes as his length pressed the back of your throat.

"Ah, fuck, baby, that's it" He praised while gripping the back of your head. Before you could pull back, Sirius began fucking your face.

The way they handled your body as you were fucked from both ends showed the built up tension they were unleashing upon you.

As Remus fucked you hard, his hips slapping firmly against yours, Sirius cupped one of your breasts into his hand, gently caressing your nipple. The other hand traveled slowly down to your aching clit that begged to be touched again.

The curling of Remus' hips brushed your most sensitive spot. Along with the motions on your clit pushed you near the edge.

The tightening coil in your lower belly was begging to burst open, and with just two more glides of Remus' thrusts, it washed over you so suddenly. You moaned loudly, pulling off of Sirius to properly breathe as your body was overtaken by euphoria.

"Oh my god" You cried out, feeling your shaking legs tremble beneath Remus. He slowed to allow you a moment to catch your breath.

"You're making me jealous, Moony. I think its my turn, yeah?" Sirius teased.

"You gonna let Pads have your pussy, too?" Remus smirked, gently pulling his length from you. You whimpered at the sudden emptiness and nodded your head, "You dirty girl" he teased.

Sirius motioned for you to turn around. You obeyed, getting on your hands and knees and arching your back for his ease of access. You needed to be filled again...you needed it so desperately.

He wasted no time as he quickly got behind you, slamming his full length into your aching cunt. You choked on your moan, feeling so wonderfully overwhelmed by it.

"Oh, Y/N" Sirius breathed out, letting the euphoric feeling of being inside you overcome him.

Remus allowed you to adjust to Sirius before placing the tip of his cock, still wet with your arousal, on your swollen lips.

"If your mouth is even half as good as your cunt, I won't last much longer darling" Remus said softly before you took him entirely onto your tongue.

"Yeah, that's our good girl...letting us fuck you like this" Sirius praised you as his thrusts became brutal and quick. You could tell from their sounds of pleasure the motion of their hips that they were both close to their release.

"You both fuck me so good" You whimpered pathetically, taking a breath and pulling away from Remus.

"Your ours. All ours" Sirius groaned, his tone was possessive and rough.

Sirius was ruthless the pacing of his thrusts. He fucked you like he missed you. Like he'd waited forever to feel you.

"Suck my cock, darling" Remus instructed, guiding your mouth back to his length, "Yes, that's it" He threw his head back, enamored with the pleasure you brought him.

Remus and Sirius were in a continuous state of euphoria. Neither of them thought they'd ever have you like this. They'd dreamed of it, but never thought it would ever be real.

They both found perfect rhythm, fucking your pussy and your mouth at the same pace.

"Come for him, Y/N...come on his cock like you did for me" Remus encouraged you.

"I can feel her, she's close" Sirius gripped your hips, using them as leverage to deepen the swing of his hips, causing your ass to slap against his thighs repeatedly.

It was all too much, in the best possible way. Their praises did so much to push you over the edge.

As your second release built within you, your body grew tense, which they both noticed. It tightened up inside you, threatening to let loose any second. All it took was one final thrust from both ends to unravel the tension.

Your orgasm overtook every fiber of your being, radiating further than your first. A mess of profanities and whimpering filled the room as stars danced in your eyes.

"Good girl" Sirius praised you, slowing his thrusts while he allowed you to ride through your high.

Both men must've exchanged an unspoken message to one another once again, because they both pulled their lengths from you at the same time, leaving you terribly empty. You whined in disappointment.

"Lay down" Remus instructed. You did as he asked, laying down on your back. They both sat back and stared you down.

"You said you touch yourself thinking about us" Sirius began, "Show us…show us how you do it"

Your heart began beating even faster. How erotic it felt to pleasure yourself while they watched. They stoked themselves, admiring you so carefully.

You smirked, parting your legs and bringing your fingers in between your trembling thighs.

Slowly, you rubbed circles on your clit, hesitating at first to look them in their eyes. Even though they'd just fucked you senseless, something felt so much more intimate about this and you felt almost...nervous, but...you loved it. Their moaning indicated their edging nearer the release they craved.

You rubbed yourself faster now, finally finding the confidence to look them in the eyes, shooting your gaze back and forth between them. They looked at you as if you were the only woman in the whole world. You wondered how many times this very fantasy had danced through their imaginations. Finally having the opportunity to admire their impressive sizes, you were so turned on by the way they pleasured themselves while enjoying the sight of you.

"That's our girl...keep going" Remus begged.

You shut your eyes and threw your head back, feeling your third orgasm approaching quickly.

“Oh yes, just like that” Sirius encouraged you, enamored with the way you worked your fingers on your clit and bucked into your own touch.

Once again, that familiar tingling made itself known at your core. Your whimpering moans grew louder as you picked up the pace and focused on your pleasure.

"Gonna c- fuck...gonna come on you baby" Sirius growled.

You spilled over the edge, letting your orgasm pulse through your veins and overtake you. Just then, as your pleasurable cries fell from your lips, both Remus and Sirius' motions faltered in their weakness as they came on you, their release coating your tits and stomach.

"Fuuuuck" Remus cried out, followed by Sirius' intense moans of approval as you all three came together. It was the most erotic experience you'd ever felt

You chest rose and fell with your heavy breathing, trying to catch your breath as you floated down gracefully.

Sirius and Remus did the same, falling to either side of you on the bed. There were several moments of blissful silence, allowing you all come down in peace.

"Y'alright, Y/N?" Remus spoke softly, pulling a stray strand of hair from your cheek.

"Never ever been better" You chuckled.

Sirius grabbed a towel and wiped your body clean of their release before cuddling back up next to you and Remus.

"I do hope your bad day is a little bit better now, dear" Sirius teased.

"That was certainly long overdue wasn't it?" You sighed.

"Shall we thank Severus next time we see him?" Sirius proposed.

"I don't think that's a good idea" Remus laughed sweetly before you all three fell asleep together.

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bloomries · 1 year

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can you make a scenario where simeon lies his head on mc's lap and mc is stroking his hair and twirling it <3

STUDY BUDDY

﹙ ✿ ﹚── includes : simeon (obey me).

﹙ ✿ ﹚── synopsis : a study group that ends up with sleepy solomon laying his head in your lap and taking a nice little nap.

﹙ ✿ ﹚── warnings : 2nd person pov. gn! reader. featuring solomon & asmodeus. is this just several paragraph of mc being absolutely in love with simeon? yes, yes it is.

"A study group?" You repeat, looking at the text Solomon just sent. Details on where and when to meet for a 'study group.' You glanced up at him, suspicious, but he just put his hands up in defense wearing that usual smug smile.

"I was just simply suggesting a way we could help each other. I've already invited Simeon, too." Your glare softens at the mention of Simeon. If Solomon notices it, he doesn't tease you for it this time. "Anyways, I know you're failing Alchemy, so just come, won't you?" And with that, he's disappearing into the crowd of RAD students.

Well, you suppose you should go— if only for Simeon's sake. You fear what Solomon would do in your absence.

Much to your surprise (not really), the study group falls apart the second Asmodeus arrives. Asmo is much more preoccupied with catching up with Solomon, leaving you and Simeon to try and study, but that soon fails as Simeon lets out a yawn.

"Are you tired? We can stop for today," You suggest, resting your chin in the palm of your hand. Simeon gives you an apologetic smile.

"Are you sure that's alright? I don't want to-" Another cute yawn cuts him off, and your heart squeezes in your chest. It was like watching a kitten yawn. Too adorable.

"I'm sure!" You say, scooting back and patting your lap. "You can rest here!" As soon as you say it, embarrassment creeps up your cheeks. Ah, was that too forward, or perhaps too cringy?

You're not unaware of the silence coming from Asmodeus and Solomon at your words. They're watching like hawks. Thankfully Simeon doesn't notice their intense gaze, nor does he feel awkward about your offer!

Simeon thanks you as he lays his head against your lap, his breath hitching for but a moment as your fingers instinctually begin to play with his hair. It's not the first time Simeon's laid his head in your lap, or vise versa, but it certainly feels just as intimate. He lets out a soft sigh as you begin to stroke at the soft, silky strands.

Despite your increasing heart rate, the moment is incredibly peaceful and serene. Entangling and curling the strands of hair with your fingers, soft snores begin to escape from Simeon. Had he fallen asleep that quickly? Truth be told, Simeon had been so comfortable before. It was like the warmest of blankets had landed atop of him, like he was laying on the plushest of beds and pillows, like he had drank some warm milk right before bed. Of course he had fallen asleep!

Though the tranquility of the moment fades as Asmodeus lets out a little whistle.

"Well aren't you two adorable?" He teases, already snapping pictures of the cute moment, and making sure to send them all to you.

"They're really made for each other," Solomon snickered. You shoot him a glare and shush him.

"Both of you quiet. If you ruin this moment for me I'll make sure to curse you both so terribly that-" Simeon shifted in his sleep, turning his head in your lap, and you froze almost instantly. Once he had gone back to peaceful slumber, you eye the two giggling men with death glares. "Anyways, be quiet or leave. I have Sleeping Beauty to look over."

And not once had you stopped the relaxing motion of playing with his hair.

﹙ ✿ ﹚thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

#obey me x reader #om x reader #omswd x reader #obey me imagines #om imagines #omswd imagines #obey me headcanons #om headcanons #omswd headcanons #simeon x reader #obey me fluff #om fluff #omswd fluff #simeon imagines #simeon headcanons #simeon fluff

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chuuyasheaven · 1 year

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Heya! Happy valentines day darling ♡ I'm here for the event if that's ok :D

So I'd like Dazai + "5: I know you can take it, baby.” "10: You taste so fuckin' sweet, y'know that?” and "11: You're mine, and I'm only yours. Got it?”" (basically 5, 10 and 11) with a breeding kink? I mean, not to get the reader pregnant, just to come inside you know heheheheh~

And also, would you make it semi public? Add some excitement but they don't get caught. It can happen anywhere you have in mind :)

Thanks and also, no pressure!! ♡

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 5, 10, 11!

“i know you can take it, baby.”

“You taste fuckin' sweet, y'know that?”

“You're mine and I'm only yours, got it?”

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Dazai is a little jelly and takes you right in the agency while the others are having lunch! <3

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Fem!Reader, Jealous!Dazai, Pussy eating, Petnames, Semi-Public Sex (but they won't get caught)

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: When i tell you i gasped. YOU?! AREN'T YOU LIKE MORE POPULAR THAN ME??? But yeah, thanks for the prompts! Have a nice day, Ash!!

“Hey, bella, wanna skip this mission together?” Dazai asked with a grin on a face, waiting for your response.

“Yeah, she won't because she'll accompany me on my mission.”, Ranpo replied.

“Ranpo's right, I'll have to come with him, but we'll be back before lunch, Dazai! So no worries.” you backed up Ranpo's statement.

“Can't they just send Atsushi with you? He'll probably be more than happy to do so.” Dazai said, Kunikida joined the conversation.

“Well, Atsushi won't because he's already with Kyouka and Yosano. Since you would reject the mission, like always, we'd figured that [Name] would do fine.”, Dazai just looked at all three of you with a defeated face, but didn't carry the conversation on.

“[Name]! There you are, it's almost lunch yʼknow?!” Dazai asked with a playful pout, which you responded to.

“Yeah, i know. But Ranpo just wanted some candy and i treated him some sweets, if that's okay. We also talked for a while and forgot the time..” you explained.

Dazai couldn't help but to feel a little jealous, you couldn't blame him though!

“So, [Name], wanna come downstairs with me? The others must be arriving right now.”, just as you wanted to answer, Dazai did already for you.

“Sorry, but she's already having lunch with me up here! You can go downstairs though, they're probably waiting, Ranpo.”

You would've lied if you said Dazai's tone didn't sound like a small amount of Jealousy.

“Well, alright! Have fun, you both.”

As Ranpo left, you turned to Dazai with a confused face. “Why did you tell him that? I could've answered, y'know?”

“Bella, i know you would say the exact thing, but let's forget about that, shall we?”, as you wanted to reply, Dazai came closer to you.

“Let's forget about the fact that you ditched me for Ranpo,” He straddled you in your chair, having his knee in between your thighs.

Now whispering in your ear-

“but don't you ever forget the fact that, you're mine and I'm only yours, got it?” you could feel his smirk, as Dazai went further down reaching your neck.

Feeling his hot breath against your neck, he left some kisses there. These kisses turned into small bites.

You slowly felt yourself getting more aroused by the second.

“Dazai, w-we can't do it here..the others might-”, Dazai interrupted you, “See us? Let them, they should see that i don't share, bella.”,

Was he serious?

How did he go from playful to jealous and possessive? Not gonna lie though, it turned you on. Also him just taking you now, with the possibility that someone could walk in, made this even more exciting.

“Hey, Bella,” Dazai spoke to interrupt your racing thoughts, “your soaking up my knee, are you really turned on by this? If that's so, let's step this up, shall we?”, you wondered what he meant by that, just for him to get off of you.

As Dazai repositioned, your breath hitched slightly, as you felt Dazai's against your clothed core. He took off your panties and hid them under the desk.

Now that your cunt is free from your soaked panties, Dazai started making out with your pussy.

You let out a quick, loud moan, covering your mouth after and blushing. He did even better by seeing that reaction. Dazai tried making you loose some noise.

“You taste so fuckin' sweet, y'know that? That's such a sweet treat not even Ranpo could handle, right?” he slightly teased.

Still no sound from you, Dazai moved his free hand to rub on your clit, adding more pleasure.

This is where you lost it.

“Ah! D-dazai this is to much..c-can't take it!-”, You moaned, thinking he'll actually slow down a little, oh how you were mistaken.

You just got a quick chuckle from him.

“I know you can take it, baby. Besides, whenever i do this it made you cum quicker, we have to hurry up before they come back, bella.” Dazai replied.

When he finished the sentence, he added more pressure onto your clit, which made the coil in your stomach almost burst.

Just as he gave your cunt one good lick, it snapped, you finally came.

Dazai licked up the remaining juices and handed you your soaked panties from earlier.

This saw Dazai as a good time to tease, “Guess you have to walk around in those, bella. Just a reminder that you belong to me, right?”

THE END WAS SO LAZY- But i hope you like it! Also I forgot abt the breeding kink- just noticed!

#dazai x reader #dazai smut #dazai osamu #dazai x y/n #bsd dazai #dazai bungou stray dogs

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luveline · 1 year

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baby! i love all your au’s so much!! maybe u wanna do something for kbd universe?

like maybe the whole family is sick and it’s just steve and reader trying to get through taking care of the girls and themselves? i thought maybe it would be cute but it’s all up to u <33 hope you’re having a good day jade!

hello! i made it so steve and beth aren’t sick yet I hope that’s still alright, thank you for requesting! thanks so much, i hope you are too <3 kisses before dinner au <3 dad!steve x mom!reader 2k words cw throwing up

Steve worries it's going to be a bad day when Dove throws up in the morning. He knows it's going to be a bad day when Avery throws up a little later, and then it's all but cemented when you chuck up in the sink.

You're a big girl and you can clean it up yourself but Steve would go lie in a busy highway if he thought that would make you smile, and so he has no qualms about sending you to the quarantine zone and cleaning it himself. It's a very unfortunate place to chuck up, all things considered, and Steve has to wash the dishes in the basin three times before he trusts they're clean.

Beth clears her throat from the kitchen doorway.

"Oh, hey, baby," he says sweetly, peeling out of his rubber gloves and throwing them eagerly into the trash. "How's my girl?"

Beth is three and a half years old. She loves Steve more than anybody on this entire planet, loves his attention, his hugs. She's a clinger, and he's more than happy for her to be so. She's also rather quiet— Steve worries she wouldn't talk at all if it weren't for Avery, her six year old sister. Ave is a smarty pants who talks Beth's ear off every chance she gets.

Beth, predictably, doesn't answer, holding her arms up in the universal sign for pick me up.

He wipes his hands on a tea towel haphazardly and pulls her up into his chest, hand spread over her back. Steve's constantly reminded of how soft and pretty his girls are, and he wouldn't ever say this aloud but Beth is the prettiest of the three because she looks so much like you. She dips her head, the line of her jaw softening with the movement. Steve ducks down to meet her eyes, offering up a loving smile.

"What, you aren't talking to me today?"

"I'm tired," she says quietly.

Steve licks his lips and pulls her closer in one arm so he can hold the other up and read the face of his watch.

"It's not bed time for a while. Should we sit down for a nap?”

"Yeah," she agrees, rubbing her face against his collar.

Steve shifts her in his arms to prop her up with one and hug her with the other.

They head upstairs and cross the landing to his and your bedroom, where you, Ave, and Dove are all sequestered in bed with a sick bowl.

Dove sleeps like a log on your chest where he's propped you up with pillows. Ave lies in Steve's spot, arm across the mattress to hold hands with you.

"Hello," he says, hesitant at the threshold. You're gonna be in a tough spot if Steve gets sick too. "How are you feeling?"

He directs his question at both you and Ave, but Ave answers first.

"I feel sick," she says morosely.

"That doesn't surprise me, baby, you are sick. How about you, mom?"

"I'm fine," you say. Your other hand rubs up and down the length of Dove's back and shoulders steadily, an absent-minded gesture no doubt. "What about you, my lovely girl? You and daddy had to clean up my mess, huh? I'm sorry."

The apology is entirely for him. He doesn't need it or even want it.

"It's okay," Beth says.

"You took the words straight outta my mouth," he praises her.

Beth all but dissolves into his chest. You read her mood, and his oncoming question quickly.

“You gonna go nap?” you ask.

“Would that be okay? You’ll be okay? I can put her down and come right back.”

You give him your most loving, darling smile, the kind of smile he fell in love with; the kind of smile that had him looking at you, twenty years old and lonely, and knowing he wasn’t going to be lonely much longer.

“We’ll be okay,” you say. “Love you, miss you.”

“I love you.” He waves at Avery. “Love you, baby. Try and get some sleep.”

—

He wakes up to his name being called severely. It’s a pretty terrifying sound to wake up to when you have a family, your wife calling to you with little room for affection.

“Steve? Steve, I need you right now.”

He startles hard and wakes Beth where she’s lying on his chest.

“Daddy?” she mumbles.

He slides her off of him as carefully as he’s able, which in his panic is nowhere as carefully as he wants to. “It’s okay, babe. Go back to sleep.”

“Steve.”

He hears the unfortunate sound of retching. You’re sitting in the middle of the bed with a hand on Avery's back as she chucks up into the bowl, and Avery isn’t the problem, it’s Dove, who’s throwing up all over your shoulder and screaming between heaves.

“Sorry, I’m sorry, but they won’t stop. I think they’re setting each other off and-“ You inhale sharply. “I don’t want to-“

“Hey, okay,” he says easily, much less panicked than you. He understands exactly why you’re so scared — to have them both so forcefully ill is terrifying, and worse, you’re by yourself and sick too.

“Avery, are you alright, sweetheart?” he asks.

Avery is understandably in tears. She heaves and nothing comes out but spit, so he sits down heavily next to her and wraps an arm over her trembling shoulders. “Deep breath,” he says, “super deep breath. You’re okay.”

He works Avery through the last of her throw up. He can hear you placating the baby, your voice shaky.

“Let’s go get in the bath,” he says quietly, “should we?”

It’s dangerous to leave Avery in the bath alone, so he puts a towel on top of the toilet lid and sits her down.

“I’m gonna get Dove and you’ll both have a bath.” He rubs her back, heart broken by her little downcast face, her cheeks shiny with tears. “I’m gonna make it all better, baby, I promise,” he says slowly, offering his pinky to her.

She holds up her own, so much smaller, and they shake on it.

He doubles back for Dove and, unfortunately, the worst has happened. You’ve chucked up, mostly in the bowl, but enough on the sheets to need changing, and there are tears bumping down your cheeks. Dove is screaming like she’s in agony. It’s awful.

“Pass her over to me,” he says.

Your lips part.

“It’s okay, babe, just pass her to me,” he murmurs, hands replacing yours under her armpits. “You want to strip off and come in the bathroom too? The smell…”

“I’m sorry for shouting, I probably gave you a heart attack- I don’t know, I was being silly,” you say.

“You were not.” He pats Doves lower back until she’s calmed down enough to hear himself think. He can’t stay in here with you as much as he wants to, worried about Avery, and a little about Beth. “Come on, you can have a bath next.”

Steve gets Avery and Dove in a warm bath and it calms everybody down. You sit on the toilet seat in your underwear looking miserable and embarrassed and tired and he takes what time he can to squeeze your naked calf.

“You’re wet,” you faux-complain, mouth full of toothpaste and your toothbrush.

“I’m damp at best. So dramatic.”

He washes the sick out of Avery’s hair and Dove entertains herself with a rubber duck. Avery enjoys having her hair washed, eyes slipping closed as Steve massages her little head.

“How are you feeling, Dovey?” you ask, reaching across the lip of the tub to smooth back her wet hair.

“Duckie,” she cheers, brandishing her yellow friend at you.

Your smile is soft. “Duckie,” you repeat. “Does he have any water in his tummy?”

She squirts it at you. Point proven.

He gets Avery out and wraps her up in a towel that’s yards too big for her. Beth ventures into the room with tired eyes, and she looks unhappy to be missing out on bath time. She loves playing with her mermaid dolls.

“You want one with mommy?” you ask.

Beth smiles so wide that Steve wants to take a picture.

When he’s wrangled both sicky girls into new pyjamas, he asks Avery if she’ll entertain Dove for a little bit. It’s more of a hope than a true request. Avery nods seriously and grabs one of her picture books, sitting by her baby sister on the pillows decorating her bedroom floor.

He changes the ruined sheets in your bedroom, throws them in the laundry, pushes open the bedroom window to circulate some clean air and then makes his way to the bathroom with the sick bowl to pour the contents down the toilet. You and Beth sit across from each other in the bath. Even though you’re sick, Steve thinks this might be one of the most important moments of Beth’s life. Carving alone time with you, your hands rubbing soap over her little shoulders while you murmur praises at her, it’s incredibly sweet. He’s sorry to ruin it.

“You’re squeaky clean, baby, I barely gotta scrub you, such a clean girl. My Beth’s always been neat, huh?”

Steve washes his hands. Beth, bubbles up to her neck, says, “Hi, daddy. You’re coming in?”

“Not me. I don’t think you can fit me. And mom does the best job, anyways, she gets rid of all the stink.”

“Stink!” you deny. You have to clear your throat after. Your smile doesn’t wane. “She does not ever stink because she’s a princess, thank you very much, daddy.”

Back to Avery's room. So much of being a parent is retracing your steps, walking the same distance over and over and over. He encourages the girls into the bathroom and helps them brush their teeth, which Avery thinks is, “Weird as heck. You’re s’posed to brush your teeth after dinner.”

“But you’ve been sick,” he reminds her, kneeling with one knee in a puddle, Dove’s chin pinched between his finger and thumb as he brushes her tiny pearls gently.

“But we’ll have to brush them again,” she whines.

“I brushed my teeth too,” you say now wrapped in a towel, rubbing Beth’s hair with the hood of her bath-poncho.

“You’re a grown up.”

“So?” Steve asks, genuinely laughing. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Mom does stuff she hates all of the time!”

“Like what?”

“Like kissing you,” Avery declares.

You burst into laughter, which does not help his case. Avery laughs because you’ve laughed. Beth and Dove are easily infected, leaving Steve one against four and feeling bullied. You apologise profusely when you see his theatrical heartbreak and offer him a kiss to prove you don’t mind it. You won’t actually give him one when he puckers up.

“If you get sick too, we’re screwed.”

He leads his girls down the stairs in a freshly made procession and insists they all sit at the dinner table, you included. From there, he doles out Pepto Kids, crackers, watered down apple juice and forehead kisses. Beth doesn’t need any Pepto, and she gets some secret peanut butter on her crackers. He worries anything too rich will prompt a third upheaval for the rest.

You get regular old Pepto, and you hate it. “I’m having flashbacks,” you mumble. Pepto is a great anti-nausea medication, and you’d reaped its benefits heavily during pregnancy three.

Maybe he’s biassed on who needs more kisses. He lays them thick from one end of your forehead to the other and then, finally, sits down in the chair next to Dove with a tired groan.

Her hand reaches across the gap for his. She holds his finger with one hand, offers a cracker with another. “Dad,” she says warmly.

He takes it. If he gets sick, he gets sick. There isn’t a world that exists where he has the power to say no to her.

requests are open for more of this au <3 pls consider a reblog if u enjoyed cos im an attention seeker and they make me happy, thanks for reading!!! <3

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rpmemes-galore · 2 months

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taylor swift : reputation album ... sentence starters

"Are you ready for it?"

"No one has to know."

"Call it what you want to."

"I wanna be your end game."

"Is it cool that I said all that?"

"I don't like your little games."

"I'm just gonna call you mine."

"Now all he thinks about is me."

"For you, I would cross the line."

"I let them think they saved me."

"My castle crumbled overnight."

"I'm doing better than I ever was."

"Look what you just made me do."

"But, darling, it's going to be okay."

"Gold cage, hostage to my feelings."

"All my flowers grew back as thorns."

"You should take it as a compliment."

"Touch me and you'll never be alone."

"You and me, we got big reputations."

"Reputation precedes me, in rumors."

"But what can I say? You're gorgeous."

"I don't wanna be just another ex-love."

"Don't blame me, love made me crazy."

"Stay here, honey, I don't wanna share."

"Oh, damn, never seen that color blue."

"They say, 'She's gone too far this time!'"

"I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose."

"You've ruined my life by not being mine."

"They fade to nothing when I look at him."

"Say my name and everything just stops."

"Just think of the fun things we could do."

"I never trust a playboy, but they love me."

"Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours."

"So why'd you have to rain on my parade?"

"The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury."

"I'm one call away whenever you need me."

"If a man talks shit, then I owe him nothing."

"Do the girls back home touch you like I do?"

"I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me."

"But if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom."

"It was the best of times, the worst of crimes."

"Knew he was a killer first time that I saw him."

"This is why we can't have nice things, darling."

"I once was poison ivy, but now, I'm your daisy."

"Only bought this dress so you could take it off."

"You're so cool, it makes me hate you so much."

"I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted."

"The truth is, it’s easier to ignore it, believe me."

"And there are no rules when you show up here."

"I made up my mind, I'm better off being alone."

"If life gets too good now, darling, it scares you."

"Even in my worst lies, you saw the truth in me."

"I don't regret it one bit 'cause he had it coming."

"Every love I've known in comparison is a failure."

"'Cause for every lie I tell them, they tell me three."

"I'm so furious at you for making me feel this way."

"Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time."

"Younger than my exes, but he acts like such a man."

"He really knows me. Which is more than they can say."

"They're burning all the witches, even if you aren't one."

"And therein lies the issue, friends don't try to trick you."

"You know I'm not a bad girl, but I do bad things with you."

"Wondered how many girls he had loved and left haunted."

"Some boys are trying too hard, he don't try at all, though."

"Your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep."

"They say I did something bad. Then why's it feel so good?"

"I don't like your perfect crime, how you laugh when you lie."

"Is it too soon to do this yet? 'Cause I know that it's delicate."

"Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me?"

"My reputation's never been worse, so you must like me for me."

"They got their pitchforks and proof, their receipts and reasons."

"This is how the world works: you gotta leave before you get left."

"I've made mistakes and made some choices, that's hard to deny."

"You asked me for a place to sleep, locked me out, and threw a feast."

"You promise people the world, because that's what they want from you."

"We can't make any promises now, can we, babe? But you can make me a drink."

"In the middle of the night, in my dreams, you should see the things we do, baby."

"Please, don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere."

"And all at once, you're all I want, I'll never let you go… King of my heart, body and soul."

"I'm sorry, the old (name) can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead!"

"I'll be there if you’re the toast of the town, babe. Or if you strike out and you’re crawling home."

"There I was, giving you a second chance. But you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand."

"I've been breaking hearts a long time and toying with them older guys. Just playthings for me to use."

"And I know I make the same mistakes every time. Bridges burn, I never learn... at least I did one thing right."

#taylor swift lyrics #sentence starters #rp meme

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laroserie · 1 year

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𖥻 luxiem with a sick darling

— characters : all of luxiem minus ike eveland ( vox akuma , luca kaneshiro , shu yamino , mysta rias )

— content : x gender neutral reader , romantic , fluff , the reader is called pet names , the reader is was a cold / something alike , vox threaten to strangle the reader with a scarf

— authors note : been sick lately. ( i apologize if anyone is ooc , didn't include ike because i have no clues of how he could act / do with a sick significant other, most likely take care of them at the best of his ability i.e get them meds and foods / water as well as blankies and that the most he could do and i don't know how to develop that )

— vox akuma , he could probably nag you then take care of you.

' you see ? that why i told you to wear a scarf ! i knew you could get sick ', he could go on for a while about how he warned you but you just couldn't listen to him and how next time you better wear the scarf or he was going to strangle you with it. He could most likely after his nagging session go right to taking care of you, after all how can he, your fantastic boyfriend let his miserable partner suffering all alone thought your sickness. He will make you drink soup, whether you like it or not ( he will try to make it to your liking as best as he can ). He could also insist on you staying in bed, not wanting you to move a single muscles, ' if you move and get any sicker how could i, your wonderful, incredible boyfriend will be able to resit wanting to touch you huh ? And if i do touch you i will also get sick and if i get sick, we will be both sick is that what you wa–...nt ? ' the chances are you felt asleep while he was going on and on about how you should just be a good little human and stay in bed. If that happen Vox will just sigh whisper to himself about how he must resist your cuteness and he will let you rest in the bedroom.

— luca kaneshiro, he could get sick with you.

Lucas will try to take care of you but his knowledge of 'how to care for my sick partner' is quite limited so he will think that the best way to get you up and running again is ... so cuddle you, kiss you and give you the most love he can. Which could be a good idea if that didn't end up in the mafia boss getting exactly sick like you the next day. You can try to protest and argue with him, that ' i'm really happy you still want to kiss me and hug me when i feel like slob but if you do, Lucas you will get sick too ', his only response will be 'babyy ... if i kiss you you will feel better right you always say my kisses help ... or may you lied ?? YOU LIED TO ME ? ' ... yeah you better accept his cuddles even if it end up in the both of you being sick or you having to take care of him the next day if you suddenly got better, but be prepared for a 'see honey? my kisses worked !! you aren't sick anymore ... maybe you should kiss me ! i won't be sick anymore that way ! ' ( don't )

— shu yamino, he could let you alone in it.

He doesn't want to abandon you to your sickness but the sorcerer doesn't want to get sick too. Don't get him wrong, he will get you medicines, foods, water, blankets and all that stuff, he just won't stay in the same room as you. He will send you text all thought the day to make up for it, it can range for a 100 words text about how he love you to a picture of a cute cat and a message with it saying ' look at the cat. ', he will send you messages about what he is doing. He may even try to make chicken broth for you ! ( he will take a picture of it and send it to you with a ' i'm a real malewife right babe ' text ). He will also most likely tidy up your house for you while your sick, he want you to not have to stress about cleaning up right after getting out of the sickness.

— mysta rias, he could try to take care of you and fail

Mysta will for sure try to take care of you but fail miserably. 'SWEETIE I GOT THE GOODS ( the meds )' '... Mysta thoses aren't the good ones ... but thanks you' or 'i made soup !' and it look burn, which is surprising you didn't know soup could burn but seem like you really do learn everyday. At some point between the burned soups and nearly ending you by putting too many blankets on you, the detective will realise that he is not made for taking care of you like that. But he won't give up ! His second plan is to try to make you think of anythings but being sick, if you have enough energy he will make you play somes lighthearted video games together, if not he will opt with watching a movie and for once he will let you choose which one you want to watch 'Are you really really reaaaaally sure you want to watch that ? ... You know what don't answer sure lets watch that you're sick you choose but next time i'm sick i better get movie choice right !' he will make you pinky promise that. Talking about getting sick, Mysta will most likely fell ill too soon after you, he doesn't restrict from holding you, kissing you on the cheek, holding your hands even if you are sick so be ready to take care of a sick fox soon enough.

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adastra121 · 4 months

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Touchstarved x The Amazing Devil

Since I use a bunch of The Amazing Devil songs on my Touchstarved OC playlists, I decided to match them to each of the main LIs. They're mostly the romantic songs, I highlighted the words that made me think of the characters.

Kuras= “Inkpot Gods.” Fighting god for the one you love. Walking a lonely path. The wild feeling of breaking free from the fate you thought you were bound to, the one you believed you deserved. Rewriting tragedy into redemption.

“Oh, what? These, these aren't tears. It's just the rain that wasn't brave enough to fall.”

“And what you see is not the dark, It’s just the gods upturning ink pots 'cause they know what you’ll become.”

"And to those gods, I will speak bluntly 'We've an accord, if you ever touch or harm him Please, rest assured that you might not fear a man But to me, by the end, you'll kneel and plea. 'Cause I'm more than what they all told me to be.'"

"And I wish that I could take their hand, But where I'm going is for me and me alone."

"If I don't make it back from where I've gone, Just know I loved you all along."

Leander= “Fair.” Mostly just vibes. Maybe it’s the gentle guitar, the autumnal sound. A space of solace, so achingly and heartwarmingly normal. The hint of insecurity and bitterness toward the world. The charming awkwardness and humour. I don’t know, this song sounds like Leander's giving you a hug. XD

"And he, he curses at the world For leaving him behind, and he's falling out of touch And they are stronger than he's ever been, he knows."

"And if you asked me to, if you asked me, I would lose it all Like petals in a storm."

"And calm throughout his melodrama They will turn and say, 'Dear heart, it's me, it's me. You don't need to pretend to be someone you're not.'"

"'How unfair, how unfair,' they'll sing As they dance across the darling rooftop wreck."

Vere= “That Unwanted Animal.” It’s either feral in a horny way or horny in a feral way. I don’t know which. Both, maybe? I imagine this is what it’d be like if Vere devoured you.

"And as you grip me like an animal that you're about to spear 'Be good to me,' I whisper."

"I'm the touch you crave, I'm the plans that you made, But fuck all your plans, I'm bored! ‘And can't you hear that scratching?’ I ask your eyes."

"And we fall into each other, the scratching grows so loud Because that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out… Oh, and you rip my ribcage open and devour what's truly yours."

"'Be good to me,' I beg of him. And he replies, 'No, no, not I.'"

Ais= “Ruin.” The wreckage after a storm. The strength and the fight inside you that has helped you survive until now being the very thing that destroys what matters to you. Ill-timed jokes. Unspoken regrets. Second chances among the ruin. Also the bird sounds throughout, because, you know. Sparrow. Hehe.

"Our mortar was your laughter And you hurled curses at the land. We didn't talk, we made universes Out of bitten lips and broken hands." This is basically the summary of Ais's scenes in the demo

Mhin= “Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious.” Not belonging, but desperately wanting to. Screaming silence and yearning to be heard. Chance meetings with someone else on the outside looking in. Being outsiders together. Oh, and there’s a cat.

"And I know I won't be long 'Cause I know I don't belong."

"As all my steps too far keep telling me 'This is who you are,' I should go home. I'm not lonely. I just like being on my own."

"Now I'm lying on a bed full of coats Trying desperately to cope. When you open up the door, say something stupid like 'You're lying on some coats,' I say, I know."

#I changed up some of the lyrics to be gender-neutral so they'd fit the mc #raise your hand if you would fight god for kuras — I don't know if we have to in his route #just. I'm prepared to.#I don't know why kuras strikes me as the kind of person to confess his love right before doing something self-sacrificing #“inkpot gods” hits pretty hard with an unnamed!mc actually #touchstarved #touchstarved game #touchstarved kuras #touchstarved leander #touchstarved vere #touchstarved ais #touchstarved mhin #red spring studio #the amazing devil #character themes #sort of #song recommendation #I wanted to post this earlier but Tumblr ate it so #let's try this again

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he-calls-me-kitten · 2 years

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Brain rot about the same Solomon from his darling appertince getting jealous of Satan tutoring mc in HIS best subject and him taking mc to the school’s library after everyone is gone and…..

Anon, your brain deserves a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates! Oof how I love this!

⚜️

Everyday you and Solomon talked about your dorms, telling each other about anything and everything that happened. Usually you have way more to report while he sits back and chuckles.

You sighed. "...and before dinner, Lucifer suddenly called a meeting and assigned Satan to tutor for the upcoming exams, so Satan took Levi and me- Solomon? You... okay?"

Solomon didn't realise exactly how fast his expression had changed. How his knuckles turned pale white, how his eyes widened in rage or how blue flames shot out of his fingers.

"Oh sorry. One of my new magic stones must be acting up again." He controlled himself. "Please continue, what did Satan teach you?"

"Seductive speechcraft. Can you believe it's an actual subject?" You shook your head in disbelief. Solomon's jaw tightened again. "He was only teaching you? Alone?"

"No, Levi was there too. Jeez, he made me seduce both of them." You chuckled. "And the best part is how easy it was. I mean simply meowed at Satan and I was done!"

But, you'd look so cute meowing on your hands and knees.

Solomon grit his teeth and shook his head. Lately you were making your way into his head in such lewd scenarios, he had to control himself magic.

"I see. Well, what's the next subject he's supposed to teach you?"

"Devildom history." You groaned. "By far the most tedious. It's going to take days to cover all the material. I just hope I don't fall asleep midway."

Solomon grinned. History is his forte. He can take care of this for you, in the best possible way. "Say, MC, I'm fairly skilled at the subject myself. Would you like me to teach you instead? I can even correlate with human history to give you a better understanding of the timeline."

Your eyes sparkled. "Yes please! That will be so much better! I'll go inform Satan. Thank you, Solomon!" Excited, you pressed a kiss on his cheek in gratitude.

Once isn't nearly enough. Do it again. Please.

"Haha sure. It pleases me to talk to someone who actually understands what I'm talking about, you know?" Solomon talks, still dazed from your kiss. "Meet me at the Central Library at 8, tomorrow."

⚜️

"There you are, MC." He patted the seat next to himself. "Come sit. I already took whatever books we need from the shelves."

You smiled and thanked him. "The library seems kinda empty today. It's usually more crowded, isn't it?"

"Indeed. I wonder why." He lied. As if he didn't specifically choose this time and place. He sat back, letting your fragrance fill the air around him. "Now, then shall we get started?"

He counted each time you gripped his thigh and laughed, each time playfully elbowed his arm and especially the times you laid your cheek on his shoulder to read off the pages.

11. 6. 15.

"I didn't know history could possibly be that fun! You should teach classes instead of that teacher we have." You frowned and shook your head. "Hey look, they dimmed the lights. Looks like we're the only ones left."

"Indeed." Solomon leaned in towards you. "Want to stay longer? See if something happens?" You smiled cheekily, nodding. He remembered your kiss from yesterday. Surely it meant he was allowed to embrace you with one too?

"My curious little apprentice, aren't you?" He let his lips fall on your cheek. So supple. So soft. His kiss lingered much longer than a casual kiss is supposed to. Yet you didn't mind. Only stared at him with a blushing face.

Something more fun was about to happen tonight.

#obey me #obey me solomon #obey me fluff #obey me solomon brainrot

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m-jelly · 1 year

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Hey!! I'm the one who requested the military and I wanted levi but I think there was a mistake I'm really sorry it won't happen again

Hey anon! Thank you for getting back to me. Don't be sorry at all! please don't feel bad, okay? I just wanted to make sure I got the right fic for you. Sorry if my message before came off as me being rude, short, snappy or mean because it was not my intention at all.<3

@kenkopanda-art <3

Can you write a modern au with househusband Levi x military reader with her kids and she tells them she's getting deployed. It can be angst to fluff.

Deployed

Pairing: Dad!Levi x fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, romance, fluff, angst, emotional, mum reader, military reader, househusband Levi.

Concept: You tell your husband and kids that you are getting deployed for a few months. You share some emotional words before holding each other and saying goodbye on the day you leave.

Taglist: @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @levisbrat25 @li-anne @nyxiieluna @notgoodforlife @galactict3a @2moth-anon2 @youre-ackermine @nbinairyn @thebobaprincess @demonsimp6

You ended the call with your commanding officer and stared at your phone. You felt your heart in your chest slowly sinking as guilt washed over you. You loved your husband and your sweet babies so much, but you were demanded so much in the military because of your role. As a demolitions expert, you were needed to save many lives and clear zones for safe travel.

You gripped your phone tightly and let out a long heavy sigh. You left your office and made your way to Levi in the living room with your two little ones, Evan and Lilly. You smiled softly as your kids laughed with Levi as they sat on the floor together playing and talking about you. You loved this image and you loved them so much. You wished you weren't needed so much and you were thinking of talking to your commanding officer of possibly changing your role to something closer to home.

"Honey?"

You flinched at Levi's concerned tone. You locked eyes with his perfect steel blue ones and instantly smiled when love filled your body.

Levi stood up and approached you. "Everything okay on the phone? You look upset."

You lowered your head as the guilt began to spread. You hated that you were leaving your husband and kids yet again. You knew it had been getting hard. You knew Levi loved you with everything he had. You were scared that maybe this was going to be much.

Levi stopped in his tracks and said your name sternly. "Again? Really?"

You looked up at his soul crushed face. "Levi."

"Don't Levi me." He stormed past you and made his way into the kitchen so you wouldn't have this talk in front of your kids. "This keeps happening."

You followed him into the kitchen. "I'm sorry, but my role is important."

"Aren't there other people trained like you?"

"Yes."

He turned to you. "Well, why the fuck aren't they going?"

"They need me."

He looked defeated. "We need you," he said your name with a heaviness in his heart. "We need you here. Your family needs you. We miss you so much it hurts."

You welled up. "Don't you think I know that? It's so fucking hard for me to go out there and be apart from the man who is my soulmate and my darling babies. I wish I was here all the time." You rubbed your tears away. "I want more kids too."

Levi's shoulder dropped when he watched you cry and try to rub your tears away as fast as they were falling. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed the side of your head. He slowly swayed with you. He closed his eyes and hoped his adoration and unwavering dedication and love for you seeped into your body.

Levi pulled back and cupped your face. "I'm sorry I snapped, but you've gotta stand up to your commanding officer. I know you've been thinking about moving." He kissed the end of your nose. "Maybe you should talk to him while you're deployed with him, okay?"

You sniffed and nodded. "I will. I swear I will. I want to be moved to a closer location. I'm happy to be a teacher. I'll train new cadets."

"I think that'll be a great idea."

You wrapped your arms around Levi's neck and kissed him. "I love you, Levi. I will do everything I can for us to be together more and I can be a mother to our sweet babies."

He massaged your hips and smiled. "I can't wait."

You hummed. "I better get ready to go in a few days."

"Can I help you pack?"

You shook your head. "No, I'll be all right."

On the days leading up to your leaving, you spent every waking moment with your two kids and husband. You went to parks and fun places, played games at home, slept under the stars, and made a fort in your home. You wanted to leave your family with wonderful memories and you wanted them also.

You held your bag in your hand and fought tears as your transport waited for you. You knelt before your kids, hugged them tightly, and showered them in kisses. "I will miss you both so much! Make sure to video call me with daddy as much as possible, okay?"

Evan nodded. "Yes, mummy."

Lilly whimpered. "Yes, mama."

You stood up and hugged Levi tightly. "I'll miss you so much."

Levi squeezed you. "I'll miss you too. I'll call you every night."

You kissed him and smiled. "Good."

He blushed and handed you a brown envelope. "For you."

You frowned a little. "What is it?"

He smiled. "The kids drew you some pictures. You're their hero."

You welled up. "Oh god, I can't cry." You cleared your throat. "Thank you so much, Evan and Lilly. I will treasure your drawings."

Levi whispered against your ear. "I'm gonna send you something special tonight of me."

Your cheeks burned as images fluttered through your mind. "Oh...oh I can't wait." You giggled and kissed him. "I'll see you soon. When I come back, I will have good news about being moved." You waved as you walked to the car. "Love you all!"

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quinloki · 3 months

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Okay, I don't know what either of us is in for at this point. But I woke up today with an idea for Part 2 of Swimming with Arlong and as the idea formed it got considerably less SFW and more NSFW. I was a blushing mess by the end of it. This from a person who doesn't write smut so this could be absolutely terrible and I don't know why I'm dumping it on you, but here I am and here I go.

I might be going to hell for this. Watery hanky panky with THE saw shark to beat all saw sharks. I made myself blush repeatedly writing this. And I'm sorry, this runs so damn long and I can't do a keep reading in an ask.

Swimming with Arlong (Part 2)

After insinuating that Arlong was an amphibian and not technically a fish, we swam around the lake in silence. I was resting my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat and genuinely avoiding eye contact because I clearly got under his skin with that one. I mean, I'm not technically wrong.

Fish that breathe air do have an extra organ just for that function. The ones who have both lungs and gills are in fact, amphibians. This is also ignoring all of the other facts that point to fishmen being a stupid ass name for a species that clearly aren't fish, but of course I can't point that out to Arlong because he'll just get insulted. I'll have to make a mental note to share it with Chew, he's always been down to listen to my unhinged theories.

I think he secretly agrees with me but he passes it off as I'm "fascinating" in front of the others. Arlong is best buddies with Kuroobi (whom I affectionately call Pigtails, much to his chagrin) and I get along best with Chew. Anyway, Arlong got pissed and now I can't look at him. Chances are he's mildly annoyed to stop talking but not angry enough to actually be angry, but my own anxiety is telling me I pissed him off royally and therefore, I can't look at him.

Arlong knows me well enough to not push me and just let me relax as much as I can. He knows I'm in my head telling myself lies. He's just waiting for the right time to pull me out of it. Go in too early and I'll break, wait too long and distance will grow between us. Arlong is learned this routine the hard way, so now he's just swimming quietly and waiting.

At some point, I get tired of myself and begin tracing the lines of Arlong's Sun tattoo. I'm not even thinking about it, just tracing along absentmindedly. Arlong adjusts slightly, carefully, to maintain my tracing but also to allow himself the ability to watch me.

"It's lucky for you I'm not ticklish."

Stopping mid-trace of the actual circle of the sun, I sheepishly turn my head to finally look him in the eye, "ticklish or no, you promised you wouldn't let go of me in the water."

There's a pause. "Did you think I'd let go of you because you said I was an amphibian?"

"Not exactly." My voice feels small, I wonder if it sounds small. I know he would never let go. Arlong keeps his promises. Sometimes he tries to find loopholes to them, but the big promises—the ones that are serious, he never backs out of those. Not drowning me is a big promise, he wouldn't go back on it. And yet, the fear that he would is ever present for no reason. I hate my brain sometimes.

"Then what did you think exactly?"

"That you were mad and I was enjoying this so much I didn't want to see you mad."

A gentle chuckle, "so that's why you kept your head down. Not mad and I didn't even mean the part where I said I hate you. I love you and you know it." He looks off to the side for a second before continuing, "but I am not an amphibian. I'm a shark, a saw shark...with a dorsal fin and everything."

Damn right. I love that dorsal fin of his. He thinks I'm odd and weird about his dorsal fin, but damn. I just grin at him, "do all shark fishmen have dorsal fins?"

Arlong rolls his eyes, "They do not, I don't recall Jinbe having one and he's a shark."

"He's just a whale shark, they're built different."

"Darling, I really don't feel like discussing Jinbe or shark fishmen anatomy...again."

"Fine. What do you want to talk about?"

Flashing his teeth as he slyly grins at me, "well, I was hoping for something else entirely."

I continue tracing while eyeing him suspiciously, that sly grin generally means doing something rather than saying something.

"Since I've got your clothes off, and you technically have nowhere to go, I thought we could explore that fear of water you have i more detail."

If I narrowed my eyes any more they'd be closed. That is not where I thought he was going with this. I thought I was going to get some shark lovin' but instead he wants to torture me?! Screw that. "You want to psychoanalyze me or try to drown me under the guise of swimming lessons?"

He stops swimming abruptly and honestly looks so confused, "how the hell did you get to drowning when I was trying to convince you to have sex with me in the water?"

Oh, so he did mean that. I bury my face against his sternum as my blush starts to form and spread. Of course his mind went to the gutter, he got my clothes off. His mind always goes there if he can get me to strip to my birthday suit. Why did I think otherwise?!

"Wow Keiko, you're really bad at flirting. And we've been together for awhile now and you're still remarkably bad at it." Arlong is laughing which just makes my blushing worse, because he's so not wrong.

As I continue to wallow in my miserable ineptitude, Arlong takes the initiative and begins tracing his hands up and down my back and sides. He leans in to my ear and lowly rumbles, "so Keiko, wanna get freaky the fishman way?"

Well, that did it. The squeal that came out of me, the webbed hand that slid down to grab my ass. Yeah, he planned this whole thing from start to finish. I wondered why no one else left the ship to explore the island with us. Oh, I am so going to get teased about this later.

Arlong moved so he was no longer floating lazily on his back, now he was treading water (still lazily because come on, he's a fishman) and still holding me tightly to his chest. The sudden change in incline though freaked me out enough that I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You know how you like my dorsal fin so much? You're going to want to hold on."

Lord have mercy. I do as I'm told and latch both of my hands onto his dorsal fin, which is a bit of a reach for me honestly. Grabbing onto it lifts me up slightly to the point I can comfortably rest my arms across Arlong's shoulders and my hips are at just the right level for him.

We've now locked eyes with each other and Arlong still has that shit eating grin, "there's my woman. We're going to change the rules up a bit for this, now I'm technically not going to let go and nothing will happen to you, but I need you to promise me that you won't let go either. I need to be able to move my hands without worrying about you slipping under the water, okay?" His eyes and mouth are smiling but his voice is deadly serious.

I nod vigorously and tighten my grip on his fin and he takes that as confirmation and as my promise to him. I won't let go and he still won't let me drown. So far, so good.

"Good girl." Damn that phrase, he knows I hate it and love it at the same time. Any other time it's downright insulting, I'm a grown ass woman but right now it does nothing but make me hot. I'm sure I'm wet down south but I'm literally in a lake so I can't even tell at this point. But he can.

One of Arlong's hands slips down my back and begins rubbing my folds, "already getting wet down there and I've barely even done anything. Are you sure you're afraid of water or was it simply a ruse to get me in my natural environment?"

I bite my lip, I don't want to answer that. Of course I'm afraid of water, it's my greatest fear, but if this is how he's going to treat me in water from now on, then hot damn, I'm going to have to learn to take longer baths and to hell with the shower.

His other hand gives my ass another squeeze. "Ease up on our lip Keiko, you're going to bite through and bleed." For a brief moment concern flashes across his icy blue eyes as I shake my head, still unable to find my voice and say anything. Arlong doesn't take to my refusal, he pulls his hands away from me and wraps my legs around his body, to keep me afloat in case my arms give out. Then the hand that held my ass comes up to my face and he gently pulls my lip from my teeth, "hey now, biting is my thing."

He runs his thumb across my lip as if checking for wounds; I break eye contact out of shame. He doesn't let me slip back into my head for long though, his fingers gently wrap around the back of my head and he pulls me in for a deeply passionate kiss. Instinctively I open my mouth for him and his tongue wastes no time entering. I don't have a chance to reciprocate, he rarely lets me because of his teeth. I only cut my tongue on them once but the taste of my blood in his mouth freaked him out and he wouldn't get intimate for three weeks after that.

As Arlong almost literally steals my breath away in that kiss, his other hand returns to my folds and continues rubbing eliciting a moan from me into the kiss. He pulls away so I (we) can breathe, "found your voice now?"

"Yeah." I say breathily, "Arlong, please...stop teasing me."

"As you wish, beloved." There it is, the pet name no one else knows about. The one he never utters unless we are truly alone with each other, the one that he utters when he makes love. The crew knows I'm his woman but they don't know how deep that love runs. I am his beloved. There is no other.

He pulls his hand away and lines himself up at my entrance. The first time was excruciatingly painful, he certainly puts the long in his name but he has a girth to him that I hadn't been prepared for. Each time it got easier and now he's no trouble to take, I've adjusted to him, grown to accept him into me with ease.

But damn alive, water makes it even better. He slipped right in as if there were never a two-and-a-half-foot difference between us. I still throw my head back every time, it doesn't matter how easy he is to take, he still stretches me and fills me up. I'm still a cramped space that he swears feels like heaven every time.

"Damn Keiko, that took no time at all." Even he noticed how easy it was this time as he begins his watery thrusts. Slow at first, slow but deliberate. Snapping his hips against mine as he nearly pulls out entirely and then slams himself back in. Arlong's slow thrusts are some of his roughest. He drags out each moan, each squeal, each chorus of begging him to pick up his pace.

As it is, I've only just barely found my voice and my squeals and moans are front and center. I can't even think of words with which to beg. Instead, I dig my nails into his dorsal fin as my back starts to arch. The trouble with fishmen is their stamina and sex usually means multiple orgasms for me before Arlong ever gets his.

The bastard likes to drag a back-arching orgasm out of me with his slow pace first. It's harder to arch when I'm vertical and I swear I'm going to take chunks out of his fin if I'm not careful. I barely get his name out, "Ar...l...ng, fas...faster, please!"

That damn chuckle that radiates through him and into me as his hands and arms wrap around my torso holding me closer to him. Him burying his face in the crook of my neck, taking care with his nose, and gently biting my shoulder and neck. Leaving little pin prick bite marks, not enough to draw blood or leave scars but enough for me to feel.

All of that happening at the same time as his thrusts picking up speed. Were we not in water a passerby would hear nothing but skin on skin as Arlong rams himself into me at a speed as if he were trying to outrun a marine. I'm seeing stars, my fingers leaving his fin to tangle in his hair as I scream his name over and over again with each crashing orgasm.

Arlong's breath finally hitches and his thrusts become erratic as he reaches his own climax. A final grunt from him as he stills entirely and we both pant for air. Arlong gives another chuckle, "well, at least this time we don't have to drag ourselves to the shower to bathe."

It's all I can do to give a breathy chuckle in reply. All strength drained from me and exhaustion seeping in from the edges of my mind. Arlong slides out of me leaving an emptiness in his wake as he carefully swims us both back to shore.

He never puts me down and I still haven't let go of him myself. Arlong puts on his pants but wraps his shirt around me, then picks up my things in one hand as the other wraps around me to keep his shirt covering me. Quietly and contentedly, he walks us back to the ship while I fall asleep on his shoulder.

I'm still afraid of water but I'm open to swimming with Arlong more often now.

Oh this was very good - there aren't many Arlong fics out there, but I love the relationship your OC has with him.

The shift from "fighting" to making up afterward was done very well, it didn't feel rushed or anything like that. The awkwardness of it - of not knowing what to say or not being sure how to mend it, and getting a front row seat to that was done well enough I wasn't uncomfortable with the amount of awkwardness.

Also I love Keiko /nod nod/

Also for someone who doesn't write smut you did a perfectly fine job. Smut writing can take a lot of forms - it can be an emotional description, a detailed physical description, a mix in pretty much any manner. You can use euphemisms or clinical terms or just downright salaciously dirty ones.

The real importance of "how to do a smut scene" is based on the kind of story it's embedded in. A jarring tone-shift would throw anyone off, and it can leave the end result feeling disconnected and plastic no matter how it's written.

The more you write them, just like practice with anything else, the more you can find places to include little details - be they physical or emotional - and it'll add a depth to things.

And how sex feels or what physical reactions it causes are different from person to person. Some people climax quietly, some loudly, some people curl, some go taut from head to toe, some whimper, some growl, some drool.

Most people will even have a different reaction based on a whole slew of variables.

So it's really hard to write smut wrong.

Great job with this ^_^ I enjoyed reading it this morning ❤️

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ratherbefangirling · 2 years

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I need you :drabble

Pairing : yan idol bts x reader

Warning : Yandere, Toxic, drugging

You leave them.

They had an important schedule something they couldn't avoid. some diplomat work. They were big shots and you you were nothing.

And you just leave. You had a fight with them and were very frustrated.

It wasn't that tough because even though they'd told you to stay put and lock the door. You'd used resin to imitate a key long back using soap as mold.

You had almost been discovered washing the key and you'd lied about a cleaning hack you'd seen.

You aren't actually dating you're just all of their bestfriend. At least that's what they say.

But due to the post pandemic recession you lost your job so you had to rely on your parents for your expenses as you were still in university.

They wanted to hang out with you and offered you a meal and a free meal never hurt anybody

But you got sick after the food so they couldn't let you go. They even brought all your stuff from your apartment. Hobi carefully making sure everything was carefully organised and ofcourse noting your preferences. Jungkook in tow with him for the muscle.

Meanwhile Yoongi and Jin take care of you. Namjoon too is sick.

You thought running away would be nice.

Must be something in the food they say innocently as if they purposely didn't add things. And because of Namjoon's sacrifice you wouldn't ever suspect them.

⚜⚜⚜

Except your present life sucks. You had been getting a masters degree for which you had to work hard to get into but since you got in because of a special scholarship all your peers looked down on you and spread rumors about you.

Your friends were lukewarm and when you tried to explain things to them you weren't sure they understood as they nodded blankly and moved the conversation forward. You missed bangtan who would hang off every word you say.

Your teachers were no better always making you the butt of classroom entertainment.

'What do you have to cry about when you got a free scholarship and the rest of us work like crazy to pay of debt'

You start getting depressed. You try to hang out with your friends and things seem ok for a while but when with your friends all you can think of is Jin stopping his gaming marathon when you wanted cookies or Taehyung and you sitting and ruining Jungkooks art supply because you were bored, causing Jungkook to pout the whole day until you promised to buy him any food he likes ( It had been a bit heavy on your pocket but since you were not spending regularly on your groceries so it wasn't a big deal ) or how Yoongi would let you inside his studio so you could work in peace or Namjoon would go with you to the Library always stopping at a cute cafe or Hobi would just always brighten your day always reminding you to carry an umbrella when the forecast pointed to rainy weather or Jimin and you would just lay together watching trash TV and eating cheese balls.

Your phone rings and you see messages from the boys.

You didn't reply to the boys messages ashamed of yourself.

When you reach your place you find Hobi standing outside.

"Y/n." And somehow seeing him breaks down your walls and you launch yourself in his arms.

Instantly he is cooing over you.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You keep apologising.

Hobi had expected you'd be cold to them but he is pleased by your reaction. Ofcourse he was itching to ruin whoever made his darling cry but that will have to wait.

They had gotten together discussing maybe they had come on to you too much all at once. Taehyung had even suggested its better if you left for a while. It would help your mind adjust to what's to come.

Few hours later you're on their living room couch swaddled with blankets a warm beverage in your hand.

"I just thought you'd hate me. I ruin everything. I couldn't bear it if you hated me too." You were still very sensitive.

Jungkook too had teared up and was currently being comforted by Jimin. Jin was fussing over you.

"We could never hate you baby." Namjoon says.

"Why don't you do your masters online and stay with us." Taehyung suggests.

"Tae is right y/nie , even kook is doing his masters online." Jimin adds.

"But..." You say.

"It's clearly making you miserable. Don't let something you love doing turn into hate because of idiots."

"Hyung is right y/n. Its your call obviously but we hate the thought of you being so miserable."

"Ok." You acquiescence.

Their cheers make you laugh. You suppress a yawn.

"Good. That's settled so when are you moving in with us."

"Moving in?" You question brain slightly fuzzy.

"You look exhausted sweetheart." Jin says disapproving. "You clearly can't take care of yourself. Why don't you let us do it."

"But soon you'll be going to tour."

"Don't worry about it we will take you." Jungkook adds.

"But how?"

"You can still study online even if you are not in the country." Yoongi adds.

"Come on it will be fun." "You have to come." "There's so much I wanna show you." Their voices start to blur along with your vision.

"Our Baby is tired. Jungkook put her to bed."

"It's nice we can have her forever." Someone says.

"Don't get too excited hoba."

"Look at your smiles.. so scary"

"Hush. Don't disturb our baby."

"Sweet dreams love." And you feel a kiss and you let sleep engulf you in the warmth of their bed.

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hulijingemperor2 · 3 months

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Zixuan: Foxy Foxy Foxy!! *hugs and kisses his dimple* I got the news.

Yao: yes!!

Zixuan: *gives him a bouquet of white peonies* congrats baby.

Yao: thank you Zishie. *smile* beautiful flowers by the way.

Zixuan: as always.

So. You and Qin Su are making back up?

Yao: yea. Yes!!

Zixuan: that's fab. You two would make a powerful team once again..

Rusong: I'm so so happy that you and A-niang are reuniting!

Yao: *pinches cheeks* yess Songsong, I'm also happy.

Jingyi: Rusong, we're blessed to have fabulous parents like them.

Rusong: exactly. *smiling*

Zixuan: awww.

Rusong and Jingyi: *hugs A-Yao*

Yao: Song'er, Yi'er, you're the most precious things!

Zixuan: *sniffles* Foxy. You and your family are adorable.

Now where's your event planners?

Yao; over there.

Xiying: do you need anything, Huangdis?

Zixuan: guys, wrap it up. Go take a vacation.

Xiying: but we have a lot of work to do.

Zixuan: us peacock spirits will organize A-Yao's wedding.

Xiying: mn, ok Huangdi.

Yao: awww, Zish you didn't have to.

Zixuan: I must return the favour, since you planned and organized my wedding with A-li.

Yao: so thoughtful.

Zixuan: A-Yao, I'll call my staff here. And in the mean time we should go shopping.

Yao: shopping?!

Zixuan: yes! You're so gorgeous and needs some beautiful accessories. So I think we should go shopping in Dongying.

Yao: great idea! We'll use the teleportation talismans then.

Zixuan: sounds like a plan!

*hugs*

Yao: *smiling*

Rusong: yes. You divas should go shop for A-Die's big day!

Jingyi: and maybe go for a spa day.

Zixuan: omg yes.

Yao: Zishie I need one.

Zixuan: I got you. Let's go!

~~~

Next day, a.k.a the wedding day!!

Team dimple and the staff gets A-Yao ready, whereas Qin Su was getting ready with the help of maids. The entire Jing Manor was elegantly decorated with sheer red satin cloth and golden ribbons. Peonies and rose petals adorned the floor ceramic ornaments were filled with pearls and diamonds.

Fox spirits, Laoling Qin sect members and peacock spirits were also in attendance~ along with other guests of course.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege, you look fab.

Xue yang: the threesome option is still open Jiggy. Just hit me up ok.

Yao: *laughing*

Xue yang: have you thought about it, Jiggy?

Yao: no yangyang. But I'll let you know. Haha.

Su she: you look beautiful, Huangdi. *blushing*

Yao: thank you.

Xue yang: where's Lan lips? Is he planning on sabotaging the wedding?

Yao: maybe he's with his brother.

Su she: ew.

Yao: you know Wangxian would come together.

Su she: are they surgically attached?! And they're unqualified to be in your presence.

Yao: remember Wen Qing was staying with us.

Hence I asked her to invite Wei gongzi as he's her bestie.

Mo xuanyu: is wen ning there?

Xue yang: can I experiment on him!

Yao: of course he is there. Chengmei, what did I tell you?

Xue yang: your guests aren't experiments. *pout* but Jiggy, you know how badass it would be if everyone become the walking dead! Ripping everything apart!!!!

Mo xuanyu: I agree! They'll also obey us as well, cuz it's yangyang's experiments.

Su she: then you will be the overlord of fierce corpses. Emperor of a Jianghu plagued by fierce corpses and fox spirits. That would indeed be awesome

Yao: oh gosh. Team dimple. *laughing*

Mo xuanyu: we want you to rule the world, Yao gege.

Yao: I already run the Jianghu, darlings.

Now come on. We're running late.

Xue yang: Jiggy, if you run late for your own wedding, you could marry us instead. We're always available.

Mo xuanyu: well marry us for a second time.

Su she: *blushing*

Yao: lol, team d.

~~~

The ceremony starts, and A-Yao and Qin Su made their entrance while hand in hand.

Yao: you look really stunning.

Qin Su: *blushing* not too bad yourself.

Yao: delicate as a flower. But sharp as a thorn.

Qin su: always.

Yao: are you ready to reunite again.

Qin Su: yes.

I promise to be by your side.

Yao: I promise to protect you. And keep you happy.

Meng shi: *standing and smiling, with all her nine fox tails out*

Madam Qin: *standing next to Meng shi. Also with hot fox tail showing.

Yao: I'm glad Madam Qin and Qin Cangye are here to give you their blessings.

Qin Su: mn.

Taihou looks really really beautiful.

Yao: as always.

Qin Su: truly a goddess of Hulijings.

A-niang pays her respects to her once in a while.

Yao: how lovely.

Xichen: doesn't my A-Yao look amazing!

Lan zhan: he's not Wei ying.

Mo xuanyu: because he's Yao gege, and he's absolutely celestial!!!

Su she: uncultured Lan.

Xue yang: what if I make out with Jiggy in the middle of the court.

Wei wuxian: dang. Lianfang zun is all dripped out.

Zixuan: I know right!

Wen Qing: he's looking his best.

Wen ning: I'm so happy for her. And Yao Huangdi will take good care of her.

Wen Qing: mhm.

Huaisang: I don't have the energy to be evil anymore. I'm too busy being Zixuan's servant, then his royal gremlins, I mean his children prank me everyday, and I'm the wife of a moody Jiang cheng.

Jiang cheng: uh, I heard that.

Huaisang: then don't tell anyone. Sexy cheng.

Jiang cheng: you're really shady. But I like it.

Huaisang: good.

Wen qing and A-Yao: *performing the three bows*

Meng Shi: Yao'er, my little baby, congrats. *kisses him on his forehead*

And Qin gui fei, welcome to the family again!

Madam Qin: A-Su, A-Yao. May you two have a happy married life!

Officiator: congrats Huangdi and Huanghou. Your wedding is completed.

Salutations to Huangdi!!

Everyone: *clapping*

Qin Su: *blushing more*

Yao: *stretches out his hand*

Qin su: *puts her hands in his*

Sisi: awwww look how she's blushing! Yao'er, I think she loves your dimples the most.

Meng Shi: no no, my daughter-in-law loves Yao'er's eyes and lips.

Yao: hmm, but I wonder what she really loves.

Qin Su: I rather not say.

And stop making me blush.

Meng Shi: oh my.

Sisi: Huanghou jiejie, I think you made Yao'er a little too handsome.

Team dimple gets drunk, Qin gui fei becomes speechless and the rest are in a chokehold.

Meng Shi: should I go apologize to the Jianghu?

Sisi: not at all, jiejie! They must accept the fact that your son is hot.

And he has such a beautiful wife.

Yao along with Qin Su: *laughing*

Meng Shi: would Songsong be getting younger siblings, Yao'er? Qin gui fei?

Qin Su: *flustered* well....I....don't....know....

Yao: A-Su.....has...to...decide....

Qin Su: no, you decide...

Yao: I don't rush things.

Qin Su: neither do I.....

Madam Qin: oh goodness

Meng Shi: aww *laughing* you two are too precious.

Rusong: *hugs* A-Die, A-niang!

Yao: aww Song'er. *pinches cheeks*

Qin Su: baby!!

Both: *caressing Rusong's face*

Meng Shi: give him some love.

He's the future of the Hulijing nations after all.

Jingyi: *smile* guys!

Qin Su: *pinches cheeks* Yi'er.

Yao: we love you too, baby. *hugs*

Meng Shi: perfect family.

Qin Su: baby Song'er, you and your brother look adorable.

Rusong: thanks, A-niang.

Qin Su: aww. A-niang loves both of you.

Yao: how adorable.

Meng Shi: yes! Both are our gems.

~~~~

After wedding soiree!!

Zixuan: Yaoyao. *hugs* congrats darling.

Yao: thank you!

And you outdone yourself with the decorations.

Zixuan: you should leave things to big bro more often.

Yao: I guess I should. You handled it well.

Jinling: best wishes xiao shushu.

Yao: thank you, A-ling!

Ruxuan, Ruhua and Ruming: *hands him and Qin Su lowers* uncle Foxy and Qin!!!

Yao: awww babies! Thank you so so much.

Qin Su: Xuan gege, they're beautiful!

Yanli: Qin Su, you should come over some time for soup.

Qin Su: aw I would love that. Please come when I have garden parties.

Yanli: of course! And we'll discuss about how to handle diva husbands.

Qin su: lol. We definitely need to know how to handle this diva team.

Yanli: yup. They live in glamor and sophistication as they're rich, handsome emperors.

I'll give you a 101.

Zixuan: should we be worried.

Yao: we'll conceal our ways.

Zixuan: good idea.

Wei wuxian: look at you, lianfang zun!

You look hot.

Lan zhan: *jealous*

Wei wuxian: his waist is also snatched. But sometimes I can't see his waistline clearly because hensheng is in the way.

Su she: you dare stalk my Huangdi. You creature.

Wei wuxian: what are you cranky about?!

Su she: you're the bother-in-law of the magnificent Lianfang zun. Have some respect.

Wei wuxian: *rolls eyes*

Su she: but I'm impressed that you have some sort of taste. It seemed rather questionable.

Wen qing: you stalk him?

Wei wuxian: no. I'm just observant. But Lianfang zun is really attractive.

Huaisang: *talking to Jiang cheng*

Ruhua: A-Die's maid! What are you doing here?! And you're dating the grape uncle that Ling gege keeps talking about!

Huaisang: little goblin. I mean darling, how do you know my business?

Ruhua: because I'm a princess.

Duh!!

Jiang cheng: this child is 100% like that peacock.

Ruhua: how dare you call him a peacock. I'll have you executed.

Jiang cheng: oh really? Spell executed.

Ruhua: *walks off* A-Die!!!! The grape is being mean to me!

Ruxuan: *tying Huaisang's shoelaces together*

*gave Ruming a thumbs up and snuck away*

Ruming: *snatches Huaisang's fan and runs away*

Huaisang: hey!!! My fan!! Give it back! *trips.

Ouch!

Children trio: *laughing*

Huaisang: *cries* you evil spawns!! You broke my hip!!!

Yao and Jiang cheng: *tries to contain their laughter*

Su she: how dare you abuse Huangdi's floor.

Xue yang: how did the floor taste?

Mo xuanyu: you look nice Huaisang. Stay like this ok.

Yao: let me help you, Huaisang.

*signals his attendants*

Huaisang: how are my shoelaces tied together?! Zixuan!!!

Zixuan: who are you calling Zixuan?

Huaisang: anything you want to say?!!!!

Zixuan: *sigh* sorrows, sorrows. Prayers.

Huaisang: agghhh. Anything else?!!!

Zixuan: sorrows.

Mingjue: if you did training, you wouldn't have ended up like this, Huaisang.

Huaisang: but dage!

Mingjue: *rolls eyes*

Huaisang: you should have some workmans compensation, Zixuan Huangdi.

Zixuan: w..work...what?

Look huaisang. You don't deserve workman's constipation.

Yao: *correcting* compensation.

Zixuan; yea that.

You always want to squeeze the money out of me!! Huh?

Do I look like a bank?

Yao: are you ok now, Huaisang?

Huaisang: yea San ge. Thanks for asking.

Yanli: Qing jiejie, let's toast together.

Wen qing: sure.

Wuxian: Yao huangdi.

Yao: wei Gongzi. Hey.

Wuxian: did you try it on him??

Yao: yes and I regret it.

Wuxian: all Lans are beasts. And this only makes things worst lol.

Yao: but it was kinda hot, ngl

Wuxian: for the experience.

Yao: yup. For the experience.

Wuxian: that thing made me shove a sword in an unmentionable area.

Yao: oh my goodness!

Lan zhan: *bows* greetings taihou.

Meng Shi: nice to meet you.

Lan zhan: mn, nice to meet you too.

Meng Shi: where's your roof climber?

The one who broke into my temple.

Lan zhan: he's talking to your son.

Meng Shi: *correcting* Yao huangdi. Yes. My son.

Lan zhan: mn. *walks away*

Meng Shi: I don't like him.

Sisi: could have said it to his face.

Meng Shi: maybe on another occasion.

Xichen is so charming.

Sisi: absolutely is.

Meng Shi: where are the Qins?

Let's go talk to them.

~~~

On the other side......

Wen ning: uh...Xuan huangdi?

Jintang: do you want to assassinate my Huangdi?

Wen ning: no.

Zicheng: we're Huangdi's bodyguards.

Zixuan: *confronts them* guys chill. Why are you acting like team dimple?

Zicheng: we're just safeguarding you, Huangdi.

Zixuan: from Wen Ning?

Don't I pay you enough, that you have to do unnecessary work.

Jintang: I'm just afraid that he punches a hole in your chest.

Zixuan: what?!

Jintang, I told you on countless occasions to not listen to Huaisang.

*smile* guys, I'm alright. Please, you're dismissed.

Both: yes Huangdi.

Zixuan: sorry about that, Wen ning. Let's toast.

Wen ning: mn. That's what I wanted to do, toast with you.

Zixuan: aw. Sure.

#the huli jing emperor #foxyao #meng yao #dimpledlianfang #hulijing emperor 2 #jin guangyao #jin zixuan #part 2 #su she #the untamed

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ihavenoideahowtodream · 7 months

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26: "honestly why would I care?"

Fanfic of OFMD ed x stede

Rating: M/E

Cw: violence, like a lot-but I tried not to be too graphic, mention of blood, injury, swearing, alcohol, mentions of death including murder, guns. (I think that is all, if someone notices something I didn't tag promise I just missed it, please dm and I'll add it to the cw list, this is my first fanfic ive posted so im not entirely sure how cw tags work)

26 "honestly why would I care?"

This is why he had to kill him. He made him weak. This was the second time they had been captured together and of course he had stayed with him.

Stede was slumped over in the corner, a green bruise forming on his temple where he had been hit by the butt of the rifle. Ed looked at his boots. Stede left. He hated Stede. He wanted to hold Stede while he was injured and he hated himself for that. Its good Stede was fucked up. Maybe he would die of the injury and it would solve all of Ed's problems. He was Blackbeard for fucks sake. Why did this little frilly man undo him like this? And then Ed looked at Stede again. A mistake. Stede looked like this when they met. Unconscious and injured.

He was very aware of Stedes breathing when he realized that his breaths became quicker. He was waking up. The Spanish had been wise and chained them to the wall of the ship. Bolts he imagined went through to the hull based off the size of the bolts coming out of the wall. He pretended to be extremely interested in them when Stede finally came to.

"Ed?" He said in that weak voice that calmed the turmoiltus storm in Ed's soul. That made Ed angry so he ignored Stede and continued to be extremely interested in this extremely boring bolt.

"Ed?" Stede asked again. His voice stronger now. He was awake fully now which violently annoyed Ed.

"Ed?!"

Ed side eyed Stede with the bitchiest look he could conjure but he was so handsome covered in other men's blood and his torn emerald green silk shirt that Ed quickly looked away.

"Oh, Ed, please look at me."

Ed physically shifted his body so his back would be to Stede. A rather awkward action as his leg was broken and both his hands chained to the wall at a point that stretched his arms up just high enough that it rather pinned him to the wall in one way, back flat against the wall and facing Stede. He still managed it but it was an incredibly choppy and painful movement. But it was better than looking at the only man who ever managed to break his heart.

"Ed, darling..."

"Hrummph" came Ed's response.

"Is your leg broken?" Stede asked in that gentle voice of his. The only gentle voice Ed had never felt was trying to take advantage of him.

"What do you care?" Came the terse answer, though it was rather muffled as Ed's face was directly into the wall.

"Ed, darling, please. Give me a moment to explain myself." Came the voice from behind him. That voice so polished and pleasant. And painful. That voice that once said that Ed made him happy. That voice that lied.

"Whats there to explain? Honestly, why should I care? You made your decision rather obvious. Honestly, why are you even here?"

"I'm here because, well, black Pete insisted we try this jam at a stall and well I'm always on the look out for a good jam then the Spanish attacked and well um they ended up putting us both in the same - ya know what, it doesn't matter."

"Ugh!" Came the muffled groan from the most feared pirate on the 7 seas. "Of couse you got captured for jam."

"I was looking for you, Ed."

"Whatever for, Stede. You don't have anything to say to me. And don't call me that. Ed. Thats only for my *closest* friends. Which you aren't. Never were." Came the muffled reply.

"Well yes we got a bit distracted by the jam. But we were in port because I heard a rumor you were there. And we need to talk. Me and you."

"Whats there to talk about? You left. Now you're back. La. De. Dah."

"Ed."

The silence that followed weighed heavy on both of them and Ed finally gave into his desire to look at Stede. Spinning his head around at a rather awkward angle he finally looked at Stede again.

The absolute bastard had the audacity to look beautiful. The silk shirt was open and ripped in annoyingly slutty places. The blood of the men he'd killed framed his face almost delicately, the scarlet color bringing out the blue in his eyes, the emerald shirt elegantly contrasting his blonde hair that now included a rather dashing beard and mustache.

Stede thankfully took Ed's silence as an act of contriteness and not as an inability to form a complete sentence due to his besotted state.

"Ed."

Ed snapped out of it when he realized he couldn't kiss this man again.

"You came back" Ed snarled.

"I never left." And that's when he felt Stede tap his foot. Looking to their feet Stede's boot rested against Ed's good foot.

Ed shuffled himself back around so he would be properly sitting again but still wouldn't look properly at Stede pulling his feet away from the reach of Stede's feet. A bit of a painful process with the one broken leg but he gritted his teeth and hoped Stede didn't see the tears well in his eyes when his foot landed at a bad angle.

"Why?" Ed asked.

Stede's answer was cut short by the sound of gunfire. The lock had been blown off the door.

The door swung open to show Jim standing in the door way with a smoking pistol. Olu's voice echoed behind them, "Jim, we have the keys." Olu shuffled around the trigger happy assassin and pulled out the keys and began unchaining both captains.

"Sorry for the wait captains the plan went a bit awry but we've managed to pull most of it off but we'd best git quickly before Roach and Frenchy accidentally-"

*BOOM* Echoed through the ship tossing it sharply starboard.

"Nevermind, they already did it." Olu sighed. "Come on captain."

"I can walk, Ed needs help" said Stede with concern in his voice.

"Alright then, I'll cover you two getting Blackbeard off the ship. But we need to hurry before it fuckin sinks because of those fucking imbéciles."

They pulled two more pistols seemingly out of thin air and marched forward.

Olu put Ed's left arm over his shoulders as Stede did the same with his right. They began carrying him down the hall. The rat bastard Stede had the AUDACITY to smell good too. Like old leather and vanilla and black tea. So close to him, their faces almost touching. Olu was also rather close but he did rather smell like old tobacco smoke and gunpowder.

The foray was rather impressive in the background with the rushing and flooding water that was turning red with blood of the people Jim was rather violently killing in front of them. Olu shouting encouragement and praise at Jim like, "nice throw!" And " that was very sexy the way you shot that guy without looking at him!" Jim would glance back with a smile and stab another person.

He ignored the lingering thought that it must be nice to have a supportive partner who encouraged and praised your hobbies and career successes.

"Ed?" He heard in his right ear again. "Ed, I was wrong. What I did. I know I had to do it to get some clarity but it made me realize what I wanted."

They lifted Ed over the pile of bodies that littered the stairs to the deck. Ed was in a lot of pain.

"Ed, please say something."

"I am in a lot of pain."

Stede grabbed a bottle of rum from a pirate who was being stabbed by a Spaniard.

"Here this will help numb the pain."

Ed drank the bottle as fast as possible. It was nearly 3/4 full. It did help dull the pain in his leg at least but did nothing to help the feeling of being eaten alive from inside his chest out.

By the time they got to the waiting dingy the deck had nearly sank to the surface of the ocean. Rather conveint as Ed would not have been able to climb down a ladder.

"Hop in captains!" Urged Fang brandishing the oar.

They crawled and stumbled into the dingy. Stede first and Olu nearly dropped Ed into the dingy. Unable to steady himself Ed found himself falling onto Stede resting his body on Stede's starkly bare chest (his shirt somehow becoming more ripped in the foray) and his face only a few inches from Stede's. Olu hopped in and Jim pushed them off from the ships side. Fang and Olu began rowing as fast as they could while Jim dove head first into the brink swimming for another dingy containing the two morons who preemptively blew up the ship, and they felt it rather important to cuss them out in Spanish while brandishing an astonishing amount of knives as soon as possible.

Ed tried to adjust himself so he was no longer so close to Stede only to find Stede was holding him around the waist.

"Don't move too much. You've a broken leg and I'm quite certain our little stroll did not improve it."

Ed tried to make a grunting sound but to his horror it sounded more like a whimper.

"Ed. I love you. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. You've always had me. You always will."

"You've lied to me before. How do I know you're not now."

"Well, you don't, I suppose. You'll just have to trust me. But I swear to you," Stede shuffled himself so he would be holding Ed slightly more comfortably and less like a nurse and more like a lover. "I'm good on this promise."

Ed couldn't hold it in anymore.

He kissed Stede like he need it to breathe.

He then passed out in Stede's arms cause the rum mixed the extreme pain finally got to him. He felt at peace for the first time in a long time cradled in his lover's arms.

#fictober23 #fanfic #ofmd #cw: violence #like a lot sorry #cw: injury #cw: death #cw: murder #cw: battle #I tried to make it equally graphic to the show #stede bonnet #ed x stede #ed teach #cw: guns

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themonotonysyndrome · 1 year

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Vega's here! Vegavegavegavegavegavegavegavegavegavega - NSKJFNKJDSNF!!!

I'm taking off my panties for this!

Is... is Vega in a physical form? That's a first!

A spark in Warden, huh? And him not wanting anything dim it - a good segway to his goodbye. Knowing it would definitely hook Warden in.

A calling to return to... MYSTERIOUS!

(Small mercies that Vega no longer has an interest in Ivan and Gavin.)

IVAN WAS A MEANS TO AN END!? WHAT END!?

And there we go, more metaphors instead of answers...

"I'm leaving, my Warden..." AND THAT DISTRESS US!? THE STOCKHOLM SYNDROME HAS SUNK IN, PEOPLE! RED ALERT! RED ALERT!

Yeah, Warden can give all the excuses they want - they ain't gonna faze Vega.

....And this is how Vega ties Warden with him for the rest of the story... ERIK, YOU BRILLAIN SON OF A -

God, Vega do be loving hearing his own voice.

"You could also leave with me." Why does that have the same tone as "Come and run away with me! Elope with me!" 😭😭😭

Oh! Vega pointing out the Warden's moral compass and their ties to the Department feels like a jab.

"How deliciously... banal." OK. A TEAR TRICKLED DOWN MY THIGH WHEN HE SAID 'DELICIOUSLY'.

Can Vega sense truths from lies? Being a Sadism Demon and all?

Oooooh, Vega's subtly enticing and manipulating Warden to come with him is SO SEXY!

"If you really want to know me, know why I am the way that I am. You can't learn that through a Ward. I am... my plans. My goals. They are the motivations behind every action I take. Down to the smallest metric. You can't understand why I've done what I've done without knowing what I'm hoping to achieve. And words aren't enough to convey that. Not in totality. I have to show you. I can only do that if you're willing to see it. What are you afraid of... Darling?"

THAT? THAT RIGHT THERE, FOLKS, IS THE CHERRY ON TOP! ALSO! A BITCH IS FULL-ON BLUSHING NOW!!

"I've absorbed the strength of an entire prison's hatred towards me. For months now. My strength is manifest. If I wanted to, I could bind you to my will in an instant. I could have you curl up at my feet, looking up with... supplicant (new word! Is that like... pleading??) eyes, like an obedient puppy (a callback to PET!?)."

I adore the call back to the Imperium!

"It's not a threat, darling. It's an alibi." TELL ME WHY IS THIS DEMON SO SEXY!?!?!?!

He's just feeding counterpoints to Warden's previous excuses about having a job to return to. It's kinda hard to argue against that.

SOVEREIGNS ARE ON THE TABLE NOW!!

CloseKnit got it wrong about them! But then again, do you believe them or Vega? Because Vega teases that he hopes they won't ever find what they seek because it'll be their end.

'We' know the truth?

REGULUS' SKY GODS BEDTIME STORY IS MENTIONED!

OK. OK - Vega's name drops some very important Gods' names!

"Most of the Sovereigns would sooner exterminate humanity than give them gifts. They tortured ancient humans when they found them. Use them for twisted experimentations. Trying to make them more pliant than demonkind had been with reckless abandon."

"Like A'xaerahn. He wanted a more manageable form of Concubus (like... Incubus & Succubus?? Again, new word that I don't understand!!). And when he pushed too hard, tried to twist the human form into something closer to the demonic than their earthly bodies who could handle... he made... Vampires. In their original feral forms. And then he just... left them to ravish the Landborns while he moved on to his next horrific experiments."

HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT!!!!!!

Vega believes it's never been a myth. It's history.

"Someone needs to reach the Sovereign before fools like CloseKnit do. And that someone... is me."

My, my. Never thought Vega, of all people, is ready to martyr himself!

Also, I somehow find it really hard to believe that Vega can generate so much power from just two humans (Ivan and Baby 2.0). Seriously? From humans??

So the Solitaire is backing Vega... HE HAS HIS OWN PERSONAL ARMY!

Vega's been doing this shit for so long that he's going with brutal efficient so he wants Warden to be with him because they gave him new insights. New perspectives...

"You want to know me? You want to know how time and circumstance could lead someone here, and how time and circumstance might lead them back? Then come with me. We're demons. We're eternal. But infinity has a price. And not everyone is willing to pay it. I plan to craft eternity into something liveable. Experience it with me."

WHY DOES THAT SOUND LIKE A MARRIAGE VOW!?!?!?!?!?!?! I ACCEPT, VEGA!!!!

He promises no strings attached. Warden can leave whenever they want but will they...?

"And if I'm right, you could be the difference between armageddon and infinitude. Do you we have an agreement... darling? Good."

SO WARDEN IS FOLLOWING VEGA TO SEE HIS PLANS THROUGH! I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR THEIR NEXT MOVE, THEIR NEXT CHAPTER!!!

This video was so fun to listen to! The headline in the thumbnail got my heart go all doki-doki. Yeah, yeah - it's all manipulative. But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy the ride!

#monotony's rambling #redacted asmr #warden (listener)#vega

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