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toxooz · 7 months
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lords gon hafta drag me outa the kitchen cause im cOOKIN AGIN
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altheadajoysoul · 2 years
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Well in other news, I may or may not be a questioning demiromantic 👁👁 /pos
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calamari-inari · 2 months
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["I am a Noble Heir... but These Tall Men Want to Court Me?!"]
A new BL harem FE3H doujinshi series NOT coming soon 👁
Anyway I just wanted to draw some of my favorite Ferdinand (rare) pairs for fun And it's a coincidence that they are all 188 cm, hence the title lol >< Don't really see much ferdlor and diminand out there lol. This is not real, I'm not making a doujinshi
The poses and composition are directly inspired by this beautiful webtoon cover!!! You should read it too, it's great c:
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Skz maknae line react to you falling asleep on them
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This is pt 2 of the falling asleep on them reaction because I've let it marinate in my head for a few days and decided its time to be productive again😌
Hyung line
Tumblr deleted half of this draft so i had to rewrite it😭
Sorry this is shorter than the hyung line;-; i kinda took all the good ideas for that one
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Warnings: Bad grammar, mild cursing
Han
*cracks knuckles*
I know everybody says he's shy-
BUT HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?
poor boy is flustered constantly
He would probably just be laying around doing nothing
Like me
And you would be 🥐pRoDuCtIvE✨
Realises i used a croissant instead of a sparkle
*insert surprised pikachu face*
Anyways
Doing chores, working, living, etc.
Ya know, hard things
Is what you would be doing
But say you didn't get much sleep the night before
So there's basically a zombie casually doing things around the house
When you come over and sit on his lap
Boi is sweating
Profusely
He's worried that he'll wake you up if he breathes too much
So he just kinda sits there all stiff
Untill you snore
And he's like
👁👄👁
Oh
Your asleep
And THEN he cuddles you
Because at this point he's decided that if you wake up he's just going to cuddle you right back to sleep
He would turn the TV volume down if he was watching something so he wouldn't wake you up
...
WHO WANTS A JISUNG TO CUDDLE THEM BACK TO SLEEP?
Stays: *raise their hands in unison*
He would play with your hair
You cant tell me he wouldnt
If you wake up he probably wouldn't even notice😭
He would just be staring off into space playing with your hair
Oh
He's also squishy
👌
Felix
Sunshine boi right here
Lets make that literal
And by literal i mean he's hot
Temperature wise i mean he's warm
😃
Anyways~
Its winter
And the two of you are taking a romp through the aesthetic snowy forest
But you know how walking through snow is exhausting
And your overheating in your snowgear
And the sun is blinding
*remembers winter is my favorite season*
Yeah...
So when you get back home your basically running on the thought of sleep
And the house is warm
And Felix is warm
*melts*
When you sit on his lap you do just that and fall asleep as soon as your comfortable
He would wrap you in a blanket like a lil burrito🥺
If you wake up he makes hot chocolate for you
But when he comes back with it he scares the shit out of you
Because you were already falling back asleep
Once you finish your drink you go back to sleeping
He would probably fall asleep too😭👌
Seungmin
*inhales*
He claims he hates it
But if you try to not sleep on his lap and hes near you
 (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑) 
#offended
Will literally drag you on to his lap
Lets say you just came home from a long trip without him
But when you came home he wasn't there
So you fell asleep waiting for him
And when he does come home he sees you
Takes a second to admire you
And pulls you on to his lap
You wake up and just
?
Oh its you
And fall right back asleep
He holds your waist
Or just puts his arms around your waist and holds you
When you wake up he just looks at you
You think he's about to kiss you
But he just kinda stares at you
You know the way Minho stares at Han?
Yeah
Hes looking at you like that
...
ALEXA PLAY CARELESS WHISPER
*𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓯𝔂*
Seungmin has been bias wrecking too hard recently😌 im weakening
*exhales*
Jeongin
Shy
But not stiff shy like Han
More like...
Squishy? Shy
Like ✨bread✨🍞
Idk
You had a really long day at school with a bunch of tests and basically slept through half of them
When you get home you B-line for him
And just climb into his lap without saying anything
He doesn't really know what to do with his hands
So he just wraps his arms around you
And hopes he's doing the right thing
If you wrap your arms around him he will freeze
And then kinda just relax into your arms
🥺
Baby bread
Would close his eyes and pull you closer
When you wake up you think he's sleeping
But he's just trying to make you stay asleep
EAGHSPWHEFUHCHEFT
Sorry just combusted rq
🇼‌🇭‌🇾‌ 🇭‌🇪‌ 🇸‌🇴‌ 🇨‌🇺‌🇹‌🇪‌
*my friends at my funeral*
Cause of death: Yang Jeongin
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haecien · 2 months
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Birthday Wishes X.MG
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A/n - this fic is for my baby @mirxzii <33 HAPPY BIRTHDAAAYY !!!! I literally love u sm I'll try to get this out on march 20th or the start of march ! Also we are both march babies and your birthday is 6 days ahead of mine<33 (we are literally twins atp) I HOPE U ENJOY THE FIC <33 Also happy birthday to everyone else who is celebrating their birthdays on march mwa <3 (divider creds @/cafekitsune & @/saradika-graphics)
Also babka looks so good👁
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Synopsis - Being an idol is tough, especially with your strict diet. You wanted to celebrate your birthday in peace but your company thought otherwise, but here comes your boyfriend to the rescue.
Genre/s - Idol!Minghao x idol!reader, fluff, secret relationship, tried to make this gender neutral so y/n is in a split group (kard situation just imagine whatever gender you wish to be! <3), also a mix between smau + written!
Warnings - Mentions of food, Strict(ish) diets mentioned, Cursing, Body shaming(?), use of petnames, If you find more warnings I should add lmk! <3
Wc - est 700 words?
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You just got back from a fan meeting, you're so tired and exhausted from it. You were annoyed from how many aegyo requests you got today though.... but you're atleast happy you got tons of gifts from your fans.
" My God... this is a mountain of gifts, so many jewelry this time tho! — "
One of your bandmates butted in " Well... you did mention on a weverse post you been wanting to buy new jewelry, and it is your birthday soon anyways— " Oh, my, God.
Did you really just forget your own birthday? Your OWN birthday?
" I— I JUST FORGOT MY OWN BIRTHDAY. MAKES SENSE WHY I RECIVED SO MANY GIFTS I WHAA- " you again got cutted off but this time by your manager.
" Listen up, we have a busy schedule today and the next few days. And I know y/n its your birthday in a few days, we'll host a weverse live and all that— " " Will there be cake? "
" What? " " You heard me, will there be cake? "
If there was one way to describe you, its that you love your sweets very much. There are numerous compilations of just you eating and adoring sweets as your fans found your sweet tooth the most cutest thing ever.
" Y/n please tell me you're being serious right now— Some netizens are noticing you're putting on some weight. That's a risk to your image! " Your manager scolded you, leaving you and your band members to be silent for a bit.
Your bright smile quickly faded into a slight frown, you were about to say something but quickly closed your mouth.
The leader of your group stepped up and tried to break the tension, " Thank you manager-nim, let's talk a bit later since the members are tired from the fan meeting— I'll see you in the afternoon. "
Your leader bowed down, as the manager left, " Y/n, I know you're a bit upset but you need to know hes trying to look out for you. If they say you need to limit on the cake then you need too. "
You nodded, looking upset.
The leader sighed and looked at you, reaching for there wallet. " Lets buy some Babka, you said you were craving that right? " suddenly you wernt feeling sad, your eyes lightened up. You quickly nodded your head, the leader giggled at your expression and your band headed out of the building to buy foods and treats.
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That was your boyfriend for you, the one and only Xu minghao. The public doesn't know you two are dating besides mutual friends and members. Really you both didn't expect you'd be dating each other, your first meeting of each other was scuffed.
It was just when you newly debuted a year after seventeens debut, you were both at a music show award and they won their first award. You rarely knew these guys but you felt so happy for them.
Later after the awardings you saw the same band backstage, you wanting to be friendly approached them. " Hi! I'm y/n from (group name) , I just wanted to congratulate you guys for your first win! " the member who was closest to you looked a bit confused but just gave you a polite smile and a simple thank you, it was a bit awkward so one of the other members from seventeen came forward.
"Thank you y/n, oh I'm seungkwan! That was the8, hes a bit shy and he is still learning Korean and English so bare with him please... " you laughed it off and said it was fine.
After that it felt like the universe just wanted to make you go together at every award show at this point, it was like you couldn't escape them.
So naturally you both expected to always see each other during award shows and sometimes even variety shows. Some of your fans started to notice it and made a little fun inside joke which you all talked about with each other.
When one group is absent the other gets confused, usually after the show you'd be frantically texting each other bombarding everyone with "WHERE ARE YOU" texts. Because of these interactions your groups were very close behind the cameras, so its expected the whole fan base would be shocked to see a picture of you and minghao walking together, alone.
The company cleared it up by saying how it wasn't really them, obviously that didn't work... but the issue died down and no one really remembers it. Non the less after all of that you both still managed to have one of the most best relationships you both have.
But, telling the members the news of you guys dating sent them absolutely going bat shit crazy. After that some members slipped in a little joke or hint about you two, though the fans suprisingly didn't notice.
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Time skip — The day of your birthday.
The day has started and you open your weverse notifications and you were bombarded with happy birthday messages, all of your colleagues, members, friends, family all greeted you a happy birthday.
Your birthday live was canceled due to conflicting schedules and you not having the energy but you assured your fans about it saying how you'll do a live as quickly as possible.
Your birthday was great, it was still missing one key thing. Ofcourse the cake, you and your members had a little private party and your company strictly told your members to NOT give you any sweets or anything that might make you gain weight, all you could eat was stupid salads and like one cupcake.
What a killjoy.
You saw everyone else eating whatever they wanted, you envied how much some people didn't care about their weight. It made you feel sick over how people were just eating and stuffing their faces with all kinds of sweets, on your own fucking birthday.
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After your little party you went back to your dorm, you were surprised to see your door unlocked though.
You swore it was locked an hour ago, what if someone went in? Shit worse a fan went inside and maybe installed cameras inside?
Or left a creepy note with cameras! Your heart was beating while you slowly entered your dorm, closing and locking the door. You heard a metal sound, its sounds like something fell from the kitchen.
Scared, you grabbed a umbrella that was beside your door and held onto it tightly. You ran towards the kitchen and just started swinging the umbrella around trying to hit whoever or whatever was there.
You heard a thud and looked up, " Fuck— HAO? "
Minghao rubbed his head and looked down at you, " Happy birthday? " he had cake frosting all over his face and hands, and chocolate on his lips.
You dropped the umbrella " Oh baby I'm so sorry for hitting you oh my— you look fucking messy by the way." Minghao rolled his eyes at you.
" Thank you genius. "
Minghao pulled you in his arms and gave you a little peck on the cheek, " Now your face is covered in chocolate too. "
" Ew, the chocolate tastes good but ew... "
"Oh boo hoo, I know you're happy to see me. "
Yeah, he was right. Of course you're happy to see him. The only thing that could cheer you up after having a shitty day was your boyfriend.
Even if sometimes your schedules are packed for the week you still both secretly met up on breaks, hey what can I say your companies are close.
You peaked behind minghao and saw a glimpse of a beautiful wrapped box before he blocked your view again, " Aha, not now love. Later you'll see what I have prepared for you. "
"Come on, you love me right? Can't I have a little peak? " you cupped his cheeks in your hands, shaking his head a bit. " Nope, that doesn't work on me. Even if it's your birthday. "
" It will ruin the surprise ! "
Minghao convinced you to go into your living room and put on your favorite show to keep you distracted for a bit.
— After awhile Minghao covered your eyes and lead you back into the kitchen again.
" Happy birthday my dearest, y/n. "
Your kitchen was beautifully decorated, the balloons in your favorite color, the smell of the candle filling the room. The snacks on the counter, freshly made just for you and him.
And most importantly, the strawberry cake on the table.
Your reaction made Minghao giggle, " I'm assuming you like it baby? " you felt like you were about to tear up, " Hao, I love it so much, its better than the party my members did. "
" Im glad you like it, I'm sorry if I don't have much for your gifts but here. "
He gave you an envelope, labeled " To my dearest, y/n "
You opened it to see a letter. You quickly read the letter ;
" My dearest, y/n.
No matter how old you're turning today, I wish I'd spend all of my lives seeing you. I want to grow old with you and stay by your side, I want you to be my first and last, the person I'd marry and have my future with.
I know things haven't been the most easiest but I'm so glad you're still with me til this day. You have dealt with me for so long, you helped me when I was at my lowest. I wish to repay you back with every cent I have.
But if I cant repay you with money then I shall repay you with my life.
Happiest of birthdays to you my love. "
TAGLIST — @slytherinshua , @weird-bookworm , @woozvc , @bangantokchy , @mayashu , @mirxzii , @glosskirt , @amxlia-stars , @addicsvt , @isabellah29 , @hrts4hanniehae
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marveloustimestwo · 11 months
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Hi sweetie! Can I request something with Eddie and Venom with a latina reader? How they would react if the reader sees Venom for the first time and, at first, she just stares at him like 👁👄👁 but then she starts screaming in spanish?
I think it would be funny to see their reaction lol
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Hiya! Thanks for the request!
Warnings: Yandere themes, stalking, reader nearly gets robbed, we're talking about Venom, so murder and violence
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You had been talking to Eddie for about a month after Venom suddenly took an interest in you. You had never seen Venom before, only Eddie.
As much as Venom wanted to talk to you, Eddie knew that any normal person would freak out and run. So their original plan, as much as Venom hated waiting, was to ease you into it. To introduce you in a safe environment and not where you would feel like you're in danger.
But that went out the window one night on a late grocery run, some idiot decided to rob the store you were in. Waving a gun around and demanding everyone hand over their valuables.
Venom and Eddie's morals are already skewed enough. After knowing you, they'd already resorted to stalking you to keep you safe.
Before that, plenty of bad people had already met their end because of Venom. Eating one bad guy is nothing to them. Had it been a regular night, they would've eaten the guy anyway.
But now you're involved. This guy is actively threatening and stealing from you, so of course they're going to jump in and protect you.
In turn, they never really considered the fact that seeing Venom alone would make any normal person freak out, much less see them tear into a man.
After everything is done and Venom's still in control, they turn to you with a wide smile, teeth and all.
In Venom's head, they truly believe they look non-threatening. They're not trying to be threatening, never to you. They're just looking for praise.
So for you to stare at him for a second before screaming at him in Spanish is quite a shock. Venom quite literally flinches back.
And Eddie is just grimacing under the mask that is Venom. As soon as the guy was dead, he knew you weren't going to react well.
And neither of them knows Spanish, so they're even more confused and nervous.
Venom tries to calm you down and explain, waving their hands around and sputtering, but they quickly end up giving control back up to Eddie.
Seeing your friend come out of the thing you were just terrified of may or may not help, and may or may not lead to more yelling.
Eddie will try his best to calm you down. He doesn't like to see you scared or angry with them, and not being able to understand what you're saying only stresses him out more.
Once you aren't yelling at them anymore, he tries to explain everything in the least intimidating way possible. Whether or not you accept it all is up to you.
On another note, these two will try to learn Spanish in the future. They like how you sound while speaking it, and it will help them understand you when you yell at them in the future, which is often considering how much crap they get up to.
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ughgoaway · 6 months
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Dying to know what you would write for y/n’s first Mother’s Day with Matty and Annie
this is so so interesting to think about!!!!
so I think for the first mothers Day when you're with matty, nothing out of the ordinary happens. or nothing out of the ordinary happens to you anyway.
you ask matty a few days before how Annie feels about it, and he casually says, "Oh, she doesn't really mind. she knows it's coming, and to her, it's just another day!" So you treat it like that too.
you don't go out of your way to comment on it or make a big deal. You just get on with your day! the same cannot be said for matty...
he doesn't think Annie feels any way about it, seemingly like her normal bubbly self. But just as he's taking her to bed- she says something.
he feels strange the whole day. this is the first time he's had a girlfriend that annie knows about, and it's an actual serious relationship.
he knows it's way too soon, and you're not Annie's mum, but it kind of feels like you are?? and he's not sure how to feel.
"Did you have a good Mother's Day, Daddy?"
matty pauses and looks at Annie confused before slowly saying, "... yes, I did, sweetheart. why do you ask?"
"You were being weird around y/n allllllll day," Annie answers, organising her toys carefully as she speaks.
matty decided not to share this internal monologue with Annie and simply said, "Oh. I didn't mean to be. I'm just worried about you i think munchkin"
oh.
had he been? matty thought he'd been pretty normal, casual, and cool. but if Annie had noticed- he definitely had not been.
fuck he hope you didn't notice (you didn't, too distracted by trying a new banana bread recipe lol)
"Why?" Annie said with a scrunched up face, matty had to stifle a laugh at her confused face.
"I know it must be hard on days like this because your mummy isn't in our lives. I just want to make sure my best girl is okay. " matty strokes Annie's head as she lies down to sleep.
"I'm fine, Daddy." she says nonchalantly, "Plus, y/n is like my mummy now anyway, so maybe next year we can all have fun"
with that, she drifts off, leaving matty in stunned silence. he truly is just 👁👄👁 for 10 minutes.
he doesn't mention it to you, but he does think about it INTENSELY.
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now cut to a few years later, you and matty are going strong (perhaps even engaged...) and it's rolling up to mothers Day again.
and this year- you both feel odd.
you really had become Annie's mum. you sent out family cards from the 3 of you, you go to her parent's evenings (when you can slip away from doing them yourself lol) and you have lived with them for a while.
you do everything for Annie and love her endlessly. She feels like your own child.
matty stirs awake and sees you lying there, voice heavy with sleep he asks, "Are you alright, baby? why are you awake?"
so you bring it up to matty.
One night, you're lying in bed awake, and it's far too late, but you're just staring at the ceiling.
in your sleep deprived state, you don't hesitate to get straight to the point, "Am I Annie's mum?"
Well... that was NOT what matty was expecting to hear. this wasn't a topic he thought he'd be tackling at 3am on a Wednesday but, fuck it! here he goes.
"...what brought this up, babe?" matty asks tentatively, pulling you into his chest. you rest your head on him and sigh heavily before speaking.
"Um... I think that really depends on how you and annie feel. from my perspective? yes?" matty sounds unsure as he speaks, feeling like he's walking on egg shells
"I don't wanna scare you or anything, but you are practically her mum." matty pauses for a reply, but you stay silent, the only audible noise being your joint breathing.
"I don't know, with mothers Day coming up, it's just been on my mind. I feel like a mother, I act like a mother, and I do everything a mother does. but am I a mum? I didn't give birth to her, and I wasn't here from the start, so it feels selfish to call myself one and-"
matty shushes you and cuts off your rant before it goes too far, "its not selfish, sweetheart - it's realistic." matty pauses and takes a breath before continuing.
"If it helps, Annie said you were already her mum that very first mothers Day you spent with us. so I wouldn't think too deeply about it. " he shrugs as he speaks and turns the bedside lamp off.
matty had assumed this would calm you - it did not.
"Don't worry about it, babe. I'll do it," matty says, bringing you back down and wrapping the duvet around the two of you.
"WHAT." You pull up and look at matty wide-eyed, leaning over him and flicking the light back on
he looks back confused, and you really have to take a moment to realise hes not being intentionally dumb.
"Why did you only just decide to tell me this??? it's been years, Matthew!!! oh god, this changes everything. I have to talk to her about it. fucking hell-"
"really?"
so he did! it was the day before mothers Day, and you were out shopping with charli. she needed a new dress for a fancy date george was talking her on, and you were more than happy to help!
"of course"
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Annie was peacefully sat on the sofa watching high school musical 2 with mayhem. He was peacefully snoring in her lap as she sang along to fabulous (the best hsm movie and the best song, btw)
"So... Annie, how are you..."
fuck. Why would he ask that?? what a shit way to start.
Annie pauses and looks at matty weirdly before responding, "okay i think?"
"Good, good... can we talk?"
"Do you want to do anything for mothers Day this year? for y/n, i mean. not me or anything. that would be weird." matty stops himself going off on a tangent and coughs awkwardly and waits for a response.
Annie pauses the movie and nods tentatively, matty sits next to her and can't help but jump straight in.
his nerves were ruining any chance at a coherent thought.
5 seconds feels like 5 hours, but he couldn't be more relieved when she excitedly says, "Yes!!! oh, please, can we!?! I want to get her flowers and chocolates!!"
matty sighs a breath of relief and nods. He grabs his keys and says, "Definitely. let's go to tesco then, cmon!"
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the next morning, matty is up early... suspiciously early.
you wake up to whispered voices and hear a tray clanging slightly,
annie and matty saying "surprise!!" wakes you up fully, and you are shocked to see them with a tray of pancakes, coffee, and a bouquet of flowers.
immediately you tear up, but you have to ask to make sure you're not misinterpreting this.
"Oh wow! what's all this???" You say sitting up as matty puts the tray next to you on the bed.
"Happy mothers Day!!!" squeals Annie excitedly, "Dad said I was finally allowed to give you presents today!" she smiles big as she finishes, almost looks anxious awaiting your response.
tears start rolling down your cheeks, and you pull Annie in, squeezing her so tight she loses all the air in her lungs.
"Oh, Annie. thank you so so much. I love you, sweetheart." You pull back and wipe your tears, and Annie can't look happier, gummy smile and bright eyes staring back at you.
shyly, she says, "You're welcome. i love you too"
"You want to share my pancakes, sweet girl?" You ask, already cutting it up for the two of you.
"yes!!!" Annie says bouncing on the bed.
matty might as well not be there, but that is honestly exactly how he wanted to feel.
you don't need him. you're Annie's parent now too.
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chapel-of-rizztual · 10 months
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THE PIC YOU POSTED RECENTLY MADE ME GO 👁👄👁
That’s the reason I want to request messy Mountrain if it suits 👉🏻👈🏻
How messy is too messy??? Because this is -uh- yep.
Anyway it’s piss babeyyyy
Mountain had Rain pinned against the wall as soon as they got off stage. Rain laughed him, knowing this was coming, he could feel Mountain’s eyes on him the entire show. 
“What do you want, Mount?” He knew exactly what he wanted. But he wanted to hear Mountain say it.
Mountain squeaks, ducking his head down to bury his head into Rain’s neck. 
“You know what I want.” 
“Hmmm, I do. But I want to hear you say it.” Rain hums, running a hand through Mountain’s hair. 
Mountain whines, looking down at Rain shyly. 
“I want- I need you to make me yours.” He takes a deep breath. “Need you to mark your territory.” 
Rain runs at Mountain’s jaw, running his thumb along his bottom lip. 
“Yeah? You want that right here? Right in this hallway where everyone can see? Where everyone can see what a disgusting whore you are?”  
Mountain gasps, feeling his knees so weak at Rain’s words. If Rain would let him he would. He would drop to his knees right here, in this hallway, and let Rain mark his territory right in front of everyone. 
Rain laughs at him again. 
“You’d actually let me, wouldn’t you? Are you that desperate you can’t wait for us to get to the hotel?” 
Mountain shakes his head, parting his lips for Rain to push his thumb into his mouth. Rain pulls his head back by his hair, making the earth ghoul gasp loudly. 
“Go to the dressing room. Take all your clothes off and Wait for me there.” 
Mountain scurry’s off before Rain can even fully register he’s gone. He huffs a laugh watching Mountain trip over his own feet in his haste to get to the dressing room. Rain waits a few minutes before following. 
In the dressing room, Mountain is stood in the middle of the room completely naked, cock hanging hard and heavy between his legs. 
“Kneel for me.” 
Mountain drops to his knees. 
“Good boy.” 
Mountain’s cock kicks against his belly and he whines, high pitched and needy. 
“Need it so badly, don’t you, darling?” 
Mountain nods, looking up at Rain with puppy eyes. 
“Yes, daddy.” 
Rain cock twitched against his will, he grits his teeth desperately hoping he doesn’t pop a boner. He shimmies he jeans down just enough to pull his cock out. He grabs hold of his cock, it’s more then half now, and aims at Mountain’s chest. 
“Push your chest out for me, darling.” 
Mountain does as he’s told, pushing his chest out, looking up at Rain. He takes a small breath. 
There’s a small moment when Rain questions of this is something he’ll be able to go through with. They’ve never done this before outside of a shower, never mind in a semi public setting. But in the end, his bladder screaming at him and the way Mountain is looking at him with so much trust in his eyes, wins. 
The first few drops of Piss leak from his cock and drip onto Mountain’s thighs, before his stream starts fully. He watches as piss is splattered across Mountain’s chest and the earth ghoul lets out a moan, pushing his chest out more into the warm steam. 
Rain sighs feeling the pressure in his belly slowly disappear, watching as his piss flows downs Mountain’s body, pooling between his thighs and runs down onto the carpet below him. 
Mountain rolls his head back with a sigh, his shoulder sagging, just as Rain feels his steam coming to an end. He takes to opportunity to aim up a little, letting the last of his stream hit and splatter against Mountain’s cheek. 
Mountain gasps, his head snapping back up to look Rain dead in the eyes. 
“I’m-I'm gunna cum.” He sounds just a breathless as Rain feels. 
Rain looks down to find that Mountain is completely serious, his cock is red and fully hard, standing up against his belly, precum pearling at the tip and running down the shaft. 
“Yeah? You’re that close already just from me pissing on you?” 
Mountain nods, and Rain watches as his fists clench. 
“Please?” There’s beads of piss dripping from his chin. “Please can I cum, daddy?” 
He sounds and looks so desperate that Rain considers being mean and making him wait, making him get in the van like this, covered in piss for everyone to see. 
“Satan, you’re fucking disgusting. So filthy, aren’t you?” 
Mountain shifts on his knees, whining, his cock kicking against his belly. 
“Go on then. But be quick, if you’re not finished by the time the van gets here I’ll make you get on as you are, covered in piss and so desperate to cum.” 
Mountain shudders at the thought, his breath catching in his throat as he wraps a hand around his cock. He leans forward, resting his forehead against Rain’s leg. Rain tries to pull him to his feet, but Mountain whines, wrapping his arms around Rain’s legs, rolling his hips into his shin. 
“Oh, is this what you wanted, huh? Wanted to hump my leg like a dog?” There’s piss seeping into Rain’s jeans now, but he couldn’t care less about that. Not with the way Mountain is looking up at him hungrily, eagerly pushing his cock against his shin. 
The blush on Mountain’s cheeks deepens and he nods his head against Rains thigh. Rain runs a hand thought Mountain’s hair, grabbing a fistful and pulling his head back. 
“So desperate, aren’t you? So needy for it.” Rain pushes his thumb into Mountain’s mouth, watching as his cheeks hollow around the digit, eyes fluttering closed. 
“Be a good boy and cum for me.” Rain pulls his leg away from Mountain, making the earth ghoul whine, his hips trying to follow. “Cum on yourself. Make yourself even more messy then you already are.” 
Mountain does as Rain says without protest,  fisting a hand over his cock so fast it’s a blur. 
“I’m- I'm so close, daddy- please-I’m-oh.” 
Rain pulls at his hair harder, making Mountain moan and bite his lip. 
“Cum for me. That’s it, good boy.” 
Mountain cums hard across his belly and chest, cum streaking across himself and mixing with the piss. He pants his way though his orgasm, eyes screwed shit, mouth dropped open in a silent scream. His shoulders sag as he comes down from his high, leaning forward to rest his head against Rain’s thigh once again. 
Rain eases his grip on Mountain’s hair, gently runs his fingers though, untangling some of the knots. Mountain looks up at him with a dopey smile on his face. 
Wanna join me in the shower?” He eyes Rain with a glint in his eye. “I’ll help you with that?” His gazes drops to where Rain is very obviously hard in his jeans. 
Rain hums, looking down at him with an evil grin on his face. 
“Or maybe.” He pulls Mountain’s head back hardly by his hair again. “You can help me now.” 
Mountain gasps, then whines, his mouth dripping open once again. 
Rain smiles down at him, using one hand to unbuckle his jeans, keeping the other firmly in Mountain’s hair. 
“Good boy.” 
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👁 Everyone is Staring at Yuu | First Years
>> requested: yes, an anon >> a/n: none
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>> masterlist: ramshackle (misc.) >> summary: on an outing with the first years, you notice more than a few eyes watching you >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): none
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"Dude..." Ace whispered to Deuce. "Everyone's looking at us really weirdly."
"Watcha lookin' at, huh?!" Epel sneered, sizing up a Octavinelle student.
"U-uh, nothing! Not you, of course!" They said in a rush. "Not that you're not worth looking at just uh-"
"Really now?" Epel seethed.
"Epel, let it go," Jack said, sighing. "C'mon."
"It is highly unprofessional of you to start a fight with another student!" Sebek yelled over at Epel.
"I'll show you professional when I shove my foot up your as-"
"Epel!" Jack pulled back the boy by his collar. "Sebek, disregard him."
The Diasomnia student scoffed. "Such a small threat wouldn't phase me. I am Waka-sama's personal guard, after all."
"I don't think they're looking at us..." Deuce whispered back, looking at the students staring.
In the middle of the group was Yuu, with Grim perched on their shoulder. The prefect was chewing on some jerky that they had on them, occasionally giving a piece to Grim.
"...I think they're looking at Yuu." Deuce completed his sentence.
"Woah, you're actually being smart for once?!" Ace exclaimed on an intentionally loud volume.
"It's not like you're much better, Ace." Yuu smirked, handing Grim a piece of jerky. "You're an idiot. But you're one of my idiots, so don't worry, heh."
Ace blushed a little before turning around and huffing. "Where are we going anyway?"
"I would like to know that as well! I can not slack off on my duty to protect Waka-sama! I should be back soon!" Sebek agreed.
"Oh just down to Sam's! I need some stuff and I've been saving tokens for weeks." Yuu replied. "And why do I feel so many eyes on me? Like this is creepy."
Grim looked up from his piece of jerky around at the people Yuu seemed to be talking about. "I dunno... Hey! Why are you starin' at us?!"
"U-uh... Nothing, nevermind." The called-out student stammered.
"It's alright, don't mind Grim." Yuu motioned for the student to come over with their hands. "C'mon."
Nervously, the student shuffled their way over to Yuu and the other first-years.
"Well?"
"Uhm... see... you're ...aquaintances? I don't know if that's the right word... but you seem to be familiar with the dorm head of both Savanahclaw and Diasomnia," They said, staring at the floor. "And no one's really ever talked with either so much as once, so you're kind of a... celebrity, I suppose."
"Me, a celebrity? Hah!" Yuu laughed. "I mean it is true that I'm friends with Leona and Tsunotarou, but surely more than I have talked to them."
"I wouldn't be too sure, Yuu." Jack nudged them.
"Yeah... the Diasomnia dormleader is kind of... scary."
"How dare you call Waka-sama scary!" Sebek yelled.
"Sebek, calm down. I don't think Tsunotarou minds." Yuu sighs. "You can go now."
"A-ah, alright!" The student scrurried off.
"So... you're a celebrity now, huh?" Ace teased, rubbing Yuu's with his fist.
"Don't forget about me, the Great Grim! That's my henchman!" Grim puffed his chest. "So if they're a celebrity, I am too!"
"Ace... I don't think I'm a celebrity," Yuu sighed. "Although I suppose it would be nice..."
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nah cause trying to kill each other the entire night without alerting everyone else, especially the Harbingers............
almost being caught but the Tsaritsa covers for you and they just shrug and assume your one of them. but she only covers you bc you've piqued her interest, and if anyone is going to kill you it's going to be her.
still doesn't stop some nosy nobles from trying to knock you down a peg. it's kinda hard to miss the Tsaritsa, masquerade or not, and it's harder to miss the leech clinging to her arm the entire time.
their trying to get on her 'good' side but you keep bullying them and making the Tsaritsa laugh and it's not fair >:(
meanwhile your having the time of your life thoroughly ruining every stuck up noble that pops into view and getting away with it bc the Tsaritsa thinks it's funny watching them fume and not be able to do a damn thing, bc your obviously in good favor with her..while completely oblivious to the fact you've both tried to kill each other five times during the entire conversation.
but also maybe an agent gets a lil too suspicious so when you slip out to the balcony they take their chance. except the moment they put their hands on you, their tossed clear across the balcony and through the railing.
the Tsaritsa's expression has been mostly subdued the entire time but she looks pissed. like full on snarl with her big ol teef....yknow :)
which. okay like that was hot but did you just kill your own agent.........
meanwhile the Harbingers are just ????????? excuse me
she does not acknowledge it. just drags you back inside and doesn't let you leave her sight for 0.2 seconds. she also doesn't acknowledge that she feels disappointed when you disappear after the masquerade is over.
it'd be a shame if you showed up again afterwards... 👁👁
THIS GOT TOO LONG UM. anyway pretty tall evil women am i right :) - eros
HASHDFLASDFJSADFSADFASF OSAGHASLFJSLCMSALGHALFSDJCSAASDKFJA EROSSSS OH MY GOODFSADFSDF YKNOW WHAT FUCK YOU EAT YOUR TSARITSA FOOD I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT
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Tsaritsa x reader
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notes: FUCK this got long i really cannot help myself when it comes to the tsaritsa. i twisted the brainrot a lot idk how it happened don't ask
warnings: violence, blood, slight gore, not sagau, reader wants to murder the Tsaritsa and is not ashamed
The mask clung onto your skin, as well as your fake smile. You kept your steps steady and balanced, despite the weight on your thighs and in your shoes.
Tonight was the night the Tsaritsa would die.
You were silent, eerily so in the loud ballroom. The clacking of shoes and cacophony of voices making it impossible to hear the little noise you were making.
You grabbed a stranger's hand, held onto a random drink, twirled around with them for a moment and moved on. You were floating in the ballroom, every step firm and quiet, every breath even and soft.
It was little things, but they made all the difference when you were less than six feet away from her eminence. When even she didn't catch your form approaching. Her back was not exposed the whole night, but in their happy stupor the harbingers had lured her away from her illustrious throne.
You approached her back, your eyes cast aside somewhere else, your head turned to stare at one of the grand decoration. Your shoes - stuffy and filled with emergency explosives - caught onto the train of Her Majesty's dress and you fell right onto her, your glass dropping out of your hands and shattering on the floor.
She, in all her glory, didn't even stumble. Her veil covered her expression but you saw her head turn.
The noise that so effectively covered any noise was gone. The ballroom was deathly quiet.
As soon as your eyes made contact with her veil you started to wail. Tears leaking out of your eyes before anyone could even blink. You bowed lowly, sputtering apologies, and cradling your hand that was now sputtering out blood.
Your shoes slipped on the liquid on the floor pathetically, and you're not sure what possessed the Tsaritsa, but she grabbed you by your upper arms and helped you regain your bearrings.
The glare of the harbingers was so fucking satisfying but you kept up your frightened façade, your body shaking uncontrollably.
Remember why you're here. The memories resurfaced and it wasn't hard to pretend anymore. The tears from those nights resurfaced and you sobbed uncontrollably just like the kid you used to be.
Her hands on you felt dirty, even through her gloves. She didn't remove her hands from you, instead grabbing your injured hand. There wasn't an ounce of care in her touch, even through the gloves you could feel the biting cold of her fingers.
You sniffled as she walked away from you. And then your jaw dropped as looked back at you.
You stumbled to catch up, an embarrasingly pathetic display.
This was not part of any of your plans. You had hundreds, preparing for this day for years and daydreaming about it for even longer.
But in none of them had you ever entertained the thought of the Tsaritsa willingly leading you into a room alone.
None of the harbingers followed, even though they stared at you like the invader you are, they didn't do anything to stop the Tsaritsa.
Not to mention how frankly stupid this was. You knew your helpless display was supposed to have an effect similar to this, but the Tsaritsa isn't stupid. The bounty on her head is more money than anyone could even dream of, and the emotional satisfaction you'd get from her blood all over the ballroom floor was greater than monetary value. It was enough for you to willingly put your head on the line. She was accustomed to assassins and idiots like you, so why was she acting like this?
You bumped into her, a flurry of apologies spilling out of your mouth.
She held her hand up and you shut your mouth. She opened up the door in front of you two and motioned for you to enter.
You sucked in an apprehensive breath, There's no denying the Tsaritsa, and you stepped straight into your doom.
The room was small compared to the ballroom, but the ceiling was tall as well as the doorway to accommodate their queen. You didn't get much time to inspect it as said ruler ordered you to sit on a nearby seat. You did so with no complaints and the Tsaritsa kneeled in front of you. Your jaw dropped, eyes bulging out of your sockets as she grabbed your hand without warning.
It was still bleeding profusely, and with all the adrenaline from being in the Tsaritsa's presence you didn't even notice the glass shards still stuck in your skin.
The Tsaritsa used her teeth - correction: fangs - to tug off her glove. Her hand was large and slender, her nails nearly claws.
Your heart dropped to your stomach, thudding loudly throughout your system. A shiver crawled up your spine at the sight of her fangs, your hand that she was holding onto locked up. You unconsciously attempted to pull away but her grip increased causing a low whine to itch at the back of your throat.
She used her nails to get the glass out, and once she was done she ran her finger over your palm.
You yelped, "Cold!"
You swore you heard the breath of a laugh escape her, but she didn't acknowledge it and you chose not to as well.
Meanwhile the skin on your hand sealed up cleanly, leaving nothing but smeared blood on your palm.
That's when your sensed kicked back into gear. This is chess, and the key to winning was right in front of you.
You leaned down, faking a pained expression, "S-sorry this getup is really stuffy..." She didn't move, her hand remaining on your once injured one until it was fully healed.
When you felt her grip loosen you held on tighter, grabbing her wrist and pulling you towards her.
Your finger tugged on the trigger to activate the explosive but her gloved hand grabbed your arm and nearly tore it clean off.
You brought your leg up to kick her square in the jaw. She dodged with ease, her non-gloved hand grabbed the back of your neck and flung you across the room. Your back slammed against the wall and you let yourself go limp.
Her heels clacked against the floor, like a clock counting the seconds to your last breath. She stopped in front of you, you kept your head tilted forward, allowing a few more tears to fall from your eyes.
She kneeled down and tugged your hair back, forcing your enraged eyes to meet hers.
You plunged your knife into her neck, but she moved a bit out of the way. Still, blood poured out of her neck.
Golden blood.
She grinned her fingers coming up to feel the liquid, smearing it on her hand.
Her fangs flashed, they were deadly sharp.
KILL THE QUEEN!
You charged head first in again, your knife ready to plunge into her neck once more. She hit the floor with a thud, her body lax and not struggling, an almost dreamy smile on her lips, her veil had fallen above her head revealing her eyes...
Your entire body froze. Not in fear nor from the cold, no the adrenaline running through your veins was enough to drive the blade straight through her neck.
So why weren't you?
Your orbs, wide and wild, stared directly into her calm and piercing ones. They were a light blue... sort of. They were more like opal gemstones, reflecting every color in the cold ice that has frozen them over. There were so many colors deep within her orbs, you're sure you could study them for a century and still not have them memorized.
"I haven't seen my own blood in a long time, much less in a golden hue." The Tsaritsa was relaxed, even with the blade right above her throat, her eyes were hypnotizing.
She placed her pointer finger - ungloved - on the tip of the blade and pushed it away.
Your body didn't struggle, but you could feel your face twisting in anger and frustration. She sat up, slowly, leering down at you. She took the veil completely off and set it aside.
"You do know what's happening to you, right?" She grabbed the blade from your hands with no struggle.
You growled, "You..."
She grinned, for someone so expressionless during the party, the way her lips curled made your blood curdle.
She put her clawed pointer finger on your nose, "My eyes hold the power of love, and that is to make whoever looks at them to do whatever I please." Her smile was damning, burning itself into your brain as another reminder of this damn woman, "So, in short, you never stood a chance."
"You fucking-" Your tongue went numb, and if looks could kill you'd be walking away from the palace with enough money to buy another Zapolyarny palace.
"Such awful language, not even going to beg for mercy?" She pouted, but her eyes - despite the complexity - remained perfectly protected behind ice. Nothing slipped past her secure barricades.
You regained feeling in your tongue, "I'd rather die." You spat.
She hummed, "Well, too bad I find that utterly boring. Stand up." She commanded and your body obeyed without another thought. She stood up after you, her looking down at you was a million times worse with her veil off, "You wanted to kill me, I'll give you until the end of the night to succeed."
"Wait- I don't agree to th-!"
"You're in no place to be asking for things." She put her large hand on your head, forcing your head to tilt up to look at her eyes, "If you refuse to kill me all bets are off. I'll give you to my harbingers to handle, and trust me they're not as merciful as me." Her grin was hollow.
You glared, "Fuck you."
"There'll be no room for that out no the dancefloor. Now," She swiped a hand over her wound and all traces of what you'd done were gone. She grabbed your hand, "Let's go."
*~
You didn't have a choice in the matter. The Tsaritsa had fixed herself and you up, and led you back to the ballroom.
The stares you got were invigorating, all pairs of eyes on the imposing aura of the Tsaritsa and then traveling to you. They were confused as to why you were hanging off of her arm.
Honestly you didn't know yourself but you weren't passing up this opportunity to tear apart the Zapolyarny palace from the inside. Not like you could leave but might as well pretend you had some autonomy in this situation.
Though it didn't take long to be thoroughly sick of the night. You were already disoriented from your first assassination attempt, and once the nobles started approaching the Tsaritsa and talking to her you felt your insides turn.
"Your glory precedes you and your wonderful deeds are ones that have been spread throughout the land thanks to my help." They'd say shit like that, and it pissed you off.
At least the Tsaritsa wasn't pretending she wasn't a piece of shit, but these guys were making her seem like a saint. She. Isn't.
"Your eminence, I must commend you on your conquest of the other archons and rebellious individuals in Snezhnaya. Organizations like that will merely tear down all of your hard work."
"Yeah mass genocide is tiring." You said, melting further the Tsaritsa's side so if the noble made a move you could use her as a shield, "Rebellions are so awful too not like that's how Mondstadt liberated themselves from an oppressive ruler. Oh, but it's bad when it happens here."
"You-" Their eyes darted from you to the Tsaritsa back and forth over and over, "You dare sully the Tsaritsa's good name and Snezhnaya? In front of her and in the Zapolyarny palace no less?" He screamed, catching quite a few more eyes.
You suppose this is what going out with a bang meant.
You grinned, "Yes."
"Why you-!" He reached for you, red in the face from rage and the embarrassment.
It wasn't a second later his hand was cut clean off. The Tsaritsa remained mostly motionless, save for the blood on the hand that wasn't occupied with you.
A scream ripped from his throat, and yet the only reaction was one of the harbingers dragging him off.
"What the fuck..." You whispered.
"Are you alright? He didn't touch you right?" There was a mocking lilt in her voice.
You huffed, glaring up at her, "No."
Another attendant had given her cloth she could wash her hand with.
"Good." She pat your head once her hand was clean.
The lingering stench of blood didn't bother you.
Oddly enough there were still nobles willing to approach the Tsaritsa, even with you blabbering away at her side.
You already tried to assassinate her, she could kill you at any time with little more than a "they were annoying" to write off your death. You might as well cause a little ruckus while you were here. This might be your last night.
"Your holiness," An entrepreneur bowed, his expensive outfit making all sorts of noise as he moved, "Thanks to your help of eradicating those annoying vermin, our operations can go smoothly. The production of precious gemstone jewelry is booming, and we don't have to travel all the way to Liyue as much anymore."
It was a way to brag and advertise his business and his supposed "connection" to the Tsaritsa by loudly exclaiming all of this. You could already see the jealous gazes (that had also been fixed on you) sweeping over to this guy.
Your gaze darkened, "Eradicating vermin that were doing more good than you are right now?"
The guy jumped, clearly not expecting you to actually talk.
He glared, "What is that supposed to mean? Surely you're not defending those wastes of spaces?"
"And who are you to decide who's a waste of space or not?" You matched his glare, "If it were up to me everyone in here is stealing precious oxygen, but I'm not pretentious enough to actually think that."
He huffed, glancing up at the Tsaritsa, expecting her to shut your foul mouth. But instead there was an amused smile on her lips.
The man pursed his lips, clearly annoyed but not willing to step on the Tsaritsa's toes, "Then I hope you enjoy it in the Zapolyarny palace, where everyone thinks the same of you."
That's if I survive past tonight. You didn't say it aloud, and the man walked away in a fuss.
"You're quite amusing." The Tsaritsa chuckled, her baritone voice and quite tone making her hard to hear with the bustling crowd and music, "I haven't seen this much action at a party since Tartaglia was first announced a harbinger."
You hummed, not really caring.
The Tsaritsa muttered, "Everyone is expecting you to ask me to dance."
"What!" You exclaimed a bit too loudly, a few eyes flickering over to your masked face before turning away.
Her smile widened, "You've been the only one brave enough to talk so brazenly right in front of me, they're wondering if we're going to dance."
"..." You furrowed your brows, "Are you trying to get me to ask you to dance?"
She grinned, "I don't know, are you going to ask me?"
You glared up at her, and you couldn't see her eyes through her veil. You felt cursed to know what secret was under her veil.
You huffed, standing in front of her. With a damn near wicked grin, you bowed and held your hand out, "Would you like to dance with me?"
You gave her no honorifics, an evil smile, and a knife ready in your sleeve.
She took your hand, despite seeing all the red flags, and walked straight into the fire pit with you.
Although when you're the goddess of ice, you suppose fire can't hurt you much anyways.
The Tsaritsa realized all too quickly that you weren't the best at dancing. She giggled while offering you to step on her shoes.
You declined at first, for your pride... but you quickly realized that constantly tripping was a lot more embarrassing than stepping on her toes.
So, begrudgingly, you did so.
She led the dance gracefully, and everyone made room for the two of you.
It was the perfect crime scene. It'd be beautiful and bloody.
Your hand placed on her waist was perfect, the knife slipped from your sleeve and-
She grabbed your wrist in a death grip, but you didn't let go of the weapon.
She grinned and slid it back into your sleeve with her finger, "You're going to have to try harder than that."
You huffed, her claws had left tiny cuts on your wrist, just barely pouring out a few droplets of blood.
Tripping the Tsaritsa was also a fruitless endeavor. You had tried and only ended up almost falling yourself, though she had framed it as intentional as she had caught you.
You were sweating from all the dancing, as well as the multiple attempts of seeing more of her ichor. To see those eyes with no power behind them.
The Tsaritsa giggled at your face, letting go of your hand to touch your forehead. The flicker of coolness from her glove was a relief, though it wasn't much.
"Should we go to the balcony to cool you down?" She teased, the emotion in her tone made you sneer uncomfortably.
"...sure..." You muttered, keeping your eyes trained suspiciously on her.
She slowed to a stop, "Well you'll have to get off my feet first," She chuckled.
You blinked and stepped off, though she didn't release your hand. Instead she led you to the balcony, her dress billowing behind her elegantly.
You grit your teeth at how pristine she looked. You'd given your whole life away to see her dead, and here you were, right next to her. Both of you still breathing.
The door shut behind the both of you, leaving the two of you completely isolated. The cold air on the balcony was refreshing, less so with the Tsaritsa's large hand holding onto your own but it wasn't like you could just shake her off.
No, you came here to kill the queen. And you'd do it no matter what, even if it ended with you gone too. You'd be at peace.
But there was no peace in the blizzard, and you were a prisoner of the Snezhnayan snow.
The Tsaritsa stood behind you, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up as you turned to look at her. Before you could crane your neck up to look at her, she placed her bare hand on your forehead.
"You're cooling down."
You shivered, "That's because you're freezing."
She placed her other gloved hand on your neck, there wasn't any murderous intent behind it - more of a warning.
"It doesn't seem the cold bothers you much, if you were willing to come here and try to kill the Tsaritsa herself." Her fingers slightly increased their grip.
Your heart rate spiked uncomfortably, "It was out of necessity."
"It was necessary for you to kill me, hm?" You could hear the smile in her voice.
Your fists clenched. "Yes."
She hummed, amused, "I've heard that many times, sometimes when you're told something over and over again you start to believe it."
"So will you roll over and let me kill you?"
She tilted your head back, grinning down at you. Just barely you could see a twinkle of her eyes, "I'm afraid I'm not there yet. Though if you were to beg me I might think about it."
You paused.
She laughed out loud, genuine and surprised, "You're not actually considering it are you?"
"I did say it was necessary for me to kill you." You shrugged, "Any means necessary. Plus you'd be the only one to see and you'd be dead."
She hummed, "You're determined, I'll give you that. Maybe a bit too much for such a pretty face."
You narrowed your eyes, "Your flattery is meaningless to me."
"I'm aware, but it's not meaningless to me." Her smile softened.
You grimaced, "What is that supposed to mean?"
She moved some hair out of your face. She answered with an enigmatic smile, and leaned into your ear.
"I know why you want me dead," She whispered, you could feel her smile against the shell of your ear.
"You..." Your words fell flat as did all reasoning in your head.
She pulled back, and you could see her beautiful eyes from under her veil.
Anger pooled through your veins, melting your veins frozen over from the cold.
You turned quickly, tugging on whatever you could grab on her and shoving your knife directly in front of you.
There was no strategy, no rhyme or reason. This was the worst plan you had and that was to recklessly stab at her, with tears streaming down your face.
Sadly, she had covered the knife with her hand, but it had still gone through her hand and golden ichor was leaking out the sides.
She grabbed your hair with her unoccupied hand, tugging at it painfully. You didn't let go of the knife until the pain grew too powerful. With both of your hands now free, you grabbed the front of her shirt and tugged her towards you. With that you grabbed her neck and used the vision you had desperately ignored for the first time in years.
She choked, the ice crawling across her body.
The both of you lost your balance, falling onto the floor with the Tsaritsa on top of you.
She held herself up with one hand, the other still had your knife through it.
You reached your foot up and tried to kick her away, but it didn't phase her a bit. You used your hands to punch her and scratch her until there was golden streaks across her shoulders and cryo flecks all across her body, turning her skin black.
Tears were still streaming down your face. She wasn't fighting back. You were hopeless.
You sniffled pathetically, but still gave it your all.
"Using my own element against me? You're quite bold."
"Y-you need to die." You gritted out, "Why don't you get it, why won't you kill me? I want you dead!" You screeched.
There was a smile on her face, almost ethereal. You could see her eyes, you were staring directly at them. They were so pretty. They'd look even prettier without any life in them.
"I hate you," You sneered, "I hate you, I hate you."
She grinned, "Good."
However her grin was wiped right off her face all too soon as you felt a pinch in your neck.
You blacked out before you could see the carnage.
*~
You woke up feeling like you had just slept for a decade. Your entire body felt like it was made of lead and you just wanted to go back to sleep.
Then you felt your bed moving.
You gasped, bolting up. You groaned grabbing your head and a sore spot on your neck where you had probably slept funny.
You heard a groan from below you, you looked down to see the Tsaritsa.
"What the fuck!" You screeched, practically falling off the bed with a bang.
The Tsaritsa leaned over the side of the oversized bed hastily, "Are you okay?"
You sat up, "What happened?" You glared up at the Tsaritsa and she calmed down a bit.
"Good to know you're alright and still glaring." She put her clawed pointer finger in between your eyebrows, "Calm down, you're going to get wrinkles."
"Tell me what happened." You gritted your teeth.
"You tried to kill me multiple times, one of my attendants saw and heard, they darted you. It wasn't lethal but it had you out cold for days." She said. She wasn't wearing her veil so her eyes were on full display. They were wide and guarded, "Needless to say, you won't be seeing him ever again."
"What? Why?" You slowly stood up and the Tsaritsa helped you (while you grimaced).
"They tried to hurt you." She said simply.
You laughed in disbelief, "And I tried to kill you. Their actions were justified."
"Like I said, I know why you want me dead." She ran her fingers through your hair delicately, and you sneered at the touch, "And you're too interesting to be dead. If I had wanted you dead you'd have been gone as soon as I saw you enter the Zapolyarny Palace."
"..." You stared into space silently, until finally a dreaded question crawled its way out of your throat. You attempted to push it down to no avail until finally you were spewing out your thoughts, "Why did I live?"
She was silent for a few moments. She sighed, "Because you were too much like me. I've seen so many hopeless faces, you were hopeless and alone. Everyone you knew was dead, and yet you still didn't run. You wanted to survive. You wanted me dead." She laughed, "That's how you got that vision right there isn't it?" Your eyes snapped over to your vision on the side table, "Your ambition to live another day and to kill me. That thing is the reason you got away, and it's the reason I didn't follow you. Because if I had died in the snow alone all those years ago..." She didn't finish her thought. She grabbed the vision and tossed it over to you.
You caught it and frowned down at it.
"You hate that thing don't you?"
"With all of my being."
She chuckled, "I didn't expect anything else. Well, I'm not the one who decides who gets the vision of cryo. That is all you shall know about that. So you can stop cursing my name and start cursing the cruel hands of Celestia."
"Celestia..." Your eyes drifted over to hers, "You're starting a war with the stars aren't you?"
She snickered, "They're getting what's coming to them. You feel the same way about me as I do with Celestia. Sadly I can't let you kill me until my business with them is finished. Then maybe I'll let you get a few more stabs in."
You snorted, mildly amused, "Thanks I guess. Wait, is this a plot to recruit me to your Fatui organization? Gotta take down Celestia before I can get to you?"
"I mean, I'd quite enjoy your company but I won't force you to join the Fatui." Her hands delicately came up under your chin, "Having you around is enough."
You sneered, "You're a real charmer."
"I like to think I'm efficient, especially as the goddess of 'love'."
You hummed, "It's a deal then. I'll stick around until the fall of Celestia and then I'll be the murderer of the Tsaritsa."
She grinned, fangs poking out of her lips. She leaned in menacingly, "Deal. Just make sure you don't die in the Zapolyarny Palace. You're mine to kill just as I am yours."
"That sounds too romantic." You deadpanned.
She grinned, "Well I am the supposed goddess of love."
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yuckydraws · 6 months
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Requests are open I see 👁👁
May I get some head cannons about bear and red with a monster S/O? (Whatever species) I see a lot of human related fics for them, thought it would be cute 🤭
No pressure to answer of course, all is well ❤
Yes they are :}
So, the most differences there would be with them having a monster partner rather than a human one, is that there is lots of cultural differences with a human partner. Given that these guys are also in the UT universe and not technically supposed to be, their monster partner would also catch on really quickly that these guys aren't from this universe.
Now on to specifics!
Red:
It may take you a bit to realize something is off with Red. At first he just seems like a charming, sometimes abrasive, guy who's had a few rough fights that left him with scars. Fighting isn't unheard of in the underground. Odd, but nothing to raise suspicion. What does set off alarm bells is what you see when you pull him into an encounter for the first time. He has... a lot of LV. High LV is common in older monsters, boss monsters involved in the human-monster war, but Red isn't that old. So just where did he get all of that? He's got some explaining to do. Safe to say you'd have a bit of a rocky start in the relationship given the secrecy and the shock of the existence of the multiverse. Not only that, but coming to terms with what Red's done.
Some general headcannons with a monster partner:
He'd be a lot more comfortable reaching out for support or admitting when he's not doing well, because he doesn't have to say it. He can just pull you in for a hug, letting his magic call out to you. You being able to feel that and understand it, helps him so much with being vulnerable and genuinely trusting you (which is huge for him).
Boss will take to you a lot quicker than he would if his brother had a human mate. It's just easier to trust someone who's intentions you can feel. Not to say you'll be best buds right away, but he'll be a bit more welcoming.
Magical prank wars. Do I need to say more? Boss is going to be so sick of you two.
Your magic is an extension of your being, so at some point he's going to poke you to learn every little trick you can do.
Casual syncing of your magic use, like a well choreographed dance.
He'll sleep much better with you around... his magic being soothed by the presence of yours whenever those usual nightmares interrupt his sleep.
You'll catch him scent marking you quite often. He's a pretty protective (and a lil possessive) guy. He'll be so smug and happy if you do it back to him just as often.
He may be even more hesitant to share his beat up soul to you... but if you're patient and understanding, he'll get comfortable with that kind of intimacy soon.
Bear:
... You'd know pretty much immediately that something is off about him. Unless a cave in or a human gave him that injury, you just can't see anyone doing that. Then there's the obvious trauma around food. No one went hungry underground, monsters take care of their community. And the obvious unhealthy state of his magic... the way it stutters and hesitates. Something isn't right. But, unlike Red, Bear wouldn't enter a romantic relationship without them knowing his past. If you're going to have him, you'll have to accept all of him, even the parts his despises. He'll tell you all of it, without excuses or sugarcoating, because you'd find out eventually anyways - it might as well come from him. So, you'll have the time to process both his past, and the existence of the multiverse before you even decide to enter the relationship.
Some general headcannons with a monster partner:
He uses his magic sparingly, for obvious reasons. But that means he doesn't really share his magic often - which is something that's usually integral to a monster-monster relationship. It's also something that truly embarrasses him. He'll struggle a lot with the fact that he can't do what he used to be able to.
You may have a little bit of a shock when you learn that his underground was exactly the same as yours before the famine. Sort of puts things into perspective on just how quickly everything can change.
While he can't use his magic as much as he used to, he does push his intent through his magic quite often. With his speech issues, it helps him communicate a lot quicker and you'll seldom be wondering how he's feeling because he'll tell you, just in his own way.
He's a big guy, which is something he doesn't exactly love, but seeing as monsters come in all shapes and sizes, he'll feel much more comfortable in his own body with you.
He'll scent mark you somewhat often without even really realizing it... and he'd love it if you did it back to him.
He's got a lot of issues with intimacy, for a lot of reasons, but one of those being his unreliable magic. He'll try to hide it for as long as possible, especially around you and your unhindered magic use... but with some patience he'll open up about his anxieties.
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seareefer · 2 years
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Hiiiiii
You should write for idia 👁👁 pleaseeee
-Salem
The fact you gave me a scene request on Discord and not here- Anyway, I guess I could write it for you as a peace offering Salem/lh. Sorry this took longer, I got assigned a paper in my English class half way through the week!
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Idia growled, rubbing his forehead in frustration. He’d been having a fine time just playing this new combat based multiplayer shooter Ortho had recommended, that was until this one player joined his session. 
Usually he was all for high level players and hard matches, it gave him life some days to work so hard to just go crazy against players that were as skilled as him instead of some noobs. But today he was so drained for being forced to go outside his room he just wanted to bash some games and win easy this time.
But of course this player wouldn’t give up, if they weren’t defending the team flag Idia was practically have a shoot out with them in the middle of the map. Not to mention his own team wasn’t too good this session, they were currently losing over and over again.
With a sigh Idia stood up, ready to go visit the clubroom. Hopefully that would calm him down from getting owned so hard in this new game.
Walking into the now empty room he jumped out of his skin seeing the Ramshackle prefect there on their laptop. “Oh!... Hi Idia, how are you!” Trying to keep himself from shaking he slowly nodded his head before squeaking out “f....f-fine...”
Of course the one day he leaves his tablet in his room MC would be just chilling in one of his spaces. He was broken out of his panic though at the sound of the game he was playing just before coming. “Are....Are you p-playing COW?”
Taking a few minutes to answer, MC soon looked up from their game and smiled at him, “Yep! Ortho told me it was fun so I wanted to try it out!” With a soft hum Idia slowly moved behind MC to see their screen. Watching shortly he was thoroughly impressed. “Wow...You’re good...” Giggling softly and hoping he didn’t see their blush MC tried to keep playing while responding.
“Thanks! After this round I want me to share my profile so we can be friends and play together?” Standing up straight and covering his face Idia panicked again, “S-SUR-I mean... uh y-yeah if you want to.....” 
He couldn’t believe it, they wanted to play with him? They wanted to spend time with him? The sound of MC turning around in their chair prompted him to take out his phone to take a picture of their gamertag. As he raised the phone and focused he nearly chocked.
“Y-YOU’RE RAMPREF365!!?!” Idia almost dropped his phone after seeing the name on the screen. “Y-Yeah? Have we already played in a session before?” Opening and closing his mouth a few times Idia slowly composed himself. “MC....when we play together from now on....you’re on my team...” Blushing softly MC smiled and nodded, “Sure! I’d love to be on your team!”
“Yeah cuz I’m not getting owned like earlier by you ever again...”
“W-Wait what?”
Taglist: @idiasdiscordkittensposts @c3lestialstars @vanrougemoons @xoxowritingclub @a-mossball-with-a-pen @kaiyoschaos
Again I’m sorry this took so long to post school is slowly killing my free time lol. I hope you enjoyed your Idia content Salem, and hope you all enjoy it as well! Have a nice day and week everyone! &lt;3
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Being Nishinoya's Boyfriend
Introduction to Yuu's Grandfather
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Nishinoya Yuu x Male reader
Warnings: pure fluff (who is she 🤯)
A/N: This is another request from Dragon Anon!
🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈
Top 10 best partners in the HQ world??
Top 10 best partners in the HQ world 🥰
Seriously Noya is such an underrated character it's insane
The guardian of Karasuno 🥺
Please he's just out here making sure our bby crows can fly!
He deserves a partner who gives him the world
And that my lovelies is our dearest Yn 😍
Arguable one of the best guys at Karasuno
You first met Yuu when you were both in literature class together
Please Noya knew nothing so YN to the rescue 🦸
Look at you out here making Ennoshita's life easier 🤣
When you first meet Yuu, he was a bit rough around the edges to say the least
Boy was practically feral ight
But in the best way 🥰
Fortunately our amazing Yn had the patience to tame Karasuno'a crazy libero 🤪
You often became the person Daichi and Suga relied on to help Noya
Please they added you to a group chat that was literally named "YN: Noya's Emergency contact"
They did not use the group chat sparingly
Daichi: YN GET HERE NOW
Suga: Noya ate too much again YN 😃
Asahi: sorry YN
Asahi was added later to the chat 😆
When there was too much rolling, not enough thunder, they called you
Daichi: YN SOS
You: 🙄 what now?
Asahi: I'm pretty sure Noya rolled on the ground too much and now he's got motion sickness
Suga: its actually quite the sight YN
You: 😐 omw
Soon your relationship grew from just friends to more than friends
Noya isn't a shy guy at all
If he likes you, he's going to tell you
See Kiyoko for reference
So one day, when you are walking home, Noya just blurts it out
"YN I really like you!"- Noya
You 👉🏻😃 huh-
"YN I like you as more than a friend and I was kind of wondering if you'd maybe be my boyfriend"- Noya 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
You 👉🏻👁👄👁 uhh I like you too Yuu
"So... is that a yes??"- Noya
You 👉🏻🥰 yes
Noya 👇🏻
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Please the team was so happy to have you around
You literally were so supportive to Noya and all the guys
However, unbeknownst to you, Noya was a little nervous about one tiny thing 😬
Meeting his grandpa...
He had wanted to introduce you as his boyfriend a while ago
But he kept putting it off
He mentioned it to you once and then it kind of just didn't come up again
Finally you approached the subject yourself
"Yuu, when am I going to meet your grandfather?"- you
Noya👉🏻👁👄👁 I was hoping you'd forget about that-
It's not that Noya was afraid his grandfather wouldn't approve
No, it was simply because his grandfather was- well, a lot
"You realize I deal with you everyday right?"- you say to Noya
Noya 👉🏻🤨 excuse me?
You👉🏻😐 really?
"I'll have you know I'm practically perfect"- Noya 💅🏼
You 👉🏻🙄 yes you are
"Anyways, I'm just nervous you'll be a little, well intimidated by him"- Noya
"Yuu, if you love him, I just know I'll love him too because I care about you!"- you say smiling
Noya 👉🏻🥺 really??
Which brings us to meeting Mineo Nishinoya
"Wow, you both look so much alike"- you say shaking Noya's grandfathers hand
"You got yourself a good looking one there Yuu!"- Mineo says as he pulls you to sit down
"Please don't break YN grandpa"- Yuu mutters as he sits down
"This one's sturdy! I doubt I'll break him. He speaking of breaking, let me show you some of Noya's pictures from when he was a kid! He was so scared he'd break his entire body" Mineo says rushing to get the baby books
Noya 👉🏻😐 dear god I regret everything
Over dinner, Mineo shares stories from his childhood as well as stories from Yuu's
It's freaking precious
You listen intently and laugh as Mineo tells you everything there is to know about Yuu
"You know, I never thought Yuu would ever bring someone home. But boy am I glad he finally did. You are a very nice young man" Mineo says slapping you on the shoulder
"Please don't break YN grandpa, Daichi needs him incase of emergencies"- Yuu says
"You mean Daichi needs me incase YOU have emergencies"- you say
Mineo laughs "sounds like my Yuu"
On your way out, Mineo pulls you aside
"Take care of him for me"- Mineo says
"I will sir. It was very nice to meet you"- you say
"Will you two stop talking already!"- Noya yells
"Hold your horses!"- You and Mineo yell simultaneously
"Dear God help me"- Noya says smacking his face
Idk Noya, seems like you got a winner to me 🥰
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wonusite · 7 months
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I'm spiteful because you had the audacity to call Dino the love of my life. Like Seungcheol isn't right there. Smh.
Unfortunately I'm really sick right now lol. I'm glad you've been doing okay though!
Anyways, maybe I'm thinking about bumping into Ex! Chan at Jeonghan's Halloween party (he somehow conveniently forgot to tell you and Chan that he invited you both). Mayhaps they reconnect in a way that isn't exactly wise and healthy. And mayhaps they do said reconnecting on Jeonghan's bed to spite him 👁👁
lmfao he totally is. he’s like seungcheol’s bf in law.
and that sucks :( being sick is the worst and i hope you get better soon 🤍
also this is the kind of thing i live for! glad to see you finally succumbed to dino hard hours 🤭
as soon as you see chan, you know jeonghan has invited him on purpose. he means well, but you wish he would’ve at least told you beforehand. bc whenever you saw chan, it always ended up the same way.
part of you feels guilty, but a larger part of you feels like you’re getting your lick back when you end up on jeonghan’s bed, angel wings broken as chan fucks you into the mattress.
his thrusts are ravenous as his leaking cock rams against your sweet spot over and over until you leave his cock and heavy balls soaking in with your arousal. chan is groaning about how he’s missed your tight pussy, how no one ever feels as good as you. his hand comes down to your clit, rubbing in slow circles to coax out another orgasm out of you. he makes you to tell him how much you love his cock, how no one else can fuck you like he does.
it’s all you can do because he’s succesfully fucked you dumb again. you can’t care that your pretty makeup is ruined with tears of pleasure. all you can focus on is being stuffed full like you’re craving. the fact that you’re leaving a mess on your friend’s bed is the last thing on your mind. vaguely you think this is exactly what he must’ve wanted since he pushed you two together since you arrived.
and so you come with a cry of chan’s name as he spills his hot cum deep inside you.
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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year
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Distractions (Part 5): Ken Ryuguji x Fem!Reader
synopsis: this is the end you've been dreaming of - the end you deserve.
wc: 854
tw: mentions of smut
previous part👁 masterlist 👁 end
"Give me her dowry."
Chuckles echo around the longhall.
"She's a former slave woman; she has no dowry." Draken leans on the table and exhales, tightly holding his sword's hilt. You swallow hard, glancing from the jarl to your betrothed. Without a dowry, there would be hard times ahead. The money... it's what you were owed. The jarl, newly patched up, leans back in his seat. "You think you can come in here and demand money from me when--"
"I will slit your throat from end to end if you fail to give me what I am owed. The law is still the law."
The jarl pales. "Send the people away." People are ushered out of the longhouse, and the doors are barred. The man clears his throat as Draken sits across from him, face grim. He lays the sword on the table as a reminder.
"You owe me."
"I will give you what you are owed." Coins clink onto the table, and you watch as the men count up the total. It equals about a year's worth of wages for a thrall. Draken collects the money and drops it into a pouch provided by the jarl, then stands easily.
"Come," Draken murmurs to you, taking your hand. You don't even offer a "goodbye" to the jarl. You're perched on a horse not long after and taken away.
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"Daddy, daddy!"
You can hear the shouts of your child in the field from your kitchen, where you prepare dinner.
"Daddy, look!"
It's not much - the house, that is - but it's yours. Your husband comes in from the spring, carrying your son in his arms and growling. "And then I will cook you and eat you!"
The toddler cries out gleefully as Draken pretends to consume him by sticking his chubby fingers in his mouth. You chuckle as they tumble around, the toddler kicking and yelling in fake outrage as his father 'eats' another hand.
"I love the flesh of little children in the evening!"
"Can we pause in eating children and maybe eat dinner?" The two stop playing instantly and prepare for your meal of meats and vegetables. Within minutes, you place the stew in bowls and observe as they eat eagerly.
"Hot, hot, hot," the younger boy chants before spooning the broth into his mouth. Draken doesn't chant "hot" but happily spoons the meal into his mouth, humming in time with his son.
"Is it good?" you ask, and they nod quickly, spoons held upright. They're replicas of each other - blonde, hungry, and happy.
Happy.
You tuck your child into bed soon after, telling him a short but sweet bedtime story and smoothing his hair away from his forehead with tender fingers. Once you've placed your kiss on his head and Draken's done the same, you join him in the bedroom, watching as he strips out of his shirt.
Little scars are like constellations on his back, and you trace them when he sits on the edge of the bed, pressing your lips to a few before he looks back at you. “What are thinking about, my love?”
“You.”
Each scar is a reminder of a sacrifice Draken made over the years, from restarting his life with you, becoming a mercenary for hire, then settling down once he felt it was time. You remember the day you realized you were in love with him like it was yesterday, too.
It had been a particularly windy day that rattled the shutters and caused the house to creak, but you chose to go outside anyways to fetch something irrelevant. You'd gotten caught in a gust on your way back to the house, but Draken had been there to rescue you, his broad arms and back blocking the wind for you.
"I've got you," he whispered in your ear and held onto you tightly. "I've got you."
From then on, the chaste kisses he'd give when he returned home became more than just a simple greeting, and his sweet nothings were more than just words. The first time you made love with him was one you'd never forget: a sweet bouquet of jonquils had preceded the evening, along with a few thorns and scratches from other escapades.
But Draken had not allowed his pain to quell his love for you, his eyes dancing with attraction as you showed him all of you. The deed had been done in the moonlight with colliding hips and fumbling fingers, but it was meaningful nonetheless.
A year later, you had your son, and now... Peace.
"Daydreaming again?" Draken wonders, pulling you back from your memory.
"A little," you admit, blushing.
"Tell me all of your thoughts," he adds, leaning back on the bed and placing his arm around your shoulders. "I'm listening." And so you do in the waning light of the evening while he traces circles into your warm skin.
When you're done, Draken is asleep, his arm still wrapped around your shoulder as the candles burn low. You place a final kiss on his cheek, wordlessly thanking him for another peaceful day and another loving embrace.
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fruitsoxs · 11 months
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roberto drabble????? staring 👁👁 love me an old man
happy dilf day <3
pairing; roberto de niro x (AFAB) reader warnings; !nsfw minors dni!, smut, thigh riding, pwp tbh
notes; uhhhhhhhh anyway-
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“Well this is…bad luck…” His gruff voice sends shivers down your spine, his lips dangerously close to your ear. It comes out in a soft whisper. Currently, you’re pressed up against each other in the tightest space known to man, hiding away from the gunshots outside. Your face is crammed into his chest, his smell (some cheap cologne mixed with cigarette smoke) invading every breath you take.  One of his arms wrapped around your back and the other pressed against the wall behind you. You’re almost straddling one of his legs, which is making you go absolutely insane with the horniest  thoughts. You’re pressed so close together that every movement feels intimate. 
It happened so fast. One moment the group was simply traveling along a small town, stopping to grab some water. Next thing you know one of the locals recognizes Vash, and soon enough every single person is after the bounty on his head. They don’t seem to care who you are either, you’re with Vash so they were on your ass too. Roberto, being the fast thinker he is, decided to suddenly pull you along with him into a tight space between two buildings.
You’re definitely hidden from the fight outside, but now you’re stuck like this. For who knows how long. 
Another gunshot from outside makes you flinch, and the older man sighs as he pulls you closer. His hand on your back moves in comforting circles. His touch is so soft. You can’t seem to relax though. The action outside is scary, but the real problem is that you have this huge crush on this old reporter. Being so close to him is making your heart beat so fast you’re sure it’s about to explode.
He shifts around slightly, his leg pressing a bit too close to a place you have only dreamed he would touch. “Sorry.” He mumbles, his breath hitting your ear. Your hands grip into the fabric of his shirt, as you try to keep it together. He must notice your distress because he pauses for a moment. “What’s wrong?” he asks. You bite your cheek, suddenly very glad your head is pressed into his chest. He can’t see how red your face is. “Just nervous. Don’t want to die here” You reply.
It isn’t a lie, but it isn’t the full truth either. You’re nervous for sure, but it’s definitely not because of the gunshots outside. He lets out a soft “Hm” and leans in closer. “Now feel free to push me out there into the fire if I’m wrong, but I don’t quite believe you.” He whispers, his hand on your back moving up to the back of your head. “You’ve never been this nervous around guns before.” He continues, and the space suddenly feels even smaller. He’s too smart.
When you don’t answer he chuckles. It’s a low chuckle that makes his chest vibrate. 
Suddenly his leg shifts again, applying just a little bit of pressure between your legs. You let out a soft whimper and tense up right away. What is he doing? There’s no way he’s doing this on purpose right? But he proves you wrong by moving his leg again. This time the pressure is more intense. Your hips move on their own, seeking that sweet feeling. “There you go.” He mumbles, and suddenly his lips are trailing down your neck. He bites and sucks at the sensitive spot.
Soft moans leave your lips. His facial hair tickles your skin a bit, but you don’t mind. It all feels good. Too good to be happening while you’re hiding away from a bunch of people that want you dead. He pushes you so your back is pressed against the wall. His hands fly down to your hips and grip them tightly. You tilt your head back finally, looking up at his own rosy cheeks. 
“Ro-Robertto-” He cuts you off by digging his nails into your hips, shushing you softly. “Shh. We don’t want everyone to hear what we’re doing, now do we?” He asks as he pulls you against his leg. Your hands fly up to your lips as you let out a muffled cry. You nod your head as he moves you against his leg. “Good girl.”
It takes everything within you not to die right there and then. Your body is on fire, eyes half lidded as you ride his leg. He grunts a bit, dilated eyes focused on your lulled out face. He seems to be enjoying this even more than you. You don’t even notice as the gunshots stop. He leans in and presses his lips against yours finally. Just as he does you feel that fire in your gut hit its peak, and suddenly you’re cumming on his leg. 
It doesn’t seem like he intends on stopping until the voices from your group start calling out for the two of you.  He slows down his movements against your sensitive cunt, smirking as he pulls away. You whine at the sudden loss of his warmth. “Don’t give me that look sweetheart.” he mumbles, pressing a soft kiss against your temple. “We can definitely go again later.” he promises before adjusting the hard on in his pants and stepping out into the sunlight again.
You follow soon after fixing your clothes. 
“Fucking Christ we’ve been looking everywhere for you two-” Wolfwood’s eyes land on your neck. “Is that a hickey?” He asks and your face turns bright red. You look over at Roberto with a slack jaw, and he shrugs. “Oops.”
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