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mirisss · 4 months

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Chapter 9

Stray Kids OT8 x hybrid! afab! reader

Warnings: anxiety, mentionings of a breeding facility, verbal and physical child abuse, neglect, spiked collars, blood, injuries, scars, suicidal thoughts, being apathetic, panic attacks, low self-esteem, I think that's everything,

This chapter involves flashbacks into (Y/n)’s past, so it’s a lot of angst but there are also fluffy moments in the chapter.

Wordcount ≈ 3.2k

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“He’s here, come on, (Y/n), we can go home and watch a movie and maybe draw some more,” “That -” YAWN “- sounds nice” “Haha, tired I see,” And so we got in the car, I barely sat down before my eyes were closing. The last thing I remember is hearing a low humming from Hyunjin as I rested my head against his shoulder before I fell into a deep sleep.

Hyunjin’s POV

As soon as we sat down in the car, (Y/n) fell asleep with her head resting against my shoulder. I managed to move around to buckle her seatbelt without waking her. I leaned my head against hers as I lowly hummed an unfamiliar tune. Every now and then, (Y/n)’s body would twitch a little, not enough to wake her but enough to keep her from being comfortable. I recognized the twitching, Jisung does it sometimes too. I have done it a couple of times.

Anxiety.

Her anxiety is making her twitch, shiver, flinch even. That explains why she’s tired all the time, the anxiety twitches are keeping her from resting properly. I wish we knew more about what she has been through so that we can help her.

Her ears twitch every once in a while too, though after doing some research on bunny hybrids, that was a normal trait for them. Her breathing was slightly too quick to be relaxed, but the way she nestled into my shoulder made my heart race. She was so cute. I loved her just as I loved the other members. She might not have been with us for that long, but it didn’t matter. Now that she’s in our lives, everything feels complete.

I looked up and out of the car window, seeing that we were only about two minutes away from our apartment. “(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,”

(Y/n)’s POV

“(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,” Home. That is such a nice word. I slowly came back to consciousness as I heard Hyunjin’s sweet voice calling my name. As I opened my eyes, I noticed that I was resting against Jinnie’s shoulder. As I understood what I was doing, old habits took over me and I jerked myself away from him. “Sorry,” “It’s alright, bunny. I don’t mind. It was cozy. Now, come on, let’s go home,” “Home,” Before I could stop myself I repeated the word home, Hyunjin looked down at me, his eyes looked glassy, almost as if they were filled with tears. “Yes, home.”

The car came to a stop and we got out of the car. Hyunjin stretched out his hand and smiled at me, his eyes darting almost nervously between his hand and my eyes. I carefully took his hand, afraid that this was all a dream and if I moved too quickly, it would disappear. We went into the building, the elevator was empty for the first time since I came here. Elevators usually spike my anxiety. Reminding me of my past.

Flashback

When I was nine years old I was still with my first owner. The breeders who had my parents. They weren’t exactly mean, but neither were they nice. They only cared about the hybrids they had of the highest quality. I was not one of those. They fed me enough to keep me healthy, but they gave me no love. They never spoke with me, they never pet me, they barely even looked at me.

I hadn’t seen my parents or siblings since I was three. I felt isolated and lonely. The only friend I had was a desert fox who lived in the cage beside mine. He was also an outcast like me. The breeders said his personality wasn’t good, it didn’t fit his species. I didn’t understand what they meant, he was the nicest person I knew, before I got to know SKZ that is.

One day, one of the breeders came up to me with a scary man. The unfamiliar man stared at me with a weird, creepy look in his eyes. I backed away as far as I could in my cage. My whole body shivering, my instincts screamed at me to run but I was stuck. I couldn’t escape. “I believe this one fits everything you wanted. Quite, small, obedient, ugly.” The breeder and the man laughed loudly, the creepy man agreed, saying he’ll take me. I began crying. Begging the breeder to let me stay. The fox boy in the cage beside me raised his voice trying to stop them from taking me.

“No! Don’t take her, take me. Please, I’ll do anything, just don’t take her. Please, please, let her stay. NOO!” “Please, I want to stay. Please, I don’t want to go, please, help,” “(Y/n)!” That was the last time I saw him. He screamed my name as they dragged me out of the room filled with cages of neglected hybrids.

The creepy man dragged me out of the breeding facility with a spiked collar. The spikes dug into my neck, causing permanent damage to my skin. Silent tears ran down my cheeks as no sound would leave my throat. It was my first car ride, and I didn’t want to ever get in another car, at least not with this man. I was nine years old, and he hit me, laughed at me, called me names, and told me how he would cut me and torture me for his own pleasure.

When we arrived at wherever he was taking me, he once again dragged me along with the spiked collar. There was a tall building in front of us, and we were walking straight toward it. I tried calling for help as I saw many people around us, some of them looked but after seeing the man who was dragging me they all looked away, others didn’t look at all.

When we came inside the building, we went into a strange small room, a loud *ding* could be heard as the doors opened. The tiny room was packed with people. I didn’t want to go, but the man pulled me inside, the spikes had now penetrated my skin completely, and drops of blood ran down my neck. “Nice toy you got there boss,” A few people said the same thing, as they all stared at me. Their voices harsh on my sensitive ears as they all laughed loudly.

“Yes, we all will be able to enjoy this one. I made sure to buy a young one, so it will last long,” They spoke about me as if I were an object and not a living being. “Mm, so many fun things to do with such an ugly toy. I know it’s young but I hope it becomes prettier in the future,” My heart hurt from hearing what they said. It was true. I wasn’t pretty, that’s why the breeders didn’t keep me. It was why I didn’t deserve love.

During the five years, that I lived with that man and his friends, the elevator was a common place for verbal and later on, physical abuse. Whenever someone saw me walking around the building, they would drag me into the elevator, hitting me, kicking me, spitting on me, pulling my ears, my hair, or my tail. They would curse at me, scream at me, and tell me why I didn’t deserve to live. After five years, they kicked me out after I became numb to their advances.

I stopped speaking. I stopped crying, I stopped eating, I didn’t react to anything anymore, no matter what they did, I never reacted. I felt nothing but emptiness. I wanted nothing more than to die. If this was all my life was worth, I didn’t want to continue. When I stopped reacting, I stopped being fun for them so they kicked me out. Hoping I would die on the streets, all alone. Alone. That was all I knew how to be.

Elevators always remind me of the scars around my neck, the scars that littered my body from the abuse it suffered all those years, and most importantly, elevators remind me of how ugly and worthless I am in the eyes of many.

End of flashback

As I was pulled into a flashback, my breathing picked up, I couldn’t breathe, my eyes couldn’t seem to focus on anything, my knees felt weak, I found my own eyes in the mirror, it felt as if I looked into the eyes of my terrified nine-year-old self.

“(Y/n)! (Y/n), bunny, hold on, it’s okay, just breathe, hey, I’m here,” Hyunjin’s voice seemed far away as if he was in another room. I felt his gentle touch on my arms, I knew it was him, I knew I was safe, but my body didn’t understand. The doors to the elevator flew open with a *ding*, I used my full strength and pushed myself out of the elevator, landing on the floor outside. My arm hurt from landing on it awkwardly, but all I focused on was getting as far away from the elevator as possible.

“(Y/n), please breathe, please,” My eyes slowly stopped darting around, they focused on Hyunjin’s eyes which were filled with tears as he looked down at me. Worry was written all over his handsome face. I didn’t want him to cry, especially not because of me.

Third Person POV

(Y/n) looked up at Hyunjin as he leaned over her. The hybrid was lying on the floor, shaking, struggling to breathe, teardrops running down her cheeks. The dancer leaned over the scared hybrid, trying to calm her down, his own eyes and cheeks stained with tears, his heart hurt from seeing (Y/n) like this.

One of (Y/n)’s arms reached up and gently caressed Hyunjin’s cheek. Her hand was cold against his warm cheek. She still trembled as she tried to catch her breath. Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned her head up, her hand gently guiding Hyunjin’s head down. Their lips barely met, the kiss so gentle it almost didn’t happen, but it did. Hyunjin’s heart raced a thousand times quicker as he realized what they were doing. He was kissing (Y/n). (Y/n) was kissing him.

Hyunjin broke away from the kiss, a surprised look on his face as he looked down at the bunny. (Y/n) too looked surprised. She hadn’t realized what she had done, it seemed to be pure instinct. “I’m sorry,” (Y/n) whispered as she looked away, her hand falling from his cheek. “It’s okay. I liked it. Um, how about we get off the floor and go inside the apartment, to talk about what happened,” (Y/n) nodded in response, too embarrassed to speak.

They went inside the apartment, first going into separate rooms to change clothes. (Y/n) got dressed in the fuzzy pajamas that Jeongin reminded her they had bought, it was warm and cozy. It smelled of Jeongin and Felix. (Y/n) inhaled their scents, it calmed her down. She still felt embarrassed over kissing Hyunjin, she had never done something like that before. Her first kiss. Her first kiss.

Hyunjin was changing into some comfortable clothes too. His mind completely focused on what happened only minutes prior. (Y/n)’s soft lips against his own. Her cute eyes opened wide as she realized what she had done. Her small hand against his cheek. The way she pulled him in. It was intoxicating. He wanted more, but he had to hold himself back. (Y/n) probably didn’t mean to kiss him, she wasn’t ready, he thought. Especially after what happened in the elevator.

Hyunjin walked into the living room and found (Y/n) sitting on the couch. One of her legs bounced anxiously on the floor. “Hey, do you want some water or tea, or maybe some hot chocolate?” “Water please,” “Alright, I’ll be right back with it,” (Y/n) was nervous, and anxious, thinking that she had truly ruined this now. She kissed Hyunjin without his permission, he was probably going to call the others and tell them that she couldn’t stay. That was what (Y/n) thought.

“Here you go, bunny,” (Y/n) carefully took the cold water bottle from his hand, opened it, and took a sip. The cold water calmed her burning throat from the panic attack she had just a few minutes ago. “Would you be okay with telling me what happened in the elevator?” “It sparked some old memories,” “Could you tell me more about these memories? You don’t have to but I want to be able to help you, we all do, if you don’t feel ready to talk about it now, that’s okay, but please don’t be afraid to open up about what you’ve been through,”

He spoke with so much sincerity in his voice and so much love in his gaze as he looked into the hybrid’s eyes. (Y/n) took a deep breath before she told him of the flashback she had. New tears clouded her eyes, Hyunjin embraced her in a calming hug as she cried and told him of all the horrible things the man had put her through.

“Oh bunny, I’m so sorry, no one should ever have to go through such things,” Hyunjin held (Y/n) tighter as he did his best to calm her down. They stayed like that for a good 20 minutes until the door opened. Minho, Felix, and Jeongin stepped inside. Once they came into the living room they found Hyunjin and (Y/n) curled up on the couch together. The hybrid was still slightly shaking from crying and going through all of those memories twice.

“What happened?” Felix said as soon as he realized that (Y/n) had been crying. “It’s a long story and I don’t think (Y/n) has it in her to tell it again or be present for it to be told,” Hyunjin answered, Minho noticed that the tall boy’s eyes were glossy, he too had been crying. “Alright, we’ll talk later. Now, do you want to watch a movie, eat something, sleep, or something else?” (Y/n) sniffled a little before she leaned away from Hyunjin’s warm embrace. “I’d like to take a bath if that is fine,” “Of course, come on, I’ll set it up for you,” Jeongin said as he gave her the wide smile she loved.

Jeongin tried to cheer (Y/n) up by joking around and smiling. His presence did make her feel a bit better. Once again, he reminded her of that fox from the breeding facility. Warm, safe, familiar. His eyes were kind, with so much love and adoration in them. His touch was warm and gentle. Jeongin was happiness to her. “Do you want some bath salts in the bath?” “What’s that?” “Oh, they’re like tiny crystals that make the bath smell nice,” “Do you like those?” Jeongin smiled even wider at the question. “Yeah, they’re nice, we have a couple of different scents, this one’s my favorite!” He held out a little bottle with blue crystals, opened the lid, and let (Y/n) take in the scent. The hybrid inhaled the scent, it instantly reminded her of Jeongin.

“Do you like it?” “Yeah, it, um, it smells like you,” “I’ll put some in the bath then,” Jeongin poured a few of the crystals into the warm water filling the tub. “There we go! Your towel is here, the same spot as always, and you have your clothes here, and I think that’s all,” Jeongin was about to walk over to the door and leave (Y/n) in the bathroom. “Wait,” (Y/n) took a hold of his hand.

“Hmm, what’s wrong?” “Can you just stay with me for a little while longer, I don’t want to be alone just yet,” “Alright, I’ll stay with you as long as you want me to,” They sat down on the floor, (Y/n) still held onto his hand. Jeongin kept an eye on the water in the tub, making sure it didn’t fill too much. “Can you hug me?” “Of course,” Jeongin turned off the water before he opened his arms and (Y/n) scooted closer into his embrace.

“(Y/n), remember what we talked about earlier?” “About all of us facing challenges in the past?” “Yeah, you don’t ever have to be ashamed of what you’ve been through, none of it was your fault. We won’t ever hurt you, nor will we let anyone hurt you,” (Y/n) held onto Jeongin just a little tighter. “Can I tell you something about what happened today?” “Of course, if you want to tell me, then I’ll gladly listen,” “I’m embarrassed and worried about it,” “It’s okay, whatever it is, it will be fine,” “I kissed Hyunjin,” Jeongin looked down at (Y/n), not believing his ears.

“What?” His voice was shocked, yet his eyes still held nothing but love and adoration. Making (Y/n) feel a little less worried. “I kissed Hyunjin. I didn’t even notice, I didn’t know what I was doing, it just happened,” “Okay, do you regret it?” “Um, I don’t know. I liked it, I think. I’ve never done anything like it before. I’m just scared that he’s angry with me,” “I promise you, that he is not angry. I’m certain he’s over the moon with joy. We all love you, and kissing is a sign of love, so none of us would be angry with you for kissing us, we just want you to do it when you want to, we don’t want to pressure you into anything,”

(Y/n) listened intently as Jeongin spoke, his voice brought the bunny comfort. Her eyes explored his face. From his warm eyes to his nose, to his sharp jawline, and stopping at his lips. Something within her, yearning to feel his lips against hers. Even though the kiss with Hyunjin had barely happened, she yearned for more. She yearned to feel love in its purest form.

“Can I… Can you, kiss me?” Jeongin smiled widely, his eyes seemed to sparkle as he leaned a little closer. “Are you sure?” (Y/n)’s eyes once again darted between his eyes and his lips. She felt safe. She felt loved. “Yes, I’m sure,” Jeongin leaned even closer, his heart racing. He was nervous and excited. The bunny felt the same as she leaned a little closer. Their lips were only mere millimeters apart. (Y/n) closed her eyes, fully trusting Jeongin, just as she would with any of the eight boys she now called her home. Jeonging couldn’t help but smile as he too closed his eyes.

~ To be continued ~

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sweet-luv-club · 2 months

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✎ breastfeeding m! Kylar like he deserves ♡

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2.5k words (wow im a horny bastard), informal writing, m! Kylar with cock, unprotected p in v sex, unrealistic sex, Kylar is a very submissive and pathetic (/affectionate) top, lactating pc from cow transformation, BIG GIANT TATAS and AFAB anatomy terms. u got coochie n it'll b called cunt and pussy but Kylar doesn't call u by either feminine terms or masculine terms so it's,,, gender-neutral reader-ish??

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WHY BOTHER HAVING A BREAST MILK MECHANIC IF U CANT GIVE IT TO ANY OF THE LOVE INTERESTS... SMH VREL GET ON IT /LH also dis is a shoutout to da fellow transmascs like me that don't mind hvin big tatas 2 feed kylar <33 my first full fic i tink!! enjoy!!!

♡ ┆ u 2 are on a date at the part as usual. when u casually suggest it, his brain just stops working. his mouth hangs open and u have to shake him to snap him out of it.

"uhh, haha, sorry, darling... c-could you repeat that?"

with a smirk, you do. you lean in and suggest going somewhere private so he could enjoy your milk directly from the source. all the blood in his cheeks rush to his cock almost immediately. he is so down bad for u, he's fucking floored u even suggested it.

♡ ┆ he gets more cocky, confident, and possessive during sex, but at this point, he's only squeezed your chest so far, not sure how he could even begin to explain himself. he’s seen u lactate when u cum, he just didnt know if it was overstepping a boundary to just dive in. its early into the relationship so he doesnt know if youre comfortable with that part of your bovine biology. hes a perv but hes also a polite boy!! well... most of the time ♡ he couldnt just walk up to u and say i want ur milk babe, you deserve better than that, he just didnt know how to ask... so ofc he's over the moon you're the one who brought it up

♡ ┆ absolutely solidifies in his mind that you're an angel sent from heaven to protect him and love him

♡ ┆ he's a stinky little anime nerd /pos. pre-relationship, after you saved him from bullies, he draws u and ur cute fluffy cow ears and massive anime-like tits in all sorts of erotic ways. does all the hentai tropes. fists his needy, leaky cock at night to the drawings he's made of u. when you start dating, it was like he was walking on cloud 9 when you wanted to recreate some of his erotic drawings (bc ofc u pushed to see his sketchbook when he mentioned it was full of only u lol)

♡ ┆ cant go to the manor, kylar isnt comfy w that yet. cant be in pc’s bedroom, kylar doesnt even want a single chance of someone who knows you and lives with you to see u giving him milk, it's his and only his in sight, sound,,, and ofc taste. hed get jealous if other orphans u live with saw yall doing it, bc if they see he thinks theyre never gonna forget the sight..... which could lead 2 all sorts of trouble since they live with u and he doesnt. he wants it to only be his even in memory. PATHETIC /POS so yalls only option is a cheap-ass love hotel. maybe someday youll fuck somewhere nicer but this’ll have to do… not to mention kylar is thrumming w/ excitement. he’s fucking trembling at the mere thought of getting to taste your sweet milk, directly from your heavy chest which was always tempting him… PATHETIC /POS (1)

♡ ┆ at first, kylar cant get his bearings. he sits next to u on the bed, hands politely on his lap while his cock strains against his pants. hes strangely silent until u snap him out of it with a kiss on the cheek. “ah… d-darling, you don’t know how much this means to me.” he says in a shaky voice. you chuckle and slowly begin to lift your shirt, making sure to give him a show. the way your heavy tits laden with the milk he craves always looked like they were spilling out, your bra barely being able to hold them back never failed to do a number on kylar’s psyche.

♡ ┆ ”c’mon, you’ve already seen me lactate. get me wet first, babe, then it’ll come out.” you tease as you unclasp your bra effortlessly and toss it to the side, your tits swaying with every movement you make. kylar is hypnotized. just a lot of spacing out in general until you two really get into it.

♡ ┆ your back is laid on the bed, and Kylar moves to get your pants and panties off. the sight never fails to make him breathless. he figures the quickest way to taste your sweet milk is to eat you out, so he does, very diligently. he dives in and devours your pussy like a man starved, he does this every time. he just can’t believe someone as perfect as you would willingly give yourself to him, and he wants to show his gratitude properly, always…

♡ ┆ this mf latches onto your cunt with an intense need and desperation. not only is he making his beloved feel good, he’s working to get your milk flowing as well… it makes him especially ravenous. licking up and sucking on your sensitive folds, using his hands to part your lips and plunge his tongue into you deeper… when you pat his fluffy, unkempt hair and moan… “fuuuuck yes, that’s it, good boy…” he goes absolutely ballistic in his brain. it goes w/o saying that he has a praise kink, loves giving and receiving it. he’s especially emboldened when he feels his head sandwiched between the softness of your thighs, he’s going delirious with need at this point, eyes all half-lidded and bleary, focused on nothing but lapping up the fluids your cunt makes. he's fucking groaning against your folds, can't get enough of your sweet taste. his cock is straining to be free right now, but your pleasure takes precedence.

♡ ┆ eventually, he takes your clit into his mouth and sucks hard, tongue swirling around it as he’s making you scream. “K-Kylar!!” it fills him with a sick thrill, like he’s letting all the strangers in this damn sleazy love hotel know that he’s the one making his darling cry out with pleasure. he pulls back for a moment, a string of saliva connecting between your cunt and his lips to smirk confidently at you. “that’s it, darling, let it all out.” he says, as he’s licking a broad stripe up your pussy, “let them all hear how much you love what i’m doing to you.”

♡ ┆ the moment he sees your tits drip with milk, he unlatches his mouth from your cunt with a soft pop, halting the intense suctions for now. his eyes sparkle with curiosity and hunger, seeing you laid out on the bed with your cheeks flushed, mouth hung agape from moaning so much just does something to his fucked up brain. he wastes no time capturing a nipple into his mouth and giving a hard suck, groaning when your milk hits his tastebuds. it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted…

♡ ┆ he kneads at your tit, trying to coax more and more milk out of you as your cow ears flicker atop your head. needless to say, he’s getting off on your moans, the taste of your creaminess, and the softness of your chest… he loves it. all of this, it’s only for him and him alone. he laminates your nipple with spit using his tongue, moaning as he drinks up every last drop. keeping a hand on your pussy, he gently bites down, making you yelp, yet he also felt your cunt twitch at the action… that gives him an idea for later. he shows love to your other breast, licking up all of the milk that had been dripping off to the side as his fingers rub at your pussy, the slick sounds making his head spin. his breaths are heavy and erratic as it fans over your exposed skin, adding a layer of eroticism from his desperation being conveyed this way.

♡ ┆ finally… the moment he’d been waiting for. he releases his mouth and cups both of your heavy breasts, pressing them close together and sucking on both your nipples at the same time. wow… just like in his hentai mangas. the sensation makes you feel embarrassed, but you can’t deny how good it feels, either… as his fingers dig into your plush, large chest, he suckles, licks, and bites, doing anything to get more milk into his mouth again. some of it drips in between your chest, and it gives him a devious idea…

♡ ┆ he retreats for now, taking a finger to swipe up a drop of milk on his chin and lick it, a crazed hunger in his green eyes. he pulls down his pants and boxers… out comes his cock, blushed at the tip and leaky with pre-cum. “darling… would you be willing to hold up your chest for me, please?” he asks in a sweet voice, and you comply without question. you already knew what he was planning without him having to outright say it.

♡ ┆ he holds the sides of your breasts securely and moves up on the bed, positioning himself under your chest. you feel something hard underneath your boobs… and without further ado, Kylar thrusts his cock in. he moans so loud, breathing sooo heavily as he pistons his hips… he’s just in pure disbelief. the milk that had dripped between your chest earlier aids him in creating a slick passage between your pillowy tits. it takes him all his willpower to not immediately cum… which he inevitably fails. his cock splatters all over your chest, and a little bit gets on your face. “ah…!! i-oh no, i’m so sorry… i couldn’t help it, it just felt too good…” he pouts with a voice whinier than usual. you reassure him that it’s more than okay with a sultry smile, and you collect his cum with your fingers, licking it all up.

♡ ┆ the sight of you doing that of your own volition without him even asking to… grrr he’s going feral! and he realized you hadn’t cum once! that just won’t do. so while waiting for his cock to stiffen up again, he pulls out and lowers himself back down and thrusts a finger into your dripping entrance. he gets off on the sound of your moans, and he reaches down to take a nipple into his mouth again, the dual sensation of kylar’s suction and his finger curling inside you driving you mad. he establishes a rhythm with both actions, and it’s not long before he adds another finger into you, the squelching noises from your naughty pussy tempting him making his cock twitch back to life very quickly. as your inner walls tighten around his fingers, he searches desperately for your sweet spot while feverishly lapping up any milk from your breasts. and finally… he finds that one gummy mass inside you and just absolutely goes to town on it, making you cry out loudly. he reluctantly detached himself from your tit, and as his fingers were pressing down on your sweet spot, he held his hand firmly over your pubic mound, pressing down and quickening the pace of his fingers going in and out of you. it’s not long before you scream his name and cum on his fingers, soaking his hand in your precious nectar… not to mention your chest flowing with milk as well.

♡ ┆ he’s now hard again… and you take a moment to catch your breath. he’s too impatient this time, however, he wants to thrust into you now. you feel his cock press against your overly sensitive entrance but you manage to gently push him down onto the bed to take control of the situation. “ah ah ah. not so fast. just came, ya horndog.” you tease lightly, while kylar groans and pouts. you reach down and press a kiss to his lips, your tongues meeting each other once again as they get entangled. you taste a hint of your own milk. kylar can feel your breasts pressing up against him, the weight making him get more needy and feverish with his kissing. his breath hitches when you start grinding your cunt onto him, tip of his cock leaking with cum onto his tummy as your pussy presses down on it. your hips buck back and forth on top of him as you take control, allowing yourself to rest while keeping kylar sated.

♡ ┆ when you’re finally ready to have sex, you teasingly bounce your cunt on the tip of his cock, and you see tears in his eyes. “pc- my love, come, on, let me in, pleasepleaseplease- ah!!”

his babbling is interrupted by you finally giving him what he wants. as your velvety walls sink down onto him, threatening to overwhelm his senses, you press your breasts onto his face. “you know what to do.” you say with a flirtatious smirk. kylar immediately gets the memo, he’s been dying to do this since you first saved him. he latches onto your nipples and tugs down at your breasts while you start bouncing your pussy on his cock, the dual sensations driving you both mad.

♡ ┆ you’re expertly riding him as he whimpers helplessly beneath you, humping into him so hard the headboard slams into the wall from your passion. his mouth is overflowing with your milk like he wanted… his brain is just melting, much to your delight. your cow tail swishes behind you playfully as he grabs your plush hips and thrusts up into your movements, the sounds of your moans and wet slapping reverberating in the room.

♡ ┆ the warmth and softness of your cunt makes him wanna cum again. poor boy… he was never good at lasting long. “kylar, hold yourself back right now or else i’m pulling myself off.” you tease, but he takes that to heart and whines in disappointment. “i’ll be good… i’ll be good, pc, i promise, just please dont, ah… leave me!” you smile at him. “i’m not leaving you dummy, ever.”

neuron activation time……. his eyes widen in disbelief as affection floods his heart. he grips your hips more firmly, thrusting up into you at such an animalistic pace that the poorly constructed bed almost sounds like it'll break. the plush of your ass bounces back on his lap, and it makes him grit his teeth trying to hold back. he has a fire in his eyes, as if his life’s whole purpose now was to make you cum on his cock. he bites down on a nipple like earlier and feels your cunt clench around him. he alternates between bites and hard sucks as his hips thrust desperately upward while you struggle to keep riding him. “that’s a promise, okay? dont! ever! leave! me!” he punctuates each word with a thrust deep into your womb, hell-bent on breeding you.

♡ ┆ it’s not long before stars crowd around your eyes as you two climax together with your own loud moans, his semen flooding the depths of your warmth while your own cum coats his cock and drips down to his balls. your milk drips down your breasts again, and even though kylar is weak, he still manages to find it in himself to lick it up. as you catch your breaths, you two giggle conspiratorially, pressing your foreheads together and exchanging words of pure love and affection for one another… right before going back in for another round. you two rented out this room for an extended period of time, after all.

♡ ┆ now kylar takes whatever opportunity he can to bite and suck on your precious chest, pulling you in school closets or dark alleyways just so he can have a taste of your milk.

♡ ┆ ofc it’s not long until you both rent out a room at the hotel again, you going along with one of his crazy hentai recreations. it ends up with him on your lap and you, jerking off his sensitive cock, rubbing his pre-cum all over his shaft as he has his fill of your milk.

#saccha.txt #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol kylar #kylar the loner #kylar the loner x reader #dol kylar x reader #cow tf! reader

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 2 months

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Kat's OG/HC ::: mitsuya would MAKE the teddy bear for the first date thingy.

A/N ::: You. Guys. I'm so giddy about this that you'd think I was the one who just went on a date with Mitsuya. I'm so fucking happy with this - like, I just smiled the whole time I was writing it. Thank you again, @katkitkats for the HC's.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ Funsies ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ I've Been Loving You Too Long // Otis Redding I wholly believe that Mitsuya has a deep appreciation for music and would listen to this song like a dummy who's deep in love. Listen if you want the full effect of the high I got while writing this ⍣

(For the best experience put it on repeat or read really fast lmao - sorry, my sense of timing is horrific).

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ TEDDY BEAR PREP ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ Doesn't see the appeal of buying stuff that he can make for you.

⍣ Can make anything he puts his mind to - up to and including a teddy bear.

⍣ Would start out by searching for just the right kind of fabric (I think he'd use minky - so freakin' soft and cuddly and lasts forever and ever if you're good to it - a lot like love 🤔 - it's just insane)

⍣ Works out all the details, drawing out a pattern that he can pin fabric to, cut around the design, sew it together and add the finishing touches then stuff it.

⍣ Hand stitches the bear's arms and legs with an "X" pattern so it looked like "real" stitches, using a special type of embroidery stitch for its little eyes and nose (the nose would be pink and its eyes would be one of each of your eye colors).

⍣ Finally, it would be done a few days before the big first date.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ THE DATE ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ Would pick you up on his bike.

⍣ Has an extra helmet (in whatever your favorite color was because he just so fucking thoughtful I can't stand it) and leather jacket for you if it was cold.

⍣ The reservation would have been made 2 weeks in advance - even though it's at Smiley and Angry's Ramen shop.

⍣ Took the little bear over there the night before because he wants it to be brought out with dessert.

⍣ Wants to impress you by walking in and saying "2 for Mitsuya, please *slips Angry some 💴 for the best seat in the house*.

⍣ Will offer you some of his dish (from his chopsticks/eating utensils!) and ask if you're sure you don't mind giving him a bite of yours, even after you shove it at him - he has 2 little sisters and knows how sacred food can be sometimes.

⍣ Waves at Smiley and Angry to signal he's ready for dessert and the handmade bear to be brought to your quiet little corner/window table.

⍣ Hands you the cuddly snuggly bear and the first thing you notice is not how soft the bear is, but how warm his hands are. You don't want to let go but he seems so proud of this gift that you take it from his hand and hold it close to your heart.

⍣ Tells you about how he made this design and bear specially for you, the fabric was special ordered and it was sewn/hand stitched by him (by the very same warm hands you didn't want to trade for).

⍣ Blushes when he points out the bear's eye color (he didn't even have to see you again or ask anyone what your eye color was because he remembered). You blush back when you tell him it's the first thing you noticed about it.

⍣ Gives you the first, middle and last bite of the cute little dessert the boys whipped up for you two.

⍣ Pays for EVERYTHING.

⍣ Asks what you want to do now - you want to just ride around on some back roads and cling to him - "Go for a ride?" you suggest instead of just prattling off the truth.

⍣ Was praying that you'd say that.

⍣ Smiled so hard when his prayer was answered.

⍣ Rides out to the near middle of nowhere and parks next to an empty field and lays out his jacket for you to sit on while you two stargaze and talk about your interests.

⍣ Catches you staring at him but plays it off like you two just looked at each other at the same time because he was staring at you once and he low-key hoped you wouldn't make a big deal out of it.

⍣ On the ride back to your house, at every stoplight or stop sign he will pat your hands that are wrapped so tightly around his waist and ask if you're "Doing ok back there?"

⍣ Feels his heart skip a beat or two when you just hold him tighter as he takes off again.

⍣ Walks you to your door and stands on the steps below your front porch while still holding your hand.

⍣ Kisses you between your first and second finger knuckle in such a manner that you're so wildly turned on by the gentleness of the gesture that you jump off of the steps and plant a huge kiss on his lips.

⍣ Smiles the whole way back to his place, vowing to never wash his jacket, his hand or his mouth again.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ CUTE BONUS ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ He wrote a little note and sticks it in the center of the bear's belly in all of the batting: "Y/n, I know this is only our first date. But I think you're a really special and beautiful person. I am so excited to see what is in store for us. - Takashi)

@kazutora-kurokawa @southside-otaku @darkstarlight82 @arlerts-angel @viburnt

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fourteen

Back in front of the blank canvas, she deeply sighs.

What to paint?

She'd been sitting here for the last hour, wondering the same thing.

Flowers were always a favorite, but she was in the mood to try her hand at something else.

Maybe someone else.

Dipping her paintbrush into the deep brown paint, she sighed again and let her mind wander, while letting it dance across the canvas.

Halfway through, she pulls back and smiles at the outcome, feeling more smitten than she ever has before.

Turning the music up just a bit louder, she continues on, filling the blank space with her newest subject.

Once she was done, she sat and marveled at her work, placing her fingers over the fine detailing and smiling to herself.

Oh, Leon.

She'd painted him in five different ways, each one more strikingly beautiful than the last.

Never had she sat and painted a man in such vivid hues of brown, blue and orange. With such emotion, such thought.

“Wow,” seemed to be her favorite word to describe moments that involved him. This one was no different.

She loved Leon. She was in love with him. No doubt.

He was just as in love with her, if not more.

She clouded his mind just as much. So much, she was his permanent muse for every piece of poetry he'd written over the last month.

Her hair.

Her smile.

Her scent.

Her eyes.

Big and brown,

Full of wonder,

Of love,

Of life!

Her wit,

Her charm,

Her spice,

Her warmth.

All wrapped in mocha,

Kissed by a thousand suns.

Curves that would make a blind man crash.

A sharp tongue that would make the most confident man crumble.

A heart of gold.

Skin made of silk.

A goddess, for real.

Meeting each other back in her love lair, the pair exchange their heartfelt gifts, neither of them ready for how it tugs on their hearts.

“You wrote me a poem??” She gushes, holding the orange envelope to her chest. Her twinkling eyes made him smile extra big.

“I did! You painted something for me??” He asks, staring down at the board, neatly wrapped in deep green paper.

“I did! You wanna open yours first?” She excitedly asks, making him tear right into it.

His surprised gasp, coupled with his shocked expression, does her in. She was hoping to god that he liked it, at least.

“Zora.. wow, this is so… wow!” He stares at the canvas, struggling to find the words that express how breathtaking it is.

“Do you like it?” She asks, shifting her weight.

“I love it, mama. Absolutely. I— I've never been painted before. I don't think anyone's ever even sketched my face! It's so detailed and wow.” He repeats, making her blush.

“I told you, you're my prettiest subject,” she smiles, “I've got a whole sketchbook full of your face.”

The way he looked at her could've melted her right into the ground.

“Read your poem, sweet stuff.”

“Okay,” she says, her voice coming out small.

Pulling the paper out, her eyes linger on every word, her heart beating double-time at his sweet, sweet words.

“Ohh, you just love to make me cry!” She laughs through her small tears, wiping them away with the back of her hand.

“You like it??”

“Hell yeah, boy! This is so sweet! I love the way you talk about me.”

“Like I can talk about anything else,” he says with a shake of his head. “You cloud my brain, woman. I wrote like five different poems about you.”

“Like you're any better! Got me drawing and painting you.” She stares at him wide-eyed.

“You're so talented, baby.” He coos, pulling her into his arms finally, wrapping her up in his warmth, while he feeds on hers.

“So are you, handsome.” She rubs the back of his head, kissing his forehead as he hugs her tightly to him.

“Our anniversary is in a couple days.”

“I know! Six months!” She gushes.

“It's crazy how time flies, huh?”

“Well, when you're having so much fun, it does tend to slip on by.”

“I made reservations, but I cannot tell you where. It's a surprise.” He says, snickering at the look on her face.

“We gettin’ all gussied up?!”

“Hell yeah, baby! Pull out your best dress and we gon paint the town orange.”

“Aw, you are so cute!,” she frowns, pecking his awaiting lips a thousand times.

“I know, lucky me.” He bashfully smiles, hugging her waist tighter.

“Now I'm gonna stress until Friday, tryna figure out what to wear!”

With the chilly air that late October brings hanging in the air, Zora was contemplating on 86’ing the dress idea altogether for something more practical, knowing how much she despises the cold.

“I have faith that we'll be able to pull something together.”

“Yeah, I probably won't be wearing a dress, though. It's a lil too cold for that.” She laughs.

“Yeah, I didn't even think about that,” he chuckles, "I just know that's your go-to. But, I know you're gonna look absolutely stunning! That's a given.”

“If it's possible, I love you even more.”

“Ah, my heart grows ten sizes with every glance your way. Every word you say,” he presses another kiss to her lips, dipping her back into her heap of pillows.

“Such a way with words,” she giggles, halting the wandering hand before it reaches the hem of her t-shirt.

“It's not over yet,” she mumbles, matching the frown he sported.

After summer ended, so did their free time. They were lucky if they got to see each other on the weekends, due to preparation for the holiday season.

The warehouse Leon worked at seemed to have a million pre orders for a variety of the new gift items they advertise, keeping him at work almost overnight, sometimes.

The pub had been jumping still with all the changes Linda made, including a complete renovation of the restaurant, which included an actual dance floor, an ole-timey jukebox, and a larger dining area and bar once she knocked out a wall.

Zora had started pulling longer hours, while Linda was in the process of expanding their team, which she didn't mind, but she'd never been so tired in her life.

At the end of days like that, the pair were lucky if they hit their own beds correctly, before having to jump right back out of them the next day.

And with their impending anniversary right around the corner, on top of it being the first one they were gonna go all out for, Mother Nature paying her a visit couldn't have come at a better time.

But she was on her way out the door!

“I know,” she laughs, “that's how I feel, too! I'll be clear in like a day or so, though.”

Moving his hand back to her knee, he smirks. “Just in time for the festivities, huh?”

“Yeah, I may have an extra surprise for you, too.” She bats her lashes at him.

“Oh?”

“Maybe,” she smirks. “Maybe not.”

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Friday dragged its feet and the couple's nerves along the way, knowing they were ready to detach themselves from their jobs without thought.

As if teleporting to her apartment, he opens the unlocked door like she requested through text, immediately getting an earful from him as he heads down the hall.

“Now, Zora, you know how I feel about unlocked doors.”

“Leon, you were like five seconds away. Nobody was gonna get me.” She says, staring at him through her vanity mirror while she applies her lip gloss.

“Still. I've got a key for a reason. Let me use it.” He says, before leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead, running his hand over her freshly pressed and still billowy hair.

“You look beautiful, as always. I like your hair.”

“Thank you! I rarely wear it like this ‘cause it's so hard to keep up with, but I was missing it and it's a special occasion, and this qualifies as my something different.”

“Checked it off your own list?”

“Yeah, why not!”

“Why not.” He smiles, agreeing with her.

She smiles back, before standing to her feet to face him, both of them cracking up at the 360 they give each other.

“See? I had faith in you and you did it, Jean.” He pokes, twirling her around. “You look damn good, baby.”

A cropped white top and high-waisted, wide-leg distressed jeans was a pretty basic outfit, which is why god invented cardigans. An orange and pink one did just the job at setting her outfit off.

“I didn't find it until last night, don't be too proud.” She sighs.

“Woman, please. Point still stands, you put it together like only you can.” He flirts, wrapping an arm around her waist, their faces just a few inches apart as they gaze at each other.

“Every chance you get, for real.” She pokes back, making him suck his teeth, planting a kiss on her lips still.

“You already know it, sweet stuff.”

Taking a step away, she looks at him again. An orange beanie pulled over his low-cut and his beard was full and shiny, begging her nails to play with it, which she’d definitely ended up doing.

His green leather jacket, black sweater and jeans combo was doing so many things to her, as was the heavenly scent wafting off of him.

Vanilla? Bergamot??

“Whatever you're wearing, always keep a bottle near.” She speaks, earning a smirk from him.

“Yes ma'am.”

“You look so good, baby.” She compliments, moving back into his hold.

“Thank you, mama.”

“Mhm, and thank you for six bouquets of poppies! That was the cutest thing ever.”

“Anything for you,” he kisses her again, before looking at his watch. Right on time.

“You ready to go?”

“Absolutely.”

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The Petal Café was one of the newest, fanciest restaurants in town and Leon made quick with getting reservations, thankfully bypassing the huge waiting list.

“This place is so beautiful!” Zora squealed for the millionth time, making him laugh and squeeze her hand from across the table.

“I'm glad we made it, cause that waiting list is a year out, now.” He says with a shake of his head.

“What?? That is wild! Let's hope the food lives up to its hype!”

“I know, right. Everything looks really good, though.”

The waiter comes over and sits their drinks down, before taking their food orders and leaving them alone again.

“I'm certain we said it already, but happy anniversary, doll face.” He says, going back to squeezing her hands.

“Happy anniversary, baby. Best six months I’ve ever spent with anyone.”

“Same here, you’re one of my best friends.”

“Really??” She asks, squeezing his hands back now.

“Absolutely! It’s been an absolute dream getting to know the world is you, and to experience life with you is just as dreamy.”

She was thankful that she went light on her makeup, cause she knew it would’ve been ruined with him and sweet words.

“Oh, Leon,” she frowns, “you're the epitome of a dreamboat. When I say I love you, I really mean it. I don't think I can say it enough.. but thank you for showing me what actual love feels like,” her voice cracks near the end of her sentence.

A soft smile covers his lips, as he's keeping his own tears back.

“It's my pleasure showing you what you deserve, Jean. That'll never end.”

Knowing she was gonna cry, she beckoned him to her with her pointer finger, pressing her lips to his, giggling against them as her tears fell down her cheeks.

Pulling away to cup her face in one hand and wipe her tears with the other, he laughs as she reaches up to wipe his own tears away.

“Nique was right, we are sappy.” He points out, making her shake her head.

“Don't let her hear you say that, we'll never live it down!” She exclaims, making them fall into a small laughing fit.

“I love you, Jean.”

“I love you too, Avery.”

After indulging in the well worth it cuisine, the pair move their party to the expansive bar, which happens to sit right beside a huge flower garden, a few orange and yellow roses sitting the closest to them.

“How'd you know about this place?” Zora asks, sipping her rum.

“Eryn told me about it, actually. Saw an ad about them opening a location here and gave me the details. As soon as I heard the name, I knew we had to come here.”

“Aw, you know me so well!”

“I better, ‘fore somebody try and take my job.” He cracks, making her laugh and lean into him.

Any opportunity to wrap his arm back around her, he'd take it. Pressing another kiss to her face, he goes back to sipping his own glass of rum.

“Nobody could ever do such a thing, baby.”

“Touché, sweet stuff. Nobody holds a candle to you.”

Two more drinks and it was time for them to move their party back to the privacy of her apartment.

As if teleporting back to her front door, Zora pulls Leon inside and sits him down on her bed, before disappearing into her bathroom.

“I'll be right back!”

“Whatchu hidin’, baby?” He slurs, a wicked smirk crossing his face at the thought of what it just might be.

“A surprise!” She giggles from inside the bathroom, making sure everything was sitting the way she needed it to— not that she'd have it on long, anyway. But still.

Slipping out into the hallway, she pulls her hair up into a sloppy bun before strutting back into her room, where he sat with his jaw in his lap.

The jade hued lace teddy hugged her figure like a second skin, holding up and framing her voluptuous body in the best way possible.

“Wow.” His eyes traveled up and down her frame, as if he was savoring this moment.

Here she was, standing in front of him in his favorite color, and all he wanted to do was rip it off and take her in every way possible.

“I take it that you like it?” She speaks, pulling him out of his trance, his gaze now on her face.

“You look absolutely breathtaking, girl. I love it.” He responds, reaching out for her hand and pulling her to stand in between his spread legs.

His strategically placed kisses made her giggle and softly push his face away.

Sticking his tongue down her throat, he pulls her flush against him, groping her fat ass with his big hands. Her left leg finds its way over his right one, soon straddling him altogether.

Licking a trail from the corner of his mouth to the sweet spot on his neck, her fingers work to remove his jacket, dying to have full access to his broadness.

Next to go was the sweater, ultimately making her lose her mind. He'd been hitting the gym pretty hard and boy was it doing him some good.

“So damn fine,” she moans, pushing him back onto the soft bed, reaching underneath herself to undo his belt buckle, biting his earlobe as she slides a hand inside his pants.

He grunts in response, assisting her in pulling his clothes away until he's in nothing but a pair of briefs that were already being tugged on.

Pulling them away, she swings over his lap backwards, now facing the rounded mirror on his dresser. She smiles at her reflection and wraps her hand around his dick, softly jerking him.

His groans fill the air, especially when she bends over to stick her ass in his face and drool all over him, sucking him like she had a point to prove.

Mesmerized by the jiggle in her hips and ass, his hands reach out to slap each cheek, eventually slapping the wet spot between her thighs, making her inch away, an audible gasp leaving her full mouth.

“Come back,” he rasps, pulling her hips back in his direction to rub his thumb over the steady-forming spot, his head falling back into the pillows as her tongue swirls around his sensitive tip.

“God dammit, baby,” he moans, sending another fire smack to her ass. Taking him to the hilt, they both groan as he hits the back of her throat.

He wishes she could've seen how wide his eyes were as she holds him there for a few moments, and does it again, and again, moaning all on him and making his toes curl.

“Fuck… I'm cummin’, Zora… fuck,” his hips jerk upward as she milks him for every single drop, giggling once she releases him.

Pulling her back on his face, the seat of her lingerie was pulled to the side and his nimble fingers played in her wetness, making her bite her lip and grind against his hand.

“Fuckin’ soaked,” he grunts, sliding his middle fingers into her, reveling in the sweet moans that fill the air as he curls and pumps them into her gspot.

“Shit, right there,” she breathlessly moans, dragging her nails up and down his stomach.

“Right here?”

“Yes, I'm g-gonna cum!” She gasps, throwing her head back once his fingers begin jabbing at her spot, making her gush onto them in no time.

Wasting no flipping her onto her back, he pulls the lace away from her body, kissing every inch of skin he came across on the way.

Hooking her legs around his waist, he glides into her and grunts at how wet, how snug, “fuck I could bury myself here, you feel so fucking good.”

His slurred praise hits her ears, while her eyes are stuck in the back of her head as he thrusts into her so deeply. Her hands find his chest.

“Oh my god,” she whimpers, “so d-deep!”

His lips find her neck, as her body clings to his. Her breathy moans hit his ear.

It had been so long since they'd found themselves in the moment, which made them savor it now for all its worth.

Declarations of love and affection leave their lips, as their peaks get closer and closer to erupting. Sweat blanketing them like a second skin.

“Cum with me,” he groans, as he ground his hips into hers, making them see stars at the same time. The cry that left her lips made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Blissed out, they lay still entangled as the aftershocks pass through their bodies. Dazed smiles cover their lips.

A second wind comes sooner than later, sending them into their next position of the night. Both of them facing the mirror as he hovers over her, spreading her thighs to glide right back into her.

One hand is splayed across her chest to pull her flush against his own, the other planted firmly into the bed as he pumps into her, mumbling shit in her ear that would make her blush if she were able.

Both of her hands were rolled into the sheets, trying her best to throw her ass back onto him, but those lethal strokes are nothing to play with.

“Fuck me,” she helplessly whines.

His breath tickles her skin, his kisses along the back of her neck make her shiver. “Just like this?”

“Yes,” she breathes, “yes!”

Speeding up, he crashes into her sweet spot so precisely it makes her cum in an instant, a heavy sob leaving her mouth as he continues.

Her hands found both of his wrists, as she was desperately needing something to hold onto.

“S-so good, Leon! Please don't stop!”

“Fuckin’ you all night, baby.. all night.” He smirks, pulling his hand back to smack her ass.

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“Ooh, she's being loved properly. Look at that glow!” Nique teases, just as Zora spots their table.

“Hey, y'all.” She greets her sisters with a hug and kiss, before taking her seat beside Nique and kissing her cheek.

“Hey, lover. How's life been?” Neoma pokes fun, making Zora roll her eyes.

Not being one to post much about her relationship on her social media, besides a few pictures here and there, Zora felt compelled to make a dedication post for their anniversary and her sisters, of course, found it and left all types of crying, heart and kissy face emojis in the comments.

“I should be asking y'all that.”

“Let's talk about you first, though.” Lovita redirects just like an older sister does.

“Life's good, lemme lone,” she mumbles, still “mad” at them.

“Oh come on, we went wild in the comments, but we're done now!” Neoma pleads.

“Yeah, promise!” Nique adds.

Zora looks at her oldest sister, raising an eyebrow. Lovita sighs and shrugs. That was as much as Zora was gonna get from her, since sorry is not in her vocabulary.

“Fine. Life is beautiful!” She smiled, making them reciprocate.

“We've seen! You two are too much,” Lovita frowns, over the moon happy for her littlest sister.

“How was your anniversary?!”

“It was the sweetest day. Not like, every day isn't just as sweet, but he sent three bouquets of orange poppies to my job and three more to my apartment. We had already exchanged gifts a few days before, being too excited to hold onto ‘em. He took us to the Petal Café, and y'all! It's the prettiest place I've ever been in! The best food ever! There's a garden next to the bar! It was so me. He's such a hunk.”

The chorus of aw’s commences.

“How much did you cry?” Neoma and Nique ask.

You know what! Too damn much,” she answers, laughing at herself before they could.

“Such a big baby, oh my gosh!”

“I know, ugh. He's just so… wow.” She smiles again, shaking her head.

“Yeah?? We pickin’ out baby names, yet??” Nique squeals.

“Girl, no. I made sure I stocked up on my birth control. No babies… yet.” She purses her lips together for a second, watching their expressions shift, but before they could lay into her again, she re-redirects the focus back onto them.

“But, what about y'all! How's everything?!”

Nique jumps at the chance to tell her best friend just how head over heels she is, to which she outwardly gushes.

“Since we made it official, I met his mama and he met mine— she loves him— he's been showing up to my office with lunch, sometimes it's hand-prepared!! Y'all know I love a man that can cook!”

“Food be good, don't it?!” Zora asks, the smile on her face is too bright.

“Girl, if you see me gain a lil weight, don't say nothing! And if you see him gain a lil weight, you heard me the first time,” she snorts, “cause he's just as fed. Baby got an appetite the size of Texas.”

“You did tell ‘em you loved a man who could eat.” Neoma points out, making her blush.

“And eat, he does.”

“Dominique!” Lovita yells, her jaw dropping.

“What??! He does eat a lot! Sometimes, it's me– hell, most times, it's me.” She covers her own mouth, high-fiving Zora with her free hand.

“I knew it,” she laughs, pointing between Neoma and Lovita, “you two owe me money because what did I say??”

“Y'all bet on me?!”

“No, they bet on you. I knew you'd have him that boy in the palm of your hand before the end of the year and they bet on it taking a little longer.”

“What, y'all ain't think I still had it in me?” She asks in faux outrage.

“Girl, you been celibate for like a year or so, I ain't think he was really gon affect you like that. But, I shoulda known after that phone call I heard.”

“What call??”

“Man, Nique was on the phone with this man, talkin’ his ear off about her job and Ron big stupid ass had done something else that she had to undo, and Darnell was telling her about how he was gon come up there and stomp a hole in his ass if he didn't get it together, cause she was way too important to be doing favors for the incompetent. Nique got to giggling, and I knew it was over. I ain't never heard her sound like that.” She finishes, blinking dryly.

“Yeah, I had nothing better to do, obviously. It was a very funny conversation.” She adds.

“Ne, you've always been so nosy. Maybe you and Nique are related.” Lovita jabs, making Zora laugh.

“Anyway, Nique please record the fight when it happens ‘cause Ron been needed an ass whoopin’. But seriously, you two are adorable! I knew it was coming once he called you his baby. I'm so happy for you.”

“Thank you! I'm so happy for me, too!” She laughs, fanning her red face.

“Neoma, you sharin’ next?”

She smirks. “Craig is a dork, for real. He's so funny, so smart. So stubborn, Jesus. So fine,” she sighs. “He drives me insane, but boy do I love it.”

“Always the one for challenges, lord.” She shakes her head. “But, as long as everything is going good, I love it for you.”

“Thanks, sis. We're not a couple yet, but we're getting closer.”

“Take your time, girl. If it's meant to be, it'll happen.” She assures her older sister.

Their hands join in the middle of the table for a sweet squeeze, before everybody's eyes dart over to Lovita, who's yet to share.

“Do I have to??” She asks.

“Yeah, what the fuck?”

“Okay, okay! But y'all cannot judge me.”

“Girl, what did you do?”

“Remember that night y'all slept over after the game day we had?” She asks, watching them nod in response.

“Well..”

Smirks decorate their faces as she gets ready to spill what they'd already seen coming.

“Clyde and I had sex, that night and I swear I've been in love with that man ever since.” She sighs.

“In love?” Neoma repeats.

“Yes. In love. I love him.” She spells it out for her younger sister, while she slowly blinks back at her.

“Girl, I know that feeling. That's how I felt the morning after me and Leon had sex.” Zora says, shaking her head. “I was done for.”

“Really? I felt like I was going crazy, at first. Like I woke up a little before he did and just kinda stared at him like, “you have fucked up, cause now I love you.” It was wild!”

“Literally such a wild feeling, I agree.”

“Wow, y'all makin’ me miss my man.” Nique snorts, internally giddy as hell that she gets to call him that.

“Aw, her man.” Neoma coos.

“Stop it,” she laughs.

“But, ‘vita,” Nique starts, “we would never judge you for how you feel. Sex is such an intimate experience, I'd be afraid if you didn't feel more than you already had about him.”

“Yeah, I know.” She sighs, “I know.”

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing,” she smiles, picturing his face in her head. “Nothing’s wrong. He's perfect. Realistically, of course.”

“Yeah?” Zora asks, beaming for her sister.

“I can't stress it enough. He's sweet, funny, well-rounded.. he's a hard worker, might be a lil rough around the edges, but so am I. We don't clash at all, it's always so refreshing to be around him. And my goodness, that man is so damn fine.”

“He is very handsome. I believe we all lucked out like I said we were gonna! Sounds like I'm owed some thank you’s.”

“Zora, do not ruin this sweet ass moment.”

She rolls her eyes and grabs the champagne flute from the table and tipping it toward her lips for a sip.

“Wait. What kinda gifts did y'all get each other??”

“Oh, he wrote me a poem and I painted him.”

Their eyes widened.

“What??”

“Aw, you painted Leon!?”

“You painted?!”

She smiles wide at their reactions, shaking away the urge to burst into tears.

“Y-yeah, I painted. It's been a few months since I've painted, but really, it's been so long since I've actually been motivated to do so. Y'all know that relationship of mine just drained the life out of me and everything I loved to do just vanished. And, I'm finding the purpose for it again. In something and someone else. Y'all should've seen his face when he unwrapped it,” she smiles like he's right in front of her, “it was priceless.”

“Wow, I'm so proud of you, Zora.”

“Aw, thanks,” she frowns, wiping the lone tear that fell.

“Oh, don't start crying. We’ll be here all night!”

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Having a few more days of freedom, Zora and Leon get back together for another sip and paint, with another spin to it.

Nique had given her the idea to make Leon the subject for Zora to paint. And of course, this sounded like some fun and some trouble. Well worth both, she already knew.

“Okay, so you're actually my model, today.” She says, taking in his raised brow.

“Really? That's cool! You need me to pose?” He asks, beginning to flex his muscles and make her laugh.

“Yeah, actually! Hold on,” she stands up from the couch and heads towards her dining area for a chair, pulling towards the middle of the floor.

“Okay, come sit.” She says, patting the chair.

He strides across the floor in a show for her, which she appreciates, more giggles leaving her and he kisses her forehead before sitting down.

“The cutest man, ever.”

“I know,” he replies.

Sauntering into the kitchen for a stool, she pulls hers up to her easel and sits, looking to her left to make sure she's got all the supplies she'll need.

Peeking out behind the canvas, she eyes him but keeps the request on the tip of her tongue.

“What you keepin’ from me?” He asks, eyeing her suspiciously.

“Uh… don't think I'm crazy..”

“Who's sane?”

“Leon,” she says, sighing to herself.

“Zora, come on. What is it? You want me to pose like The Thinker? Huh? Something more interesting, perhaps?”

“Yeah, way more interesting.”

“Okay, throw it at me, baby.”

Pulling her head back behind the easel, she swirls her paintbrush in the clear water, letting the request fall from her lips.

“Strip.”

A few moments go by with nothing but silence, and just as she's about to poke her head back out, she catches sight of his shirt being flung over her head.

Pants next.

“These too?” He asks, making her peek back out, staring at the hand that's hooked in his briefs. She deeply sighs and shakes her head.

“You can keep those on.. for now.”

Enjoyyy!

Ch 15

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7, 11, 16, and 21 for my beloved 4D

Bless. You. For this. Sleepy.

This will be long but I don't care. 4D needed full attention. Thank you for being so patient with me and please enjoy three short fics of 4D goodness.

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“For the next hour, I’m yours.”

GeorgeHD’s eyebrow rose with an inquisitive look. He stared at his boyfriend, Sapnap4K, lounging over his lap.

It had been a day of dark clouded thoughts for GeorgeHD, which drew him to the Nether and into 4K’s arms. The two lounged on the bed and once they had spoken and cleared that it was just a minor off day for HD, 4K came out with that.

“I had thought our relationship meant you were already mine.” HD said.

“Yes, of course.” 4K nodded and turned himself on his side. “Buuuut… With this offer I’ll be yours to do anything for an hour.”

That seemed to hook HD interest, since his inquisitive look shot up to a surprised but delightful smile. “Anything?” He asked.

“Anything…” 4K offered and waggled his eyebrows, which made HD snort with a cute laugh.

The promise of anything filled HD’s head with many possibilities. And for an hour? Not wanting to waste any time HD got to work. With a smile, he tapped on 4K’s shoulder and lead him to sit up. HD himself shuffled up to lean back on the headboard and pulled 4K in for a kiss which the Nether God gladly gave.

The kiss deepened and 4K’s arms wrapped around HD’s waist to draw him in closer. Before 4K’s hands could wander any further, HD tapped on 4K’s shoulder and pulled back. The Nether God gave a dopey lovestruck smile, and HD made his first demand.

“I want your rib.”

It was delicious watching the kiss fuzz haze from 4K’s eyes suddenly clear up and blink away while his mind processed the words.

“Wh…Wh-Whahat?” 4K’s mouth fumbled the word as a nervous smile pulled at his lips.

“I want your rib.” HD repeated. “I want the rib.”

“N-Now th-ahat’s…”

HD smiled an evil smile they couldn’t help. 4K was pretty open about his love of tickling, in all forms. As much as he loved to dish out the tickling, he loved just as much getting it back and receiving the just revenge. But that’s only because people didn’t know the spot that drove him mad. The one spot that made him cry out in hysterics and fight to get away while his body would usually be so open and inviting for tickles. No-one knew that spot. Except for HD.

“You said anything.” HD reminded him. “So I’m cashing in that anything.”

“Well… Well I thought you’d want kisses! I can give you those…”

“You give me those all the time.” HD wrapped his arms around 4K’s neck, and watched the fight melt out of him with 4K’s sigh. “I want your rib. I want that one spot no-one else knows about.” HD couldn’t help taunt his love. “And you’re going to give it to me.”

4K was going to give it because 4K was kind and sweet and he loved HD more than any words could do justice; so when HD asked for the rib, he gave it.

Their position was changed now to 4K laying on the bed. He shrugged off his coat but puppy dog eyed his way to get HD keep his top on. That was fine with HD. However, when it came to keeping his arms up, 4K was having trouble. Whenever he’d so gently raise his arms up, they’d snap back down to his sides with a giggle.

“4Kaaaay~” HD sweetly sang from 4K’s side. One of his fingers played with the fringe of 4K’s hair and twirled around it ever so slightly. “I can’t get your rib if your arms keep blocking me.”

“I-ihi’m tryihihing!” 4K giggled and to his credit he really was. His arms tried to raise, only now his hands were protecting around his ribs, making his elbows awkwardly raise up instead. “Ihihit’s hahahahard!”

“I’ll help you.”

The white helper hands appeared on cue, softly lacing their fingers through 4K’s hands and effortlessly pulled his arms up over his head.

“Wahahait wahahait wahahait!” 4K giggled and wriggled out the squirming feeling brewing in his stomach.

HD positioned himself over 4K’s waist, straddling over him and leaning down. His smile was both parts taunting and kind. He brushed his fingers against 4K’s cheek while softly asking, “Is this okay?”

4K’s face was red and giggly but he nodded slowly.

“You can stop this at any time.” HD reminded him. “Whenever you want.”

“I know…” 4K purred and leaned into HD’s hand. Like a cat he rubbed his cheek against HD’s fingers and he whined when it was taken back.

“Now.” Softness dropped from HD’s voice and a teasy tone took it’s place. “Where is that rib?”

“N-Nohoho…” 4K shook his head as the giggles bubbled out of him. “You-You knohohow!”

“Do I?” HD sat back on 4K’s stomach. He hummed thoughtfully and tapped his chin. “Well I don’t remember.”

“Nohoho…”

“I’ll have to find it again.”

He latched onto the ribs just under 4K’s armpits and squeezed. 4K’s hips bucked and his legs kicked up while he threw his head back in a laugh. It was just the first two ribs getting tweaked and squeezed, until HD pulled back slightly and started running his knuckles up and down 4K’s higher ribs.

“NAAAHAahahaha! F-FuHUuhHUHUhuck! N-N-” 4K yelped and wriggled from side to side as much as his bindings would allow. His hands held tightly to the white helper hands in his. His body was acting on his own with the shocks of tickling energy coursing through him, but he wasn’t pulling his arms down.

“Hmmm, it’s not here clearly.” HD hummed over 4K’s laughter. “Oh where is it?”

“Shuhuhut-AAAHAHAHAHA! Shut-Shuhuht uhuhuhup!”

“You really want to start being mean to me now?” HD stopped the tickling then. “Right now?”

“N-Nohoho! Wa-Wait! Wait! I’m sohorry.” 4K babbled his pleas but he knew it was too late. HD got that evil look in his eye which meant only one thing was coming. “Oh n-nohoho…”

“Oh! I think I remember where your rib is!”

“Noohohoho! No no no y-yohou dohohon’t!”

“It’s right here!”

HD raised his hand, forming it into a claw shape before striking it down onto that rib. The very bottom rib on 4K’s right side. HD hand started vibrating, and 4K screamed.

It was a silent scream at first. 4K’s mouth opened and eyes squeezed shut as he arched his back as much as it would go. Laughter suddenly poured out of him mixed with his hysteric pleas and nonsensical babbling.

“HEHEHEHEHEDEHEHEHEHEHEEEE! PLEASE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! NOT-NOHOHOT SOHOHOHO ROHOHOUGH! AAAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! PL-PLEHEHEHEHEASE MEHEHEHERCIHIHIHIY!”

HD pulled back and stopped, though he knew 4K was fine. If the Nether God really wanted it to stop he would have safeworded, or given his safeword for things to slow down. His pleading now was just to let out that frazzled energy coursing through his body.

4K panted with his arms stretched above his head. His face was red and sweaty, with parts of his hair sticking to his skin. His hands that had been holding so tightly onto the ephemeral hands holding him down were now limp and open.

“What will you ever do if anyone finds this rib?” HD chuckled above, and grinned when he watched 4K’s blush travel down his neck and over his chest and shoulders. He wiggled slightly and tried to bury his face into his arm, only managing to hide half of it.

“S-Stohohop…”

“The most feared tickle monster of the server, left a babbling mess by one little rib.” HD shuffled down to lean his chin over 4K’s chest. He couldn’t help but smile and giggle whenever 4K would peek out at him and then shut his eye again. “And it’s not even a well hidden rib! It’s not like one of the middle ones, it’s right at the end. So easy to find.”

“Nohohoho…”

HD chest warmed. Of course they’d never reveal the rib to anyone else. Seeing 4K so flustered was a rarity. Usually he was annoyingly open about his love for being tickled. He would use that to taunt his ler, always making them blush more than he was. But not with this rib. With this rib he was just as helpless and frazzled as he made his lees. It was a rare treat HD was absolutely going to horde for themselves.

“Hmm…” HD thought aloud. “How is that one little rib gonna be able to handle a nibbling?”

He could feel 4K freeze under him. Every nerve in 4K’s body tensed and he looked to HD. “Yohou-You wouldn’t…”

“Oh I wouldn’t?”

He pushed himself to sit up again and shuffled himself down. This time when HD leaned down, his head was at level with 4K’s rib. With that rib.

“W-Wait!” 4K gasped and wiggled his hips as some attempt to knock HD off. “Just-Just hold ohon…”

“You know the word to make me hold on.” HD cast their eyes down to the rib, just patiently waiting right under his lips. “You better say iiiit~”

HD gave time to wait for the response, though every cell in his body was wanting to chomp down on the rib right below him. His ears twitched to the little whines 4K gave, but the word to stop ever came. He pressed himself further into his arm, and bit his lip. HD took that as a sign to continue.

While the urge to nibble the rib was strong, HD was swept up in a surge of affection too. He didn’t want to be too mean right away. Instead of nibbling, HD pushed forward and pressed a soft kiss onto the rib.

4K’s skin jumped under HD’s lips and the Nether God fell into a flurry of giggles. He was already weak to tickly kisses, but over the rib it sent sparks all over his skin and he wiggled from side to side.

“Oh dear oh dear.” HD purred. “You’re already so sensitive there.”

“I-I knohohohow…” 4K giggled into his arm.

HD grinned. “You are screwed if this rib gets nibbled.”

“I knohohohow!” 4K yelped in a mix of frustration and excitement.

“How so unfortunate for you.” HD mocked sympathy but he couldn’t pull the grin off his face. “Are you ready?”

Another whine from 4K and his breathing quickened. He pushed his head back to the bed, uncontrollable giggles leaving him even though the rib was untouched. He gripped tight to the hands holding his and nodded. “Jus-Juhust doho i-it…”

Well, how could HD refuse such an offer? Trying to hold back his taunting giggles, but failing to do so, HD bared his fangs and pressed forward, nibbling onto the sensitive little rib.

The response was expected yet also still caught HD off guard. It skipped past the silent reaction to 4K screaming with laughter. He arched his back as much as it would go. He managed to pull enough strength up from his legs to kick and jostle HD enough that he was flung off. Even when the fangs weren’t on him any more he was still screaming.

“NOVA! NOHOHOVAHAHAHAH! STOHOHOHOP PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“I’ve stopped! I’ve stohohopped!” HD couldn’t help but giggle as he pushed himself to sit up. 4K strength was unexpected, throwing him further than he thought. Of course the bed was wide enough that he wasn’t hurt.

The hands laced in with 4K’s disappeared as well and when 4K noticed it he immediately pulled down his arms to cover his ribs, turning and curling on his side.

“Ohoho…m-man…” 4K still panted with his words. His hair had burst out of it’s ties with his struggling, flaring out all over the bed behind him and enfolding over him. He had immediately rubbed furiously over his rib. “Th-thahat was…f-fuck. I’ve n-never been ti-t…t-tickled like that before.”

HD tried his best to hide his proud smile and shuffled closer. He could gloat later about being the only one to drive 4K mad with tickles, right now he needed to be comforting. He moved himself up by the blackstone headboard of the bed to lean back on.

Despite the tickling to an inch of his life, 4K easily moved his head over to HD’s offered lap. Even with the ghostly tickles almost gone from his skin, he still felt giggly. He smiled sweetly as his cheeks were glowing a soft blush.

“Are you up for more tickles?” HD asked in a whisper.

Even the word made the Nether God giggle, and his legs had to fight against himself in wanting to curl up. “F-For soft tickles…”

“Soft tickles, of course.” HD nodded. “Can I tickle your tummy?”

It was a safe, comfort spot that didn’t dive 4K wild. It was comforting for HD as well. 4K’s stomach was addicting to tickle. He didn’t have defined muscles and his wispy hairs trailing down from his chest were soft to the touch. HD just touched his nail to the skin and 4K was giggling. When he got to give soft scritches, 4K was purring.

It was like sweet melodic music listening to 4K giggle and purr until his purring grew quiet and his giggling turned into light snores. 4K was out like a light and he looked far too peaceful to leave alone. While careful not to wake him up, HD shuffled out from under 4K’s head and lay beside him. He coaxed the Nether God to to turn over on his front, his head finding HD’s chest easily. 4K’s arms curled around HD’s body, settling himself in comfortably to the comfortable pillow of HD’s chest.

The dark thoughts that plagued HD’s mind were forgotten, and he followed after 4k, settling into a deep peaceful sleep with a comforting weight on his chest.

---

“I can feel you staring…”

Sapnap4K blinked himself out of his almost trance. He was lain on his front, with his arms folded under his chin, on a massive bed with far too many pillows and silk blankets. A thick bed cover was half kicked off himself and lain neatly over GeorgeHD.

The covers only came up to the bottom of GeorgeHD’s chest. He lay on his back, eyes softly closed like he was the perfect picture of sleep, but his voice was alert without a hint of tiredness.

4K felt his cheeks flush from being caught, but then an easy smile came to him and he chuckled. “I was staring. I was...admiring.”

“You’ve been admiring for an hour.” HD spoke again and slightly shuffled. He stretched himself out, with his left arm up over his head until a satisfied sigh escaped him and he settled again. His left arm still over his head. “It’s not going anywhere.”

“I know…” 4K smiled wider with a giddy giggle in his throat. “It’s just...I like seeing it.”

HD’s right ear just peaked out from his locks of hair. At the top of the shell of his ear, just before it met to a point, a fire coloured earring sat perfectly in place, as it had been for the past four hours since 4K pierced it in.

Jewellery was a staple into daemon culture. It was a declaration to be shown off or an impressive feat to boast about; and the most personal effects were piercings. Pieces of jewellery forever part of a daemon’s skin.

There were two earrings on 4K’s left ear. One a bright red and yellow colour and the other a teal green; a piercing each for his brothers who were always in his heart. But his right ear had been bare until HD suggested otherwise.

4K’s heart could have jumped out of his chest when he saw HD with the jewels. Two small rectangular earrings the same shape as the ones for his brothers. One a dark blue with white speckles over it like a night sky, and the other a warm fire.

It was tradition, when the piercing was to represent a person, that it should be pierced into the daemon’s skin by that person. 4K had pierced both his brother’s ears as they had pierced his. But to ask something so personal from HD was a huge commitment, one he’d never put onto the Overworld God. But then HD had been the one to suggest it. Even after 4K explained what that would mean for his culture, HD still carefully lined up the night sky earring at the top of 4K’s ear, and pierced it in. 4K was marked forever by HD, and then 4K was allowed to do the same.

The fire jewel sat perfectly against HD’s pale skin. It was like a secret, nestled in among his starry hair. The same stars on my earring.

A deep blush spread from 4K’s face to his neck. It felt like it reached his heart, beating so fast in his chest. He unfolded one of his arms out from under him and reached out to the earring. His nail tapped onto the jewel, giddily smiling as the jewel flickered and danced in the light.

“Stohop!” HD giggled. He hunched his shoulders to rub at his ear, which moved his hair to cover over it. But just before the ear was hidden out of sight, 4K saw it.

It twitched. The pointed tip of HD’s ear gave a little flicker before hiding away in the starry hair. It was cute. Unbelievably cute, and 4K wasn’t letting it hide away.

“No no no…” 4K purred. “I gotta make sure the piercing is alright.”

“It’s fihihine! You knohow it ihihis!” HD’s shoulders hunched again. “Stohohohop!”

He shuffled and shrugged his shoulders but didn’t actually try to move away. His ears were utterly defenceless to 4K’s wiggling fingers. He tucked some of HD’s hair behind his ear, watching it flicker again and twitch, even without touching it.

“I never knew your ears were so cute, Starlight.” 4K cooed. His nail touched over the piercing again, softly moving it back and forward and watching the ear flick with it.

“Y-You sahaid you wehere chehecking my piercing…” HD snorted.

“I am! I can still comment how cute your ears are while making sure your piercing is fine.”

4K traced his nail down the shell of HD’s ear. He tickled behind his ear lobe and traced back up, this time having to keep track of the ear flicking. Unable to keep in his affection, 4K leaned in and pressed a kiss right on the ear.

“NAaahahAHAHA! S-StoHOhohOHOP!” HD started trying to get away then. They tried to curl up and roll away, if even they couldn’t get far with 4K’s arms around them.

The Nether God pulled HD into his chest, pressing kiss after kiss to the wiggly ear. HD’s sweet giggles reached up to squeaks and squealing the longer the kisses lasted. 4K could feel the ear twitch against his lips, trying to escape, which just made him want to kiss it more and more.

“LeheHEHEave mihiy ehears alohohohone!”

“You have hidden these perfectly tickly ears from me for so long. This cannot stand.”

“Ihihihi’ve nohohot yoHOHOohou I-ihihidihihiohot!”

HD’s laughter became breathy and soft, which 4K took as a sign to stop. He gave a last kiss to the tip of HD’s ear, and then another on HD’s neck before he let him go. HD shuffled away but only slightly. He was still in 4K’s arms, and he happily sighed and shuffled back into 4K’s chest.

“Had yohour fun?” HD asked. The leftover giggles from his tickling still mingled in their words.

“I was just making sure your piercing was sitting in right.” 4K defended himself, but his loopy smile betrayed him.

“Uh huh…” HD’s head rolled over to 4K’s shoulder and he peeked one eye open. “And what will be your next excuse to tickle me?”

4K’s smile widened, his cheeks burning again and he gave a loose shrug. “I’ll think of something.”

HD snorted out a laugh before turning over and wrapping his arms around 4K’s neck. He pulled himself in closer, resting comfortably under 4K’s chin. His hand under 4K’s neck stretched up and his fingers found 4K’s ear, and finally his earring. He hummed happily into 4K’s neck while his finger lightly fiddled with the jewel.

His fingers tickled over 4K’s ear, but it was a soft tickle. Comforting and warm. 4K purred to the feeling and settled in, falling into a soft sleep with his love in his arms.

---

No-one dared to venture into GeorgeHD’s domain in the Godly Realm. Very few could even find it and even less would actually want to visit him. That left a lot of time for HD to sleep, probably more than he should have.

Sometimes he’d lay in a “between sleep” as he called it. A light doze where he was somewhat aware of his surroundings but not all there. It wasn’t a good state to be in, HD would admit. He disliked not knowing if he was truly awake or asleep and his time between sleep felt more like a dream than reality.

HD kept his mind occupied in the between sleeps as he was right now. He was turned over on his front with his arms folded under his head. There were a few pillows ahead of him and HD was trying to count all the colours in his head. It was doing well to bring him out of his daze but also lulling him enough to fall back asleep.

That should have been what happened until HD’s ear twitched to the sound of footsteps approaching. They were loud, obnoxious, and the voice that followed matched.

“Are you still asleep? Man you must have been out for…what? A month?”

HD stopped the groan bubbling in their throat and kept still. He was not in the mental state to deal with 4K’s energy. Instead he kept his head buried into his pillow, eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. While he did feel bad for ignoring the Nether God, HD promised himself he’d make it up to him sometime.

“Pretending to sleep, huh?”

HD’s eyebrow twitched with his annoyance but he controlled himself. 4K was bluffing. He’d think HD was still asleep and leave, or maybe he’d nap beside him. Either way HD would be left in peace.

“That’s fine.” 4K voice was dismissive, but HD’s hope he would leave was short lived. Instead he felt the God sit down in one quick movement, close by HD’s leg.

The blankets around HD’s leg were lifted, and the cool air hit HD’s skin. His leg twitched just ever so slightly but he could easily pass that off as something in his sleep. But it was harder to stop the urge to pull back his leg when 4K grabbed it.

The Nether God lifted HD’s leg just ever so slightly then placed it down over his lap. HD controlled the urge to curl in his toes but it was harder to keep still when 4K placed his nails onto HD’s soles and raked them up and down.

HD bit his arm to stop his laugh, but it didn’t stop the twitch in his shoulders. He could just about keep himself still enough that he could still be asleep. But 4K wasn’t buying it.

“You can stop pretending to be a asleep at any time.” 4K offered. “But until then, I get to play with your little foot here.”

HD couldn’t hold back the small snort. He managed to play it off into a breathy chuckle and he tried to twitch his foot away, but if he moved just a bit off, 4K pulled him back.

“Don’t like my nails, huh? What about this?”

4K’s tickling stopped and HD had to carefully let out his shaky breath. His skin jumped at the slightest breeze and he wanted nothing more than to turn over and roll out of 4K’s reach but he was determined. It no longer became about convincing 4K he was asleep, it was now a war of who could last the longest.

The time 4K took allowed HD to calm their nerves. They got their breathing under control and thought they were ready for 4K’s next attack, but they were sorely mistaken.

It was a soft flutter along HD’s sole; starting from his heel and up to his toes. HD yipped, unprepared for the feeling. He was so sure it was a feather running along his foot, but he didn’t have time to think when his toes were attacked by the fluttered back and forth and HD fell into laughter.

“Stohohop! Stohop!”

“Oh! Awake now are you!”

“Ihihi wahahas t-trihihiying tohoho sleeeeehehehep!” HD half turned himself, looking over his shoulder. “Wh-Whahat…?!”

HD thought 4K somehow got himself a feather, but it felt too wispy for a regular feather. It turns out HD suspicion was right. It was 4K’s tail, happily flicking it’s fluffed tip back and forth over HD’s soles which were still held down.

“Gehet ohohohoff!” HD kicked his foot out of 4K’s hand and rolled away.

“You’re on mehe!” 4K giggled but he pulled his tail and hands away. “Stopped pretending to be asleep.”

“I was asleep!” HD snapped back, though he couldn’t help smiling still. His foot itched in a tickly way and he tried to chase the feeling away by rubbing it on the blankets. “I was… I was trying to. How did you know anyway?”

“Your realm, you idiot.” 4K chuckled. “When you’re asleep your cheeks and realm turn into a night sky. It was orange when I got here.”

HD felt his cheeks heat and the coloured stripes swirl a red of embarrassment. He felt stupid to forget and it didn’t help the realm started matching the colour of his cheeks. He gave a kick into 4K’s side as the Nether God started laughing.

“Shut it!” HD hissed, but his fight went out of him when 4K grabbed around his ankle and pulled him in. “NONO! WahaHAIT!”

HD curled himself up, with his arms by his chest, already in a defensive mode, but 4K’s hands never came down with wiggling fingers. Instead he fell down over HD’s body. His large coat wrapped around the two like a sort of blanket while he laid over HD. The smaller God squeaked when his arms came around him, only calming when he felt 4K’s chest rumble with his purr.

“So where you trying to sleep?” 4K’s voice rumbled by HD’s ear. “Or just avoiding me?”

“I wasn’t avoiding you.” HD quickly mended but he felt bad. He was technically trying to ignore 4K but it wasn’t from anything 4K had done. “I had just woken up…”

4K hummed and HD worried he had really upset the Nether God but 4K pressed a kiss to the top of HD’s head. “Do you wanna sleep now?”

“No…” HD shook his head. “I don’t mind talking…if-if you want to talk about anything.”

And 4K did talk. It was mundane talk about his day in the Nether, but it was just the right thing HD’s mind needed to settle. They moved position, laying on their sides and facing one another. 4K had his arms wrapped around HD while the smaller God was playing with some loose strands of 4K’s hair. It was peaceful. And it was perfect.

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4K perhaps had a problem realising how much was ‘too much’. In his head, 2 full 64 stacks of buckets of snow didn’t seem a lot. When he loaded the dispensers full of the buckets he didn’t think it would be too much. When the pressure place was activated and George’s cottage was absolutely packed with snow, he then realised how much was too much.

“What in the HELLS were you thinking!”

HD stood at the doorway of George’s cottage. Snow reached up to his hips which he struggled to kick through and get out. 4K stood just a bit away, sheepishly smiling as he realised his mistake.

It was just a harmless prank 4K had for George. A couple weeks ago George and Sapnap were scouting an area that was going to be used for a challenge between them and Dream. Sapnap4K followed out of curiosity. As usual the snow around 4K melted before he even touched it. When George noticed it somehow became the most interesting and funniest thing to him. He teased 4K over it, tossing snowballs at the Nether God and watching them melt before it even touched him.

4K just had the idea to give George so much snow if he was so fascinated by it. He just didn’t realise how much snow it all was. He was proud he’d managed to get so much in the buckets considering his predicament with heat. Once the prank was set up, 4K watched from afar but panicked when he saw HD go to the cottage instead. He didn’t make it in time to stop him entering and the snow exploded into the cottage.

“You! Have! Explaining! To do!” HD kicked out the snow and out of the cottage. He shook the snow off his legs and feet as much as he could as he stomped towards 4K.

“Now-Now! HD! L-Listen!” 4K raised his hands and took a few steps back. “It was j-just a prank, HD!”

“A prank?!” HD near screeched.

“I…may…have used a bit too much snow…” 4K’s eyes were darting around, trying to look for a way out. “But-But you set it off! So George didn’t get pranked!”

“No, but now his house is overrun with snow!” HD stopped a few feet away. “You better fix this!”

“Well…” 4K’s shoulders rolled with a half shrug. “I kind of can’t…”

“You’re gonna!” HD said, unmoving.

“But-But if I go near snow it’ll melt.” 4K signalled towards the cottage. “That’ll make it into water!”

“That’s a you problem.”

HD took a step forward again and 4K felt the pressure on his shoulders. The white helper hands of HD appeared by his side, all slowly approaching 4K.

“W-Wahait…” 4K took a step back. “Juhust wait aha minute HeheDehe…”

“You’re going to fix this.” With HD’s voice the hands moved closer and 4K panicked.

He tried to run but 4K didn’t even make it to a full turn before the hands were on him. They swarmed his limbs, dragging him down and holding him still while HD approached.

“HeheD! Plehease! Just w-wait a minute!”

“If the next words out of your mouth aren’t ‘I’m going to fix this’, then I don’t want to hear it.” HD said while he settled himself nicely right beside 4K. “And you’ve got very limited time to say it before you start screaming.”

Apparently to HD, limited time meant mere seconds. 4K tried to open his mouth and plead again, but his words were lost and instead sudden thunderous laughter took it’s place. The hands holding him down began tickling all at once. His armpits were drilled into, his sides squeezed and his thighs kneaded. 4K tried to struggle as much as he could, but the hands still holding him down were strong, and even the ones tickling him could still drive him insane and keep him down.

4K’s nerves were alight with ticklish electricity coursing through him. It was a perfect blissful torture. Allowing his head to be thrown back and laugh as hard as he could.

The tickling stopped only after a minute, though the ghostly tingles still lingered, giggling out of 4K’s lips.

“Ready to fix it?”

4K took a moment to gather his breath and blink through the tears. “N-Nooo…”

The hands started moving again, this time more than before. His tummy was attacked this time. One of the helper hands made a claw shape and settled in the centre of 4K’s tummy before it began vibrating. 4K wheezed and tried to turn himself over on his side but all he could really do was shake his hips side to side. HD quickly helped with that as he had two of his helper hands knead and drill their thumbs into his hip bones.

The edges of 4K’s vision faded. He couldn’t feel the grass under him or the wind blowing on his face. All he could feel were the tickling hands swarming his body.

Eventually the tickling stopped again, but it took longer for 4K to realise it this time. HD said nothing, just waiting for the taller God to calm down and catch his breath. Even when he had stopped laughing and was still catching his breath, 4K would still giggle every time. Even the hands just holding him down tickled. His skin felt overly sensitive and crying out for more. 4K wondered if he got HD so annoyed would the God just keep tickling him? Would he have the hands slip under 4K’s top to tickle right at his skin? Or maybe even pull off his boots and tickle his feet?

4K giggled just from the thought of it and his tail flicked ever so slightly behind him.

“Going to fix it?” HD asked again.

4K shook his head in response first before he half giggled out a “N-Noho.”

HD sighed through his nose and 4K prepared himself for the hands to move again. He closed his eyes, his body tensing up automatically in anticipation. But a few seconds had passed with nothing. Not even a twitch from the hands holding him down.

4K opened his eyes to see HD smiling down at him. A smile that was more taunting than serene.

“W-Wha…?” 4K started to ask, trying not to sound disappointed.

“Did you really think I was going to keep tickling you? When that’s obviously what you want?” HD huffed, like he’d been offended. “Really 4K? Do you think I’m so naive?”

“Wh-what do you mehean?” 4K tried to act innocent, though even he knew the jig was up.

“You really think I’d give you tickling as a punishment? When you are the most known tickle fiend ever? Did you think I was so careless?” HD shuffled himself up to sit by 4K’s head more. Gone was his anger from before and now there was only a calm, smug aura.

“Thehen why did you tickle me first?” 4K asked.

“Becuase I knew what you’d want.” HD leaned in, with an evil smile and soft eyes. One of his hands came to 4K’s cheek, caressing it so gently. “I knew you’d be in absolute bliss with those tickles that you’d want more. You’d beg for more. You’re even squirming for them now.”

4K’s cheeks blushed as he realised he had been caught. His sides, hips and arms were trying to move and provoke the hands holding him down to move and tickle him like he wanted. He stopped when he was called out, his blush burning on his face while HD just smiled down at him.

“I knew you’d never fix it if the punishment was tickling. Of course you wouldn’t. But if I gave you just a little taste of what you wanted and took it away, you’d do anything to get it again.”

“I-I…p-please. Please tickle me again!” Pride was not really an issue or concern with 4K but even he felt a flush of embarrassment being reduced to begging.

HD only smiled in response. Not taunting exactly but a look that said he had won. He had gotten 4K right where he wanted him. “Well if you want tickles again you better fix that mess you made.”

The stubborn part of 4K fought with his lee side, but it was hardly a battle. 4K bit his lips, whining out as a last protest of being caught before he nodded. “Fine. I will! I’ll fix it. Then afterwards…tickle me again?”

He was answered with a soft kiss on his lips and the helper hands disappeared from his body. 4K immediately sprang up and raced back to George’s house, with only one thought on his mind to drive him forward.

As 4K had assumed, cleaning up the prank was more of a hassle than setting it. The snow was already starting to melt by the time 4K got to the cottage and when he got close to it, it only melted faster. It was an absolute pain to clean up but eventually 4K did it. He got rid of the snow and dried any places he needed to before he quickly zipped back to HD’s side.

The Overworld God had said he’d meet 4K at his domain in the clouds and that’s where 4K found him. HD lounged back on his palace of cloudy pillows, with a lazy smile on his face as he awaited for 4K to arrive.

He already couldn’t control the wag in his tail or the thumping of his heart. “I-I fixed it! George’s cottage is fine again.”

“Yes you did.” HD nodded slowly.

4K had already thrown off his jacket and kicked off his boots before he climbed onto the bed. “Everything’s all back to normal. I did what you asked.”

“You did.” HD agreed as he opened his arms. 4K crawled in immediately. Leaning his chin over HD’s chest and looking up to him with his best puppy dog eyes.

“So-So can I be tickled again? Please?”

HD didn’t respond, but the hands materialised out of thin air again and all at once descended onto 4K’s body.

4K shrieked in absolute bliss.

#dsmp tickle #lee!georgehd #lee!sapnap4k #ler!georgehd #ler!sapnap4k #sleepy anon #covenofwords

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m1dn1ght-hag · 2 years

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hey!! can I request the brothers reactions if mc is usually not self-confident but one day is trying on something and says something like “i look so cute” or “I love the way I look” ? just rlly wholesome and positive lol, remember to hydrate and eat something!! <33

☽ starring | Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon x gn reader

☽ pronouns used | they/them

☽ genre | fluff

☽ summary | usual self conscious mc feels confident in the way they look

☽ CW | none

☽ note | Yehahahaha we love wholesome positivity 😩💪 also thank you for the reminder, i havent drank water in like an hour, i’ve been playing skyrim— totally not an excuse for my poor memory 👯‍♀️

☽ — Lucifer

"I," Mc turned around in the mirror admiring the way the outfit they wore fit their body perfectly, a broad smile making it's way onto their face, "I love the way I look."

They teared up, feeling a little emotional over finally feeling happy with how they look. Cupping a hand over their mouth to hide their wide grin, and the sob that threatened to leave their throat.

Without further hesitation Mc dashed out of their room and towards Lucifer's office, wanting to show him their outfit, hoping he'd enjoy it just as much as they are.

"Lucifer!" They called as they joyously burst through his door and ran down the stairs into his office, "Lucifer, look!"

The exhausted demon jumped at the sudden noise, coming back to his senses after completely immersing himself in his work for the past few hours or so. He blinked a few times, regaining his compose before meeting Mc's eyes.

"What is it, my dear?" He asked coolly, giving them a tired smile.

"Look at how nice my outfit looks!" They did a 360 to show off the full outfit, "I love it!"

Lucifer's eyes scanned their body and a blush slowly crept along his cheeks. "The outfit was indeed nice," he thought, taking in how happy they seemed to be before he spoke, "it suits you perfectly, dearest."

"Thank you," Mc beamed.

Lucifer rolled his shoulder, popping the stiff joints from hours of not moving. “Perhaps I should take a break and treat you to a nice dinner, hmm?"

☽ — Mammon

"Mams! Mams!" Mc called before bursting through the Mammon's door, startling him.

The demon jumped and fell out of his bed, yelping when his butt hit the floor. "Woah, human! What's the big idea?"

"Look!" Mc motioned to their outfit gleefully, waiting to see Mammon's reaction, "look at how nice my outfit looks!"

The demons eyes scanned over their outfit before his face lit aflame, a deep blush crawling up along his cheeks and ears. He turned away, trying to hide his blush. "It-" he chokes, "-it looks nice, I guess." he mumbled the last bit into the back of his hand, but it was clear to the both of them that the outfit had been more than just "nice."

"I'm so happy with how I look right now, I think I might just cry."

Mammon coughed into the back of his hand, "you always look nice..." his mind went blank for a moment before he realized what he said, as his eyes widened and he snapped his head towards Mc, "Ah! I mean, uh-!!"

"Aw, thank you Mammon," they laughed, feeling overjoyed at the moment, " I just really feel, I dunno, like... Confident in this outfit."

"Well, ya' should 'cause it looks nice!" Mammon placed his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest all while averting his gaze, "and you better have heard it the first time, 'cause the Great Mammon ain't repeating himself!"

☽ — Levi

"Leviiiiiii," Mc draws his name out as they open the demon's door.

Levi jumped, alarmed by the sudden call of his name. He glanced over at Mc and his eyes immediately fell to their new outfit and he flushed.

"Ah, ah! M...Mc! What, uh, what do you... you want?" His question came out garbled and shaky as he hid his face behind his arm.

"I feel so hot!" They spun to show Levi the entire outfit, "What do you think?"

Levi swallowed thickly, nervously pulling at the collar of his coat, eyes darting back to Mc's form. "It's... It's very, uh, nice! No, that's not good enough... Uh, uh! It suits you v,,,very well!"

"Thank you Levi," they beamed, "I'm really happy with how it turned out, and I'm glad you seem to like it too!"

“Ye…Yeah!” Levi wet his lips, “uhhhh, sorry i can’t say more, you just uhh, look really great um.” He quickly hid his face in his hands, trying to hide the bright red blush on his face, “Wait! F-Forget I said anything!”

“Aw, Levi! That’s so sweet, your effort is enough, thank you,” They placed a kiss against the back of his hand covering his face, earning a high pitched squeak from the demon.

☽ — Satan

"Satan!" Mc called, turning into the library, finally spotting the man they were looking for, "oh, there you are!"

Satan lifted his eyes from the page he was reading, a pleasant smile setting on his face after seeing who interrupted him, "Ah, hello dear, whats got you so excited, hmm?"

Mc motioned to their outfit, "I feel so confident in this outfit, look at how nice it looks!"

Satan's eyes dropped to their outfit, noticing how well it complimented their features and how happy it made them. He returns his eyes to their gaze and closes his book before standing to approach them.

"That outfit truly does fit you, dear, you look simply enticing right now," he wraps his arms around their waist, kissing their cheek.

Mc laughed and returned Satan's embrace, "thank you, Satan, I'm glad you like it too."

"I'm glad you found an outfit you're happy with, your happiness truly makes the outfit so much more complete." The demon lifts a hand to caress Mc's cheek, "perhaps you'll let me spoil you for a little while and treat you to dinner?"

☽ — Asmo

"Hey, Asmooo," Mc drawled out, peeking into Asmo's room to see him sitting at his vanity applying make-up.

"Oh!" Asmo smiled at them through the mirror, "hello, my dear, what do you need?" He set his blush down, turning to face them fully.

They stepped into his room, barely containing their excitement as they motioned to their outfit, "look! I took some of your tips and I'm so happy with how it turned out!"

"Oh my! Dear, you look wonderful!" Asmo exclaimed with practical heart eyes.

He jumped up from his vanity running over to Mc to encase them in a hug, holding them tightly, "you look perfect, we have to take a picture!"

He quickly pulls out his phone, angling it to the two of them, both with wide grins on their faces.

“We look so good together!“ He presses a kiss to Mc’s cheek, “oohhh, I have an idea, how about we go shopping and buy you more like this?”

“You don’t have too, you’ve already helped me enough.”

“Nonsense!” Asmo exclaimed, “I always enjoy helping you! Now, let me finish my make-up and the we’re going out!”

☽ — Beel

Mc peeked their head into the kitchen, grinning when they spotted just who they were looking for —

“Beel!”

They ran over to him, startling him from what he was previously doing. He turned to look at Mc and gave them a warm smile.

“Hi, Mc,” he set his burger down, wiping his hands on a napkin.

“Beel, look,” Mc pointed to their outfit, drawing Beel’s attention to where they were pointing.

A soft blush rose along his cheeks as he smiled, “it looks good Mc, it fits you very well.”

“Thank you, Beel,” Mc laughed, “I’m so happy it turned out nice, to be honest I was expecting it to look bad.”

“But you always look nice,” Beel answered truthfully, “I love the way you dress.”

Beel embraced Mc, holding them close to him, “we should go out, there’s this really good restaurant I hard others talking about at RAD that I think you’d enjoy.”

“That’d be wonderful, Beel,” Mc retrurned his hug, squeezing him, “but you’re paying, my credit card’s still crying from the last time we went out to eat.”

“Ah, sorry…”

☽ — Belphie

“Belphie,” Mc prodded at the demon’s cheek, “Belphie wake up.”

Belphegor grumbled and smacked their hand away, pulling the blanket up over his head, “not now, I’m sleeping, go away.”

Mc rolled their eyes, still not letting up on poking his cheek, “but Bephieeee….” They dragged on overdramatically, “I have something to show youuuuu.”

The demon groans in response and pushes the blanket away from his face before cracking an eye open, “what could be so important that you insist on waking me?”

Stepping away from the bed, earning a questionable eyebrow quirk from belphie, they motioned to their outfit, grinning in excitement. “Look! I feel so cool right now!”

With a yawn Belphie pushed himself up and did a one over of their outfit, “mmmm, it looks great.”

“I know, right?” they approached the bed, “I feel so confident right now, I actually really love this outfit.”

“‘M’glad,” he said, “now you have to take a nap with me as punishment for waking me up.”

“Wait-!”

Their complaint was cut short as Belphie grabbed their arm and yanked them down into the bed with him, nuzzling his face into the crook of their neck. He let out a content sigh and fell back asleep almost right away, much to Mc’s dismay.

“Belphie! At least let me change out of my outfit first!”

☽ — Diavolo

“Hey, Dia?” Mc knocked on Diavolo’s office door, before stepping inside, “do you have a moment?”

Diavolo raised his gaze from his paper work and a pleasant smile made its way onto his face, “Mc! Of course, what do you need?”

Gesturing to their outfit they replied, “I wanted to show you the new outfit I got when we went shopping! I feel so pretty/handsome in it!”

He took his reading glasses off and placed them on a stack of paper before taking in their form, feeling the excitement emitting from them.

“It looks great! I’m glad you enjoy it, it fits you perfectly.”

“Thank you,” Mc approached Diavolo’s desk, “maybe I should let you pick out my outfits all the time, you have pretty good taste.”

Dia laughs, “maybe,” taking Mc’s hand in his and kissing the back, he muses, “maybe, I should take you to dinner tonight. I have time to spare and it’d be a shame to let such a wonderful outfit go to waste.”

“Oh, Dia, you don’t have to.” they replied bashfully, a darkened tint rising across their face, “I couldn’t ask that much of you.”

“Oh, but I must! What kind if boyfriend would I be if I didn’t treat my partner like royalty?” Mc pulled their hand from Dia’s grace and covered their face.

“Stoopppp!” But they both knew Mc’s complaint was to be held with a grain of salt.

☽ — Barbatos

“Hey, Barbatosssss!” Mc called running towards the demon who’d been working in the kitchen.

Lifting his gaze from the floor, Barbatos grinned upon seeing who’d interrupted his duty. “Ah, greetings Mc. What do I owe you this visit?”

“I wanted to show you my outfit! Asmo helped pick it out.”

Barbatos’ gaze fell from their face, taking in their outfit and how good they looked in it. “Asmo certainly does have good taste, you look astonishing, beloved.”

“You and your big, flattering words,” they playfully roll their eyes, approaching their boyfriend. Without another word they opened their arms, earning a soft laugh from Barbatos, who gave into their demands and hugged them.

“They are working though, are they not?”

Barbatos laughed as Mc playfully pinched his cheek, “you sneaky jerk, of course, although I do genuinely feel happy with this outfit.”

“As you should, dearest, it suits you wonderfully,” he places a kiss on Mc’s cheek.

“Thank you, my love,” Mc sighed contentedly.

☽ — Simeon

A soft knock rang through the room, alerting Simeon to the presence standing in his door. Snapping from his concentration his gaze travels from the computer screen to the doorway, seeing his partner standing there, looking positively magnificent.

“Hello, my angel,” Simeon coos, “what’s the special occasion? Did I miss a date?”

“Oh, no!” Mc quickly reassured, crossing the room to stand beside his chair, “I just felt like dressing up, I’m actually really happy with the outcome.”

“Oh, thank father I didn’t forget a special date,” Simeon let out a sigh of relief, earning a soft laugh from Mc. He wrapped his arms around their waist and smiled up at them, “well, no matter, you still look amazing, my dear.”

“Thank you, Simeon.” Mc returned his smile, wrapping their arms around the back of his neck before leaning down to place a kiss against his lips. “Wanna take a break and go on a walk with me? Or maybe just enjoy some tea? Whatever you feel up to.”

“I wouldn’t mind both,” he compromised, running his hands along Mc’s back, “I could use a long break anyways, I don’t think I’ve taken a proper break in a bit.”

“Simeon!” They reprimanded, “we talked about this!”

“Aha… I know, I know, I’m sorry, angel.”

☽ — Solomon

“Hey, stinky!” Mc snorted, inviting themselves into Solomon’s room.

“What, smelly?” Solomon lifted his head from his desk, snorting at the nicknames.

“I wanted to show you my outfit, Asmo helped pick it out, not Satan so don’t worry.” Solomon laughed at Mc’s jab towards Satan before turning his attention to their outfit.

“Well, it certainly looks nice,” he starts, “however…”

“Don’t! I know where you’re going you snarky bastard,” they lightly smacked the back of his hand.

“I’m joking, I’m joking!” He laughs, “for real though, it does look really nice. Asmo has a good eye for what you look nice in.”

“I know, right? I actually feel really confident in this outfit.”

“You should, ‘cause you look good.” He winked, “hot, even.”

“Stop, I will literally eat you.”

“Kinky.”

“I’m gone, I’m leaving. Bye.” Mc turned to leave playfully.

“Nooo,” Solomon grabbed them, pulling them towards him, “now you can’t leave, I’m holding you.”

“Man you actually stink, let me goooo.”

“Rude!”

☽ final note | I hope you don't mind but I added the side character too teehee <3

also im sorry if anyones ooc its 7 am, i have not slept, and i lowkey forgot how eveyone acts cause im tored okay gn

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peachsayshi · 1 year

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I'm squealing over the thought of reader being super affectionate to sukuna without him interrupting her. i imagine her sitting on sukuna's lap in silence, her gentle hand on his cheek; thumb caressing his rough skin while her other hand is running through his hair, occasionally massaging his sculp. she maintains eye contact with him for a while but breaks it when she leans down to lay soft kisses on his cheek 🥺

She also loves holding his big hand and kissing his palm then placing his hand on her cheek and just closes her eyes and sigh happily 😭😭😭😭

I needed to let this out 😔

oh my gosh, nonnie - this is SO CUTE!! I have been picking at my brain on what makes Sukuna blush and I think…I think you just gave me the answer 👀 if you don’t mind me adding onto your thoughts, but picture this:

sukuna’s eyes are on you, taking you in, one hand chastely resting on top of your thigh, and his index finger lightly tracking up and down your waist. he’s admiring your subtle smile, and your fingers comb through the fiery strands of his hair as you gently tug upward.

you repeat the action which makes him exhale, and his shoulders relax on his throne with his head falling back against the seat. you draw a line from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and he closes his palm around your waist to give you a squeeze. you follow the angle of his jaw, before bringing your lips down to leave a soft kiss on his cheekbone. you graze your knuckle down the column of his neck and he furrows his brow as he looks at you with curious eyes.

“what are you doing?” he grumbles, but you could tell he was faking his frustration.

“nothing,” you reply with a shrug and a kiss to his neck.

he mumbles something under his breath, and you giggle from how oddly content he was by your behavior.

“should I stop?”

before he can even reply, you hear the voice of someone interrupting. sukuna’s back straightens immediately, and his calm face grimaces into something cruel. the atmosphere shifts, and he startles you when he abruptly shouts: “get out!” to whoever dared enter unannounced.

a few seconds pass, your heart racing it’s way up your throat…and when you finally have the courage to look down at the cursed king, you part your lips in a quiet surprise noticing that the tips of his ears were bright red and there was noticeable flush just underneath his eyes.

was he…blushing?

you absorb the image of him - knowing full well that you might never catch this expression again. it’s actually cute seeing him flustered, caught off guard in a moment of vulnerability that he didn’t expect anyone to see.

he blinks a few time before shifting his gaze back towards you. he finds your hand resting on his chest, and holds it his own before bringing it to his lips and kissing the inside of your palm.

“carry on…” he whispers, before resuming the position that he was once in.

#anon this is soo 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰#I love the image you put in my head #soft Sukuna hours #readers.🧡#ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x female reader #sukuna fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff

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kibbits · 8 months

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Time to share some Starry lore because I’ve got a cute scene in mind. I love to vocal stim, sounds, phrases, but particularly songs. I’ll hear a song that feels just right and I’ll sit and chew it for hours til my throat’s sore. Currently favorite is The Valentine in Starfield (Is it still a sea shanty if it’s in space?). The reason I bring this fun fact up is because I can just see myself sitting for hours stimming with boys over new songs. Especially if it’s any new pieces for the theater. While the scripts and lyrics are predesigned by Fazbear, there’s something unquestionably their’s in performance that make it worth repeating. Worth remembering. Humming through daily tasks. Parroting their tone, their voice. Another sign of their existence that’s more then the capacity to destroy, then just simple property… They do end up being slightly upset when the Glamrocks try to introduce their songs to stimming sessions. (Sun/Moon: “That’s my human bonding time :(“ Monty: “Get cooler song selections then Sock and Buskin.” Freddy: “Pls do not misuse google search privileges to make insults.”)

- ✨Starry✨

Starry, hi!!! <33

!!!! HELL yes I echo songs a lot too!!!!

Unfortunately often 1-3 lines on repeat fgklgjkldfjg currently it's Villainous Thing, but I keep mixing "Let me see those smoky eyes" and "Let's remove those pretty clothes" and I end up singing "Oh dear, let's remove those smoky eyes" which. not the same fgkldjl

STARRY?! HELLO?! YOU REALLY GOT ME TEARING UP OVER THAT DESCRIPTION AAAA?!?! Also ABSOLUTELY -- for both the stimming, and making the songs their own.

God I'm imagining it so hard.

Eyndr suggested I draw a 'Y/N repairing the coat' last magma, and I haven't posted it cause I never got done, but yknow what? You get a WIP sketch fgkldgj Imagine they're singing

(Goose by Eyndr! Sun is stimming with a ribbon, like I do, except that I like to wrap it around the pads of my fingers, but he doesn't have those, so he has the bad habit of letting it run between his finger casings. Also I wanted a domestic vibe for this and also thought it'd be hilarious to have 'fanservice' with Sun being shirtless. Also, a more masculine Y/N! First beard I've drawn I think???)

One of the three absentmindedly starts a song and the others join in almost immediately. Unless it's a headache day, the backstage is never silent between those three, there's always a bit of humming or singing or even just echolalia.

Which. Mood. I always immediately and absentmindedly want to join in on sounds or singing in vc -- which. being in vc at all, and talking?? is a new development for me fgjdgkl but my god it's nice to be vibing and singing with a friend while doodling -- shout out to my bestie @eyndr ! I love hanging out for games or project days so much aa One day discord and spotify won't make us sing rounds/canons fghdj

ALSO HELLO YES SPACE SHANTIES?!?!!? TWO OF MY FAVORITE THINGS LET'S GO I'M LEAVING RN TO GO LISTEN BRB

Ough that's nice!!! I loved it! ; w ; Ehehe, I tend to have work songs/sea shanties days where that's all I listen to, so I getcha and good choice! > :3 Haven't played that game, but I do play No Man's Sky and I wish there was random space shanty singers to find waugh!

Also now I'm totally imagining a Faz Space Opera yeeesss 👀👀👀

Back to BaL! Sometimes, for fun, all 3 purposefully mess with the cadence or pitch, either to make each other laugh or just to get creative or because it sounds nice, and they end up liking something and it's like "!!!!"

When they sing that version later, it feels like theirs -- like it's those moments spent together. Proof of their existence and how it affects the world around them positively. Reminders that they're loved, and they love (in a cosmic kind of way, but also it's a self insert so fuck it we BaLl (aaaay finally used the joke @lavenoon fgjdfklgjld).

Also yeee I can see them being really, ACTUALLY insulted when one of the animatronics, who doesn't know because those little sing-stimming sessions are private with Y/N, jokes about how those songs are lame and they should be singing some of theirs instead because they're catchier. Oof

Which, just now, made me realize that BaL Sun's anger runs cold, so he just goes totally silent, straightens up and get that intense stare. Maybe Moon's even the one who talks through the speaker to deflect and does that overly-sweet anger of like "Catchy, huh? Hopefully we don't catch those inflated egos of yours -- there's barely enough space for all of us and your big heads as it is! We'll come back later~!" to excuse themselves (and then prank them to hell and back of course! But there's no proof : )) ) (ALSO OH MY GOD SOCK AND BUSKIN THAT'S FUCKING GOLD. THAT'S SO CANON NOW AND THE BOYS THINK IT'S HILARIOUS)

Back to the singing, I think that another thing that they do especially well is that they can sing at the same time, so even for solos they can add back vocals to each other, or play around with the pitch since they do-and-don't share a processor and can adapt in microseconds -- wait actually they can definitely sing rounds, too!!

Oh my god now I'm imagining them singing rounds with vastly different moods at the same time, perfectly calibrated so that both of them come out loud and clear and also enhance each other's -- lining up or losing one of their voices at just the right moment to be chilling. It's like you're getting the song and the reprise but both at once

Thanks for the ask Starry!!! Always excited to see you in my inbox <33 And I'm going to be rotating this in my mind for a WHILE fkljdgjkld

#break a leg!au #asks #beloved Starry ✨#I still have last week's magma sketch to finish. It fitted well though so gift of WIP upon ye!!#and now i wanna draw space opera costumes and backstage sing-stimming too WAUGH and redo the goose sketch too and--#fnaf dca #dca au #dca fandom #fnaf sb #kibsfnafstuff #BaL art #Break a leg!au lore #my art #sketches

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rorywritesjunk · 2 months

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(one of these days I'll actually post chapters and other works and not just these train of thought mini fics. I'm almost done with Impel Down and will go into Marineford. I... Needed some angst. Just a little, maybe a sprinkle. There will be a part two.)

pt 2

Sunny and the kids aren't on the ship when Buggy comes home.

Mohji tells him that after he was arrested, she took the kids and left. She needed to think some things over so she returned to the village where they met. Miss Pins has retired but Benji took over the shop. Having Sunny back makes his job so much easier.

Buggy pretends like it doesn't bother him but orders the crew to take him to her. When he's in the privacy of his room he falls to pieces. He had hoped she would have stayed on the ship to welcome him home, but could he blame her? How many years of marriage did they have? How many times has she put up with him? Was she finally through with him?

They arrive a week later. He bursts into the shop, dressed in his best to ask her to return home. Gold is sitting at the table with crayons and paper while Silver is in Sunny's arms as she stands at the front counter, looking over the books. She glances up when she sees him and there's no smile on her face. The kids, however, are thrilled to see their daddy. Sunny passes Silver to him while Gold rushes him, wrapping his tiny arms around one of Buggy's legs, chattering nonstop about the stuff they'd been up to, drawings that he did, and the books mommy read to them.

With both kids in his arms, happy to see their daddy, Buggy turns his attention to his wife with a grin on his face. "So, where's my welcome home kiss?"

"Do you want one?" Sunny asks, arms crossed as she stares back at him. He wonders how angry she really is over this. She had told him to be careful looking for that treasure, to not just go head first into those places, but he didn't listen and managed to come face to face with the damn Marines. When she learned of what happened to her husband she left. No reason to be on the ship without him.

"Of course I do!" Buggy insists. "Why wouldn't I?! I missed you just like you missed me!"

She doesn't humor him with a response and closes the book she has been looking at. "Maybe you should have thought about it before getting yourself arrested."

The calmness in her voice unnerves Buggy. He tightens his hold on the kids, hoping they could do something cute to distract their mom from getting angry at Buggy. He hates it when his wife is angry at him and it doesn't happen often, but when it does he has to pay for it. So he gives her a big grin, shrugging as he holds Silver in his arms.

"Sunny babe, I was doing it for us." He insists. "And maybe there was a hiccup or two in the plan but everything's gonna change! It's gonna be better!"

"Is it?" She asks. "Or are you just going to get arrested again?"

The calmness still bothers him. He tries to think of a response but has none. She's just staring at him, no smile or frown on her face, just a calm, neutral expression that absolutely terrifies him. He shoots a glance at her hands, relieved to see her still wearing her wedding ring, but for how much longer?

"I need a day, Buggy."

"A day? For what?!"

"To think this through."

"Think what through?!" He demands. "What are you talking about?!"

"We can talk later." She sighs. "I'm just tired and I can't do this in front of the kids." She rubs her face and looks him over. "Leave your coat with me so I can fix it."

"Where am I supposed to go?!" Is he being sent away after just reuniting with them? Is this it, the end to almost 15 years of marriage? He got arrested once and she was done?!

"Your ship?"

That was a knife to the heart. His ship. Not theirs. She specifically said his ship. This was it. This has to be the end. He couldn't believe it. He was so distraught, his mind racing, that he didn't hear what she was saying at first. She finally snapped her fingers in front of him after repeating his name multiple times, catching his attention.

"There's room upstairs still." She told him. "Benji doesn't live in the building, he's off with his husband nearby, so I've had the entire top floor for me and the kids. You can stay with us for the night, and if I'm ready to talk we're going to talk, understand?"

He did understand he just didn't want to.

"I'm going to close up shop. Take your coat off and hang it up, Buggy. I'll work on it after dinner."

"So should I come back tomorrow?"

"If you want, but you can stay with us if you want as well." She said, shoulders dropping as she let out a sigh. "We just need to talk."

He really didn't want to but he was nodding. "S-Sure."

#buggy the clown #mini fic #sunny x buggy #dun dun dun #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #opla buggy the clown x oc #opla buggy x oc #oc x canon #one piece oc

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one-green-frog · 2 years

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Ello! Im back, and if it’s not too much to ask for, could I request Mitsuya finding this kid(reader) on the streets, crying, so his brotherly instincts kick in and goes up to him, and find out that he was crying because his mother said he couldn’t become a fashion designer because he was a boy, than pulls out a sketch book with some cool designs and Mitsuya just sits their and cheers him up and supports him

-✨

Fashionably, Fuck Your Parents

Mitsuya x child reader

this is soo cute, though i do not really know how to cheer someone up, i tried my best and i hope you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting. i really don’t know how to comfort somone

It was a pretty normal day for Mitsuya, he met up with friends, had a fun time and now was just minding his buisness, going around the streets of his neighborhood. It would have been a normal day for Mitsuya if not for the young boy on the side of the sidewalk with his head burried in his knees and his arms crossed around his feet. The boy was sniffling lightly, though he idd not seem to be hurt. Mitsuya knew this kind of sitiuatuin all too well, Mana and Luna were no different when they were upset.

It was strange to see a littly boy crying alone on the sidewalk, no paretns or friends with him, it wasn’t the safest street either, so something must be wrong. He rushed over to the boy, his big-brother-alarms-bells ringing. What surprised him a little, was that the youngster didn’t look up at all, no reaction to anything happening around him. This meant that either he wanted to be left alone, which would be dangerous to simply ignore all kinds of sounds, or he really didn’t notice anything, he was too lost in his own mind.

Mitsuya crouched down, he gently layed his hand on the kid’s shoulder and shook him lightly. The boy hardly ahd any reaction, except for a quick glance directed at Mistuya, just curiouse as to who might be there. No reaction, no sound to make the other aware of what situation he was in, he just burried his head back in his knees going back to the harmful thoughts he had.

Mitsuya frowned a bit at the lack of respone from the youngster, but nevertheless he couldn’t leave the kid alone on the side of the sidewalk.

“Hey buddy, mind telling me what got you so upset, maybe i could help”, he said softly, to reassure he meant no harm.

He did not expect the kid to answer immidietally, he was willing to stay a while to try and comfort the child to the best of his ability.

A few senconds passed before he heard some mumbling in between the sobs.

“Muh parens sad i culnt be a fashon desingu”

This could mean many things, but Mitsuya didn’t know how to deciver that and just stayed silent.

not getting an answer, the kid looked up at Mitsuya with teary eyes adn repeated his earlier statedment.

“My parents said i couln’t become a fashion designer”

“Why would they say that?” he just wanted to be sure, he had this suspicion about why the parents told him no

“becuase i’m a boy”

A yes, because a boy shouldn’t do something “feminine”. Such stupid reason to crush a childs dream, making him cry because he was a boy. Mitsuya decided then and there that he would help the boy achieve his dreams and prove his parents wrong.

“you know that being a boy shouldn’t stop you from achieving your dreams”

(name) looked at him, silently asking fro more reassurance and Mitsuya gladly spoke abuot how he was actually really good a sewing and his friends were supportive and were quite amazed by his skill.

they talked and talked and eventually (name) took out a sketchbook from his backpack, that Mitsuya only now noticed, and he showed the older boy his sketches. A very talented individual for his age, Mitsuya made sure he knew how amazing he was at drawing. Again he told him to never give up on his dreams, especially when he had such amazing skill.

They boy eventually went home with a big smile on his face, proud of his art, and with a promise that they would meet up again.

#TokyoRev #tokrev #Tokyo Revengers #toyko revengers #tokyo revenger x male reader #x male reader #male reader #tokrev mitsuya #mitsuya x you #tokyo revengers mitsuya #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya tokyo revengers

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princelylove · 6 months

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My main interested is Jotaro and Noriaki but I don't mind hearing you talk about other characters too. Let's talk about your favorite yandere

Since you said you okay with nsfw, I want to ask what is the most pervert things or their fantasy your favorite yandere will have on their darling?

I have my headcanon for Noriaki he has bondage kink, he fantasy about tying you up nice and pretty, helpless under his touch, moaning and begging for him. Jotaro is sometimes stealing your clothes, your scent make him turn on, he can't help but to masturbate with it and cover it in his cum, imagine that it was you and all the dirty things he want to do with you.

~ 🏵️ anon ~

That's so cute, I wish I could stay consistent with just two people... I tend to go through phases where I'm very into one, get a little disinterested and find another to obsess over, and then after some time passes go back to the original crush and rinse and repeat.

Noriaki likes to be soft and sweet with his sadism. Relax with him, trust him. Anything he says during play is just him playing into what you asked him to do. I get the feeling that Noriaki would rather tie you up and make you squirm for hours than actually penetrate you, or be penetrated by you. He loves watching your reactions, and... isn't this so fun? He's loving the quality time.

Jotaro is a mama's boy who never really got socialized properly due to his own self isolation. He has absolutely no idea what social boundaries even are, and if he did, he wouldn't care. He's such a creep. He tells himself he follows you home because he loves you and wants you to be safe, but he's just looking at your ass and whatever he can make out of your figure. He buys underwear he thinks you'd wear before he actually commits to straight up stealing yours, and he's a bit disappointed if he was wrong about the kind you wear. Not that he has any preference, he likes what you like, but he thought he knew you better than that.

You know who else is a major creep? Rohan Kishibe. Full legal naming that bastard. He can't help but find every little thing you do to be so ridiculously attractive, but you'll never hear it from him. The way you bow your head and thank him for inviting you over drives him up the walls, the way you hold a cup keeps him up at night. When Rohan has a crush, he gets obsessive with it, and every little thing becomes exciting. He draws you in the nude actually entirely out of love, did you know that some cultures believe nudity to be your purest self? He invites you to come with him to the pool just to see what your figure looks like, sketches you on a napkin behind a soda can while you aren't looking, and goes to town once he gets home. Rohan didn't think that he'd enjoy it so much, really, normally he never does nudes. Porn just doesn't do anything for him, he feels like it's art without love in it, without real passion when it's all scripted. But that's ok! He can make his own.

#yandere jotaro kujo #yandere noriaki kakyoin #yandere rohan kishibe #🏵️ anon #not sfw #i didn't proofread this ignore any typos #request granted

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the-official-account · 1 year

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Episode 18 liveblog YIPEE!

Fewer opening notes on this one. I'm gonna attempt liveblogging AND drawing at the same time, let's see how that goes. I'm currently feeling very smug with my advertisement efforts and while I hope to get to spar and vellum today I realized I made Anya kinda thin and that feels...not right for her vibes. So I'm doing Anya again...that's my excuse JGLDKDHDIS she's so...she's like a purse sized friend

Anyways, beginning of this i was not in front of my art tablet so:

"we come as a pair" haha. Cute.

Cloven heart said OUR little brother figure [bugs bunny com meme]

Scientist with a radio tower.....max.....hm. interestinger an interestinger

Yeah josepha you might be the only person in town who wants cloven heart to be the "center" of anything. Why not sindershore? She already works....idk, there? Or in v.n

Vellum just pulls out the papers lmao. Like why not!

Max came up with the schematics... Did max disappear? Yeah. Hm. HM!

Josepha used to be a woodworker? Was I remembering that right or did my brain just make this up.

"We would talk to Thorne" 😬

MAX WHAT

THEIR NAME WAS MAX WHAT?

Did grey have like....a really shitty alias? How old was max??? Fifteen days ago.... Hmmm.

Vellum would know if his uncle was out of town for like 2 and a half months if there was overlap and it took like a day or half a day of a train ride to get back and forth. It's unlikely vellum wouldn't connect those dots

"I was on drugs when I named it I will be honest".josepha is SO good. She's lovely. She's so funny. Oh my god.

"This may not be to your taste of perhaps it is I do not know how you party vellum" NFOSBDKSHDO

"THINK I COULD ROCK THOSE"

"I ALSO DONT KNOW HOW YOU PARTY AGENT VELLUM"

Trying not to burst out laughing in public this is a struggggllleeee

"The belt has 3 slots for arcane cores" I would rather we not go looking for bombs.... But yk. Queer people have plenty of odd hobbies who am I to judge

Okay but like short distance teleportation for someone with a bad leg is a pretty banger deal

"Sometimes you wake up one day and you're retired" In THIS economy?

Also I'm mentioning this out of order bc this episode is being funny faster than I can type, but (I say this with all of the respect) was vellums "I'm sure I'll find other use for you" sultry or was that just Ila's voice? HFOSHSKSBSOS

Spar sounds so depressed. Give this sheep dog some enrichment!

Vellum being like 'Hey you're good we still need to find some more bombs!' he is in fact giving spar some enrichment

"Waiting for this boat and seemingly intent on returninf to clovenheart"

I just squinted with SO much suspicion that that would be diamond

"Is Brunhilde!!!" Dksgsud ok

"Do you say hi to your mom as you're pretending to arrest the chick you dated who you invited into her home on grounds of a repeat assault?" My god

Spar is ~5'8 tati is 5'3 very good to know

~ many hours later, now doing art stuff~

Vellum could fall on this face and STILL look cool

Anya spar and vellum having a snack has gotta go on my to-draw list (my mind is so fast and my hands are so not fast! Ahh!)

OH NEW MIDTRO isk if this was here last episode. OH SHITFUN FACTS? i love blorbo facts

he has written a SYMPHONY? The essentricism is genetic i think.... a smphony baout YEARNING FOR BELONGING? you are handing me a fic idea. NOTE: symphony driven by loss and isolation over being trans, having lost his parents, wanting to find a place where he's accepted

Smooth velvet is his stripper name this episode is just raining fic ideas, huh? (i am joking but also I am not joking. BUt im joking but im not joking....I am deciding if im joking)

DONT BE MEAN TO ISHBALA (spell chat tdb) SPAR!!!!!!

DONT BE MEAN TO GREGGINS EITHER!!! LJKSAFHGLKAHFGLAKSG

greggins binder generator.

[not episode related but im battling between having sincere thoughts about Anya's fashion sense and going "ooooh belly"]

I FEEL LIKE THIS IS PROBLEMATIC AND YOU'RE GONNA GET CANCELLED AND HERE'S WHY

ALSDHGLKASDHGASKGFASGD MY SWORDS A GHOST NOW OHHHH MY GOD I LOVE THEM

SEKITAN WAS A VICTIM....WOAH.......WOOOOAH.

ALTERATION RESISTANT BLOOD? HOOOOLY SHIT. WOAH. WOAH. WAOH MAN. WOW. FUUUUCK. i dont evne......

anya said hey your uhhhh. Your uhh special friend is little stressed. go makeout of whatever. THEY'RE WALKING ARM IN ARM LMAOOOO

ishbala just chose violence SO unprompted

[anya is drawn now for spar and vellum iterations i am...........Well to be fair i am Never very confident going in and it walways turns out okay!!!]

"*he puts a gun in vellums hands* its goot to know you're with someone who can protect you." s;aldfalsfdjaw awhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! SPAR DOESN'T GET PROTECTED SPAR IS ALWAYS THE ONE JUMPING IN FRONT OF THE BULLET DO YOU KJNOW HOW MUCH THIS MEEEEEEEANS TO ME?????

"when you got a good one you keep em" thats it thats spar

spar is correcting vellums stance and vellum must be SCREAMING inside lmao. Vellum focuses SO HARD on everything BUT spar directly behind him and accidentally becomes an expert

ARE THEY ALSO IMPRESSED BY THE SEXUAL TENSION

vellum, full on titanicking it with spar is trying VERY hard to respect boundaries and that is my FAVORITE kind of tension. "I am not making moves because i respect you as a person" is never not entertaining

STOP JUMPSCARING ME WITH THIS FUCKING KISSES I GASPED TOO HARD AND CHOKED ON MY SPIT HOLY FUCK. HOOOLY FUCK.

ughhhhh drawing kisses is such a pain but FUCK do i wanna.

oooh this new outro is so fancy!!!! i love the format changes that are happening here!

im torn between doing another episode tonight and saving it for tomorrow so I can focus fully on drawing.......ill feel out the vibes after i get spar's jaw right. LOVELY episode. spar is making moooooooves!!!!

@threeheartscast i almost forgot!

#edil chats #edil liveblogs three of hearts #three of hearts pod

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gingersforeverbox · 2 years

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Howdy Ginger! Hope you're doing well. I'd like to request some first kiss headcanons for the arcane characters, please? Who took initiative, the reader or the character? What was their reaction, etc. It's ok if you don't wanna do all the characters, but I'd especially love if you did Singed and Viktor please 👉👈 your writing is super cute btw

A/N: Howdy Lufugu! I'm doing pretty good, and I'm so happy that y'all are enjoying my work! Your compliment had me giggling like an idiot ngl☺️I hope you enjoy this one, I know I loved doing it, and don't be afraid to reach out!❤

Kith headcanons with Arcane characters (Singed and Viktor):

Singed:

You both had been coworkers and close friends for years before you both realized that you have romantic feelings for each other.

Your newly discovered feelings for one another were something neither of you had the guts to bring up in fear of ruining the balance of friendship if the other felt differently.

The brushing of hands as you passed flasks to each other left you with heat pooling on top of your cheeks, accompanied by a nervous chuckle before getting back to work.

After weeks of dancing around the bubbling feelings, Singed decided to take matters into his own slender hands.

You walked into the cave-turned lab and made a beeline to the shelf you stored your bag in, then grabbed your makeshift lab coat (which was just a regular coat that you kept in the lab at all times). After gathering your clipboard and files, you begin the daily diagnostics over the various experiments that needed maintenance without thinking much to your lab partner who was nowhere to be found.

A clearing of a throat draws your attention behind you as Singed begins to glide over to where you’re standing.“Good morning, y/n,” He begins. “How was your night?” He never makes small talk unless you visibly need a break or someone to talk with. This is odd behavior from him out of the blue.

“Fine, and you?”

He nods, mentioning something about relaxing before taking a step closer to you. You’re both impossibly close to one another, practically touching. You look from his dark eyes to his mouth, back to his eyes again.

Not needing any more social cues from you, he leans into you, leaving enough time for you to retreat, as he slowly places his lips on yours. The kiss is softer than you thought it would be, but you follow his lead with enthusiasm, turning the soft press of lips into a passionate mashing of mouths. You pull away for air sooner than you’d like, but air is, unfortunately, necessary for people. You have to stifle a laugh while looking at Singed’s blissed-out face.“I’ve wanted that for so long, you have no idea,” you lighty start.

“Oh my dearest, you’ve no idea yourself,” he sighs as you wrap your arms around his torso, gently swaying in the embrace. “I think I can hazard a guess,” you wink at him as you both pull away to move to your respective stools. “May I be so bold as to ask you to dinner, y/n? I am aware that I don’t make it a habit to leave the lab, but for you, I’d do so readily,” he offers with a small smile. “Of course, Singed. I would be delighted,” you reply, reaching for his hand next to you as you both finish your files in comfortable silence.

Viktor:

You and Viktor met at an art lecture during both of your freshmen years at Piltover’s academy.

Sitting together in the booths, you could quickly tell that this man had better things on his mind than art, but the look on his face was one of mild curiosity.

You quietly pulled out a piece of paper and pen and began writing.

You slide the paper across the to the man next to you that read ‘You’re not here because you want to be, are you?’ He lets out a breath of air in what you assume is amusement at your comment. He takes his pen and messily yet beautifully scrawls out his response: ‘Is it that noticeable?’ it says as he passes the note back to you. You repeat the same noise that he made prior as you continue your silent conversation, asking questions galore. What are you studying? What is your goal in your major? Do you know how much longer this-

Your last question is interrupted with a loud clearing of a throat. “y/n and Viktor, would you like to take a stab at interpreting this piece? I truly insist.” The professor orders coldly. Before you can admit that you can’t, Viktor grabs his cane and pulls himself up from the booth before addressing the professor and class in one of the most insightful and elaborate descriptions of an apple you’ve ever heard.

“Very well Viktor. You may be seated,” The professor states as he eyes the brunet suspiciously before continuing his lecture.

You let out a sigh of relief before congratulating the man who you now know is named Viktor. After the lecture is finally over, you decide to go out to lunch with your new friend, and the rest is history. History that leads to the present: You’re watching Viktor become increasingly excited as his newest invention is sputtering to life.

“If the steam golem can make it longer than one minute, that means that the hydrogen core is stable,” He explains to you eagerly. You hold his arm as you glance down at the stopwatch in your hand. One minute can’t come fast enough for either of you as the steam bellows out of the pipe at the golem’s shoulder.

The stopwatch beeps loudly at the minute marker, then the room explodes with noise.

Viktor shouts in victory “eureka”, his fist punching the air. He spins you to face him before cupping your face in his hands, his cane falling to the floor only to be ignored as he slams his lips on yours. Your eyes go wide before fluttering closed at the sensation, carding your fingers into his wild hair while pulling him closer to you.

You both pull away for air before gazing into each other's eyes lovingly. “Why? How long have you known?” you ask quietly. “It is tradition to kiss someone when coming to a discovery,” he answers in an equally soft tone. “Also I’ve wanted to do that since you took me out to lunch that first day we met.” You look to him with a bit of shock at his response.

“You mean to tell me that you’ve wanted to kiss me for three years and you’re only just now doing something about it?” you snicker together. “You didn’t do anything about it either, y/n,” he reminded through chuckles. As you both brace in the afterglow of both success and admittance of requited love, the door to the lab groans open.

“Do I need to step in, Vik? I heard a eureka and we both know the rules of tradition,” Jayce yells from behind the door before waltzing in, then stopping in his tracks at the sight of the two of you. “Holy shit did you finally kiss them? Jeez, that took for-ev-er,” he says with a knowing smirk.

“I should have known that you told Jayce about liking me,” you mumble to yourself as you hug Viktor to you. After a few moments of blissful embrace, your brows furrow in thought before looking between the two men.

“Wait. Have you and Jayce kissed?” you question with a glint of mischief in your eyes.

“Uhhhhhh… No comment,” Viktor offers while hugging you tighter.

“The things we do in the name of science, y/n.” Jayce supplies as he walks out the door. You reach up to peck another kiss on Viktor’s lips before pulling away just as quick. “I’m never letting you live this down,” you tease.

“So long as you say you’ll be mine, you may tease all you wish malá láska.” Viktor hums.

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