#IM LOSING SO MUCH SLEEP DEAR LORD

[lolishdes]

❝He Loves me not❞ || Diluc x Reader

✧A/N: NOW THIS IS A HEAVY ONE BABES, I wanted to try something different since I mostly write lovey dovey or smutty stuff. This time I wanted to try making something more on the angsty side. Read the warnings first before proceeding !

Oh! Also, this is part of a Diluc Series I'm cooking up 👀, they are all one shots tho, none of them connect to one another. So expect more Diluc stuff from me !

✧Warning/s: Toxic Marriage, Cheating, Argument gone physical, Smut

✧Synopsis: In a modern AU wherein Diluc and you have an arranged marriage  and though at first you don't have high hopes of this union, you still gave it a chance… oh how regretful you are for such a choice.

✧Word Count: 2.9k words

Minors kindly don't interact!

He was never yours to begin with. From the moment you saw the way he looked at her…you knew you had already lost. 

It was your engagement party and you have invited all of your loved ones to celebrate. Both Diluc and you are currently busy attending and chatting with the guests. Everyone kept complimenting you on how much you're practically glowing that night, that it must be good karma considering how good your life has been going so far. And you couldn't agree more, everything seems so right…so perfect. 

Despite how transactional your engagement with Diluc was, this man has somehow crept into your heart. He was quite intimidating at first yet somehow you knew there was a hint of softness in him. His face would hold indifference yet his touch was warm and gentle. And for that you do not regret saying yes to meeting him. 

You excuse yourself from the group of guests and want to see your soon to be husband. You couldn't seem to find him from the sea of people..strange considering that his red hair always makes him stand out. By the corner you see Rosaria and Kaeya enjoying some drinks and snacks while they converse with one another. You approach them to ask Kaeya where his brother could be.

“Hey Kae, have you seen Diluc anywhere? I can't seem to find him?” Kaeya quirks his eyebrow and puts the wine glass down his lips. “I believe he went that way, by the garden. I saw him going there with Jean.” Jean? Who in Celestia was Jean? Probably one of his relatives you thought. You thanked Kaeya and exited the banquet hall. 

The garden was a little wide but it was easy enough to find your way. You ended up a little deeper into the garden and started hearing faint voices, one of which you could recognize. You don't know why, but your gut feeling told you to keep your mouth shut and approach them quietly. As you approached nearer you peaked at the two people that were hiding behind some grass walls. 

Your heart sank at the sight.

Diluc had one of his arms wrapped around the woman's waist and his other hand found itself on her cheek, tenderly caressing her. His eyes…it's as if he was worshiping the very ground she walked in. And the woman…Jean, looked back at him with the same affections as she smiled at him warmly.

You retreat back to hiding behind the grass walls, yet not leaving just yet. “You're here.” Diluc spoke gently, a hint of joy in his tone. Jean gave a gentle laugh. “Yes I am, in the flesh. and I intend to stay here a little longer.” Although you cannot see what they are doing, you are most definitely sure they just share a kiss after that. Your whole body starts to shake and your eyes are getting blurry from the tears that are threatening to fall down. In that moment you can't seem to speak nor move, you felt powerless, alone and…vulnerable. 

You felt betrayed and yet did nothing about it…months later you were then wed. 

…He didn't even call your name during the wedding night. You know damn well that as he was thrusting himself inside you and kissing you passionately on the lips it wasn't you on his mind…it was her. Those sweet pet names he was giving you? That's all for her. And still you pretended as if you knew nothing of his crimes. As you both reached your climax tears were falling down your eyes. But these weren't because of pure bliss, but it was due to your husband calling out another woman's name silently under his breath while still burried inside you. 

“Oh Jean..”

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Fixing yourself in front of your vanity, you applied some gloss on your lips before giving it a pop to really apply the product evenly. You were almost completely dressed up for the party and were satisfied with how you looked in front of the mirror. You gave a satisfied nod to yourself before grabbing the clutch on your bed and heading to the door.

You grabbed your pair of black heels that were inside the shoe cabinet and  bent a bit to wear them ,behind you you could hear footsteps. “And where do you think you're going at this time and hour?” You didn't have to turn around to know who spoke.

“Just going to a birthday celebration, remember my friend Yelan? It's her 29th birthday.” “And where is this party located exactly?” You finished buckling the straps on your heels and stood up properly. “Just at her home, we wanted some space for ourselves and she's going to bring out her best alcohol.” You answered every question he had, but your tone sounded as if you didn't have any time for him. That irritated the red head a bit.

You turn around to face your husband, he was still in his work clothes, The sleeves of his button up were folded up and a few buttons were undone, and his red hair was down. His arms were crossed and he had his default resting bitch face. “Will be home by 10pm, don't worry I won't be drinking too much.” really though, It was unnecessary to tell him all this. In the end he doesn't care where you go, who you go with, or even what time you'll arrive home. It's always been that way. 

He stopped loving you the day she entered back into his life.

“I’ll be heading off now, don't overwork.” 

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Driving slowly before coming to a full stop as you arrived at Yelans house. Her house was gorgeous, very modern and yet simplistic, just the way she likes it. You parked your car just outside her house and went for the entrance to ring her doorbell. Yelan shouted “Coming!” from a distance before rushing to open the door for you. “Ah here you are, just in time.” She gave you a quick hug before welcoming her to her home.

Thing is, no one was inside the house other than you and Yelan. She just wanted a simple birthday with her best friend, throwing some grand birthday wasn't really her thing to begin with. And you're more than happy to entertain her. “Gods glad you came! And here I thought I would celebrate this precious day all alone.” She jokingly said as we walked to her mini bar. 

You hopped on to a seat as Yelan went behind the counter to make some drinks. “We both know I would definitely be coming today. It's your birthday after all! Besides, there's not much to do in that house anyways. As much as possible I’d like to get out when given the opportunity.” You rested your cheek on your palm.

Yelan gives a worried look before sighing. “Is he still hooked on…her?” She pushes a drink towards me. I scoffed and took a sip. “Yeah, he is.” Yelan rolled her eyes at that before leaving the counter and sitting beside you. “He left a few weeks ago, saying it was for business purposes…But after his trip I cleaned his bag for his laundry and found some dirty panties in one of the pockets. And obviously this isn't some souvenir he got in some stall.” You took a swing of your drink and finished the whole glass. Yelan sees this and a concerned look is on her face. You wiped any excess alcohol on the corner of your lips and continued.

“The bastard is getting sloppy.” A grim look was on your face as you're telling Yelan all this. Yelan looks at you, dead serious in the eyes. “Y/N, we both know you deserve better than this.” You look at your best friend with somber eyes. "I know, but I just—" "Ah ah stop talking for a moment." Yelan interrupts.

"I know you love him...but don't you think perhaps it's time to face the fact that Diluc doesn't love you? Because if he did, the moment he saw that woman at your engagement party he would be running straight at you, showing to everyone and to her especially that he was already spoken for."

You grip on the glass tighter. Perhaps it's not love that's keeping you in this marriage. Sure you used to love him...but all that love went down the drain the night of your honeymoon. Maybe it's guilt, guilt at the very fact that you allowed for things to get this bad. That when you had the opportunity to stop this torture sooner— you just didn't.

And now that you're married to him, you thought that you might as well finish what you've started...even though it hurts.

“...Thanks Yelan, you're really helping me through this." You gave her a quick hug. "Well anyways enough about my fucked up life, lets talk about you, yeah?” Yelan wiggled her index finger in front of you. “Oh no no no don't you dare change the subject. I'm all ears right now.” 

“What? No! It's your birthday for celestia's sake, I'm not spending your precious day complaining about my marriage!” Yelan places her hand on top of yours. “My dear, I love nothing more than shit talking, so…” She grabs her drink and raises it in front of me. 

“Drink up.”

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Time seems to be flying fast as you hadn't realized it was already late at night. Not only that but you drank way past your limit, it would be dangerous to be out and about on the road, so Yelan insisted you'd stay for the night. Not having much of a choice you flopped on the bed and immediately dozed off to sleep.  By the time you woke up it was already 8 in the morning, you groaned as you stretched and sat up from the bed, rays of sunlight finding their way past the curtains. 

You feel the hangover settle in, fortunately it's not that unbearable. You walked down the stairs and to the kitchen there you found breakfast was already made for you and a sticky note just near it. 

‘Gonna go out for a run! Here's some breakfast and a pain reliever, if it's really unbearable don't hesitate to stay a little longer ;D’

- Yelan 

You chuckled reading this before eating the breakfast infront of you. After doing so you freshened up a bit in the bathroom and cleaned up the room you just stayed in. You don't want to be inconsiderate and leave any traces of mess, especially since you're just a guest. After doing everything necessary you locked the door behind you and went to your car. You just remembered you promised Diluc that you'd be home by 10…Ah whatever, he doesn't give a damn anyways. You're even sure that by now he's still rested nicely in his bed. 

While on the road you reflect back to what Yelan said...she's right. That night could have been different, instead of heading back home earlier to cry myself to sleep, I could've celebrated my engagement party to the fullest. Nothing but smiles and joy, with Diluc beside me...proud to be called husband and wife soon...

But that's all a fairy tail. Such delusions are far from the truth and as you reach closer to home you know exactly what you have to do.

Driving back home there wasn't any traffic on sight. Though, considering that it's a Sunday morning, most people are still in their beds resting. 

After parking your car inside the garage you made your way inside your home. You threw your clutch on the couch and made your way to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. But waiting there was your husband as he was eyeing you dangerously. “What happened to being at home at 10?” He takes a sip of his coffee and looks straight at you.

You're in disbelief at his attitude, why should he even give a damn about where you've been. You divert your eyes to one of the cabinets to get a glass. “Yeah about that, I got a little too carried away with the drinks. I couldn't drive properly so I stayed there at Yelans for the night.” You poured yourself a glass of water while still avoiding eye contact. Diluc doesn't seem to like this. “Can you please look at me while talking?” 

You let out a frustrated inhale and just finished your glass of water to just leave, this morning you seem to have little to no patience for Diluc. You start to walk off but Diluc gets up from his chair and follows behind you. “Hey what's going on? Talk to me!” You continue to walk up the stairs ignoring your husband. He grabs your arm and stops you before you could enter the bedroom. “What the hell is your problem? Why aren't you answering me–!” “YOU ARE THE DAMN PROBLEM ‘LUC!”

You finally blew up. After months, even years of holding it in, you finally blew up on his face. You rip your arm off from his grip. “Don't you dare pretend you don't know. Because I know we both fucking know what’s wrong.” Only the sound of heavy breathing can be heard, both of you stood there silently as you spoke in almost a whisper. 

“I can't do this anymore, Luc. It fucking hurts and I can’t stand seeing your selfish lying face–!” “Then why?” Diluc interjects, he looks at you coldly. “Then why did you stay? Why didn't you say anything? If it hurts so fucking much then why did you let all of this happen–!” “Dont you fucking DARE make me the villain here, Ragnvindr!” 

You point a finger towards Diluc, there was no more holding back at this point. “I have foolishly led myself to believe that I might even have a sliver of chance in your heart, but it's clear now that you're only thinking about that whore of a woman!”

“DON’T YOU DARE CALL HER THAT” “WELL AM I FUCKING WRONG? THAT'S WHAT SHE IS IN OUR MARRIAGE, RIGHT? JUST SOME DIRTY SECRET YOU HIDE.” Diluc’s hand suddenly wraps around your throat, pinning you to the wall. His grip is merciless while his eyes only bore rage. He wants to be fucking angry well two can play that game.

“Ohh what's wrong? I thought we were talking this out. Did I hit a nerve?~” You were mocking him, an almost maniac smile was on your face as you're laughing at him. His attempts to shield his woman were ridiculous, he's going so low to the point of physically hurting you. Both of your eyes never left one another, as if challenging the other to look away, but neither of you faltered.

Your grin at him, enjoying the very fact that this time the roles were reversed, this time he was the one who was agitated. 

"I'm done playing pretend, so why don't you do the same." Despite how hard it was to speak, you still had some bite in you.

A vein could practically pop from Dilucs head from how angry he is, he looks at you with pure hatred– as if you are the most vile thing he has ever seen. He inches closer at you, doing his best to intimidate you more. Both of you could practically feel each other's breath– it’s hot and heavy. There were no words being exchanged yet Diluc’s eyes somehow found themselves down to your lips, they were red and plump.

You were about to agitate him a little more when suddenly his lips crashed onto yours harshly. Without thinking you accepted the kiss, his hand was still on your throat but you wouldn't have his hand in any other place. His free hand wandered down to your ass and gave it a firm squeeze, pulling you closer to him. 

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Clothes were scattered all over the floor, hands were wandering and groping everywhere. There were no signs of stopping or slowing down. At one point you found yourself on top of Diluc, straddling him and taking control instead. “Nice view, is this what she saw 2 weeks ago, hm?” You mock him, his hands are then on your hips as he forces you to push yourself deeper into him. “Shut your mouth and just keep moving.” You only go faster and deeper, Diluc groans beneath you.

While riding him you're playing with yourself to help you reach your climax faster. Diluc watches the view before him, and as much as he wants to deny it but you look fucking hot right now. All angry yet horny at the same time. 

You comb some hair out of your face and look down at Diluc, you can see that he's close, but so were you. As you quicken your pace  you grab a hold of his face and force him to look at you “When you fucking cum I want you to scream my name, for once in your damn life call out the name of the woman that made you feel good.”

Diluc scoffs at this, “In your fucking dreams.” You hum in disappointment and slow down your pace. “If you don't, then I'm leaving you here with your cock still hard.” The red head groaned at this and grips on his hips a little tighter. “Fuck– fine fine!” You smile down at him. “That's better~” Quickening your pace, both of you continue to moan and pant out in pleasure, removing every single edge and hatred from 2 hours ago. 

“Oh god I’m close!” Your thrusts are getting sloppier by the second, desperate for that release. On the other hand Diluc is panting beneath you as he looks at how you're taking him in so well. “Y/N I’m close too– Shit!” You grip onto his bare shoulders as you're about to cum. “Oh god I’m coming !” Shutting your eyes as you release, Diluc gives a strong thrust upwards as he releases his load inside of you. 

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It was already 3 in the morning as you got up from the bed. Diluc was still fast asleep, but this was the perfect moment to start packing up your necessary things and head out to the door. You’ll file for a divorce later, but for now… 

You look down at the red head as he is sleeping peacefully. You remove the ring off your finger, the ring that felt so heavy and ingrained into your skin. You can finally lift that weight. 

You head to the bathroom and get ready to leave. 

Alternative Ending

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#diluc smut #diluc x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #genshin impact diluc #genshin impact #diluc genshin impact #genshin smut #IM LOSING SO MUCH SLEEP DEAR LORD #its worth it thought cause fuck yeah i wanna make you all happy #also please have mercy its my first time writing angst its not my forte people

[beachbabey]

ENOCH

Priest Rhett telling you to touch yourself in the confessional booth when you tell him about your impure thoughts 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

ROBYN COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT

the fact that i had to look up bible verses and psalms-

im never forgiving you for this

Playlist: / nwfmb - hozier / without you - lana del ray / little bit - lykke li

word count: 931

“Bless me, Father Abbott, for I have sinned…” 

He catches the shakiness in your voice, the way you mumble his name like that makes him shift on the wooden bench, black slacks beginning to get unbearably tight in the mere seconds you've been here. 

“It’s been…” he cuts you off before you can finish your sentence 

“Two months if I recall correctly? Since your last confession?” he forces a chirpy voice, biting his lip so hard he’s almost drawing blood at the small, breathless chuckle you give him

“Good memory, yes. Thank you, Father Abbott, I-”

“Rhett. You can call me Rhett. If you’d like. It's just you and me in here"

Your cheeks glow bright pink at his words

Father Rhett… 

If only he knew how many times that name left your lips in the middle of the night, back arching off of the damp bedsheets

“I- I have been struggling lately. I’ve been having these, feelings….and urges Father Rhett” The crotch of his pants grow tighter in wicked temptation at your confession. 

“Urges?” He prompts with a clipped tone, scrunching his face up in frustration and balling his hand up to keep it from straying to his zipper. 

“Yes…. well, you see,” You stop yourself, unsure of how much you’re willing to tell the man. Yes, the guilt had been making you lose sleep, swallowing you whole. 

But a part of you enjoyed it. Enjoyed it the way you wanted his fingers to replace yours. How you wanted him to lay you down on his bed, take you all over his church. 

“I’ve tried, Father Abb- Rhett, please believe me, but sometimes, I can’t help but act on them and sometimes I…” he can tell you’re nervous by the way your speech quickens, he can picture you on the other side of that thin plank of wood, rubbing your thighs together, canting your hips forward just enough to get enough relief to continue your confession

“God values, and admires your honesty, as do I, child” His calm, soothing voice eases you into your contrition.

He had to be teasing you, surely. He has to be

He’s seen the way you’d discreetly grind down on your own fingers during congregation, hiding your moans behind hymns and prayers. He’s felt the way your lips wrap around his finger ever so slightly when he placed the bread in your mouth, sticking your tongue out a little more than need be, looking up to him with those big round eyes. Sucking your spit off of the tip of his thumb as he went back up to the altar. 

He touched himself for hours after that day. Leaning against his bedroom wall, looking down at his own hand, pushing his hips forward, fucking into his palm and envisioning your mouth, those big, doe eyes looking up at him as he shoved his cock down your virgin throat. Feeling his pants fully tent as you contemplate your answer. 

“But it happens more often now, Father. And I’m ashamed, I think.”

“We all have shame, dear girl, the Lord knows this, and loves us anyways. Are you ready to say your act of contrition?”. You sigh shakily and give him an affirmative hum, stumbling half-heartedly through the prayer. 

“Good girl” Rhett croons as you finish, and catches the breath that gets lodged in your throat at his praise, he turns his head to look at the carved wood and mesh screen and he catches the silhouette of you from behind the flimsy partition, you have your head bowed. He can see your shoulders rocking back and forth slightly and he knows what you’re doing. And he wants nothing more than to press his lips to the delicate skin of your neck, just behind your ear, helping you make those unholy noises in his church. Defiling the sacrament he took all those years ago. 

“Tell me, Angel. What urges do these feelings provoke?” The alluring way he phrases the question catches you off guard

“I do…. unholy things” Your whimper as you confess, the flush crawling up your ears and down your neck.

“Why don't you tell me a little bit more about that?” You can all but see the smug grin on his lips as he asks you, biting his lip. 

“Like. Like….” You don’t even realise your eyes are closed as your fingers caress your thighs, your lower lip hiding a moan as your fingertips trail up your skirt, curling around the seam of your panties, letting your thumb fall over your throbbing clit, bucking your hips as inconspicuously as possible 

Are you being serious right now?

“Like what you’re doing right now?” 

Your hitches in your throat, your hips stilling as you’re caught. It takes a few seconds for him to speak again. You don't dare move, knowing he can probably see your profile through the screen.

“None of us are without sin” He continues nonchalantly, teasing you even more. You gather up the courage to start humping your hand again, a little harsher this time, even letting out a small gasp, the newfound confidence shooting down into your cunt, making you clench around nothing. 

“I, of all people should know that. Having to resist temptation. Every. Fucking. Sunday.” He groans. And you know he's talking about you, hearing his head softly hit the wall behind him. You hear a zipper and let out a small moan at the realisation that he's now touching himself. Because of you

“So I’m sure we can repent after. Now, let me hear you sin for me Angel”

#nobody talk to me about this #robyn <3 #priest!rhett #priest!rhett x reader #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x you

[fragileizywriting]

ahhhhhhhh. dl adrien sas luka comboooo 🥰🥰🥰 snobby, prude prince easily folding over a wet napkin of a man luka. he’s just so pathetic. he’s just so biteable. adrien sees how young he is compared to his luka and wants to bite him all over.

he said twenty three, right?

“are you a virgin?”

luka’s head snaps up from his mug. those blue eyes are so familiar, even on a foreign face. “uhm, i, uh—”

adrien waits patiently. lord, he’s such a saint.

it’s not the best start to a conversation with someone he somewhat knows but doesn’t really. same name, same personality, same dimple when they smile, same obsession with snakes, but this luka isn’t his luka.

and while his luka and his marinette had been more than fine tugging kitty and adrien to get groceries to feed so many mouths, this luka had still been asleep. kitty had mentioned he sleeps (hibernates!) for a long while when he’s finally able to catch sleep, so they let him behind for a bit.

he’s awake now.

stumbling out of the guest bedroom with bedhead like no other, stranging the world around him. adrien has yet to comment on his… mop of hair. he probably already knows. the poor man keeps combing through it with his hands everytime adrien looks up and catches him staring.

“virginity is a social construct,” luka answers, lamely. weakly. he’s chewing on his lips, fiddling with the spoon still in his mug. he doesn’t drink coffee. keeps him awake. this luka seems to have problems falling asleep, and he’d mentioned it a few days ago that his miraculous drains him every time he uses it.

the kid is haunted by nightmares. universes that he saw and experienced and had to fight against.

he’s holding onto this mug for dear life.

much like the luka he’s intimately familiar with, this one is still decently large. his hands dwarf the coffee mug into a little teacup, with long fingers and slim fingers and interesting fingers. huh. he’s never found himself interested in hands, not really, but adrien can’t stop staring at the black nail polish, or how just underneath the cuff of his sweat-wicking endurance long sleeve the tattoos on pale skin glitter.

adrien… wants to explore.

“so you’re a virgin,” adrien announces.

“yeah. i guess so.”

“looking like this?”

“people im interested in aren’t exactly lining up to have sex with me,” he mumbles.

adrien ignores the noise his chair makes when he stands up. “i’m interested. my marinette is interested.”

“wh—”

“pick who you want to lose your social construct to,” adrien muses. “i’d gladly help you out.”

#speakizys #demon lovin #sharks and sugar #izycrossover

[atherix]

You and I are about to discover the depths of the tumblr askbox my dear. This is being written in a word doc because I want to know exactly how much screaming I did. I have the story open in another tab.

Dear reader please know I liveblogged my screaming in Atherix’s dms. In my defense they kept sending me screenshots that were HARMING me!

With that out of the way – AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

SDLGAKDFHLADFH. DFALKHDFH. ERLKHSTHAEOTHGLKRF,ZFGALDFG!!!!!!

OKAY SO LIKE FIRST OF FUCKING ALL THE GREENHOUSE IS EVERYTHING TO ME AND IF WE DON’T GET TO SEE SCAR’S FINISHED GREENHOUSE I WILL RIOT WITH A PITCHFORK! A PITCHFORK ARE YOU HEARING ME! ‘Are you trying to bribe him into moving in here’ YES! YES! IT WOULD SOLVE SO MANY ISSUES! I DON’T CARE THAT IT WOULD ALSO MAKE ISSUES SHUT UP, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, I NEED TO SOLVE THESE ISSUES SLDFHSKK!!!! GOD and the fact that Grian is acknowledging that they’d all prefer if Tubbo just stayed and didn’t go out and get himself into danger AFTER THE!! WHAT – 15 CHAPTERS OF TUBBO AND SCAR? IM MELTING OVER HERE OH MY GOD. AND GRIAN JUST WANTS TO NOT BE ALONE WHEN HE SLEEPS ALGKF MY BOY. MY LITTLE MAN. I AM SLAMMING MY FIST INTO THE TABLE

Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy and Cleo? And the whole Council? AND GETTING TO MEET XISUMA, MY OTHER MAN? AKLJASDKFJG AHHHHH yes. I deserve this. This is a treat for Me Specifically. But the BIRD and the fact that Mumbo has to officially Declare Himself and that Cleo wants to emet with him before he does that and THEYRE BRINGING BDUBS I AM FEELING THINGS!!!!! I AM IN MY EMOTIONS!!!!!! SHAKING THEM IN A MASON JAR THEY’RE MATES YOUR HONOR AND CLEO EVEN INVITED MUMBO TO BRING HIS MATE IM AHHHH I am IN my EMOTIONS. Also grian calling Mumbo ‘my lord’ and mumbo just going ‘Ah yes hm.’ HELLOOOOOOOOOO. BACK in my emotions I am. Smirking. At the wall. And I love Cleo so much. I continue to love Cleo. These are loving Cleo Hours. They respect that Mumbo has a Mate and a Territory and just lsdkgadfgkldafgldkfdgklkldfkgdflgkdfg feeling things I am.

ANDS THEN GRIAN CALLS THEM A FAMILY ASDLKGDAFKLG I AM FEELING THINGS AGAIN. He doesn’t wanna abandoned the greenhouse but he recognizes that this is important and then points out that scar should be there and oh my gooooooooooooood. The way the three of them interact with each other is everything to me thank yoooooou.

‘Something clicks, but he isn’t sure what.’ IM NOT SURE WHAT CLICKED EITHER GRIAN BUT SOMETHING SURE FUCKING CLICKED OH MY GOD.

AND THEN BLONDIE ARRIVES ON THE SCENE, THE THING IVE BEEN GOING FERAL OVER THIS ENTIRE TIME! AND YOU KNOW WHAT! IM STILL GOING FERAL OVER IT! God I HATE her but I LOVE her ya feel. She’s a FANTASTIC villain. Like listen I love me someone I can never forgive. You have given me that.

God GRIAN jumping in front of Mumbo and taking the brunt of the attack is MELTING my BRAIN they LOVE EACH OTHER YOUR HONOR!!!! And then you go back to like, the first story of this series and you’re like “Dhow did we get here” BUT GOD IM GLAD WE DID. God and he dropped his bow. God and he doesn’t have his dagger. DGLK Dammit. And Blondie calling Mumbos MATES a bloodbank hey maam have you considered some people just love their loved ones. And shes just. Playing w her food. Call Mumbo a fake vampire [FUCK YOU HES SO STRONG], licking her lips around grians blood. I am feeling things about this encounter.

FUCKING GET HER MUMBO!!! The way he uses his shadows is SO cool oh my god. Also Grian is a MESS I cannot imagine the whole of the backyard doesn’t reek of blood. The amount of blood he’s losing must be extensive. AND THEN SHE CAN TELEPORT???? OH SHIT

The ‘Vampire who is Enraged and Protective Becoming More and More Inhuman’ is by far and large one of my favorite vampire tropes, idk if you could tell given that everytime Mumbo goes feral so do I, but ldgakdfg I have been given a silver platter. AND SHES GOT GRIAN AAAAH The way you describe teleporting reminds me a lot of this dumb sci fi show I used to watch in the 2000s that I could not even NAME anymore but no one in the show liked teleporting because they felt ‘unreal’ for a bit after they came back.

ALSO ‘Did mumbo watch anna die like this’ YOU CANT FUICKING DO THAT OT ME ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON????? EXCUSE ME???????? WE ARE GONNA HAVE A TALK, MY LITTLE HEART. AGH. CLUTCHING MY CHEST AND COLLAPSING But also holy SHIT it is a miracle Grian didn’t accidentally activate his glyph [unless. He did. And scar has been listening.] w his blood because I can’t imagine he isn’t just covered in his own blood at this point tbh.

THERE IT IS. THERE’S MY MUMBO GOING FERAL. MWAH MWAH MWAH. I LOVE HIM, LOOK AT HIM GO! HE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT HIS OWN HEALTH AND SAFETY ALL HE CARES ABOUT IS GETTING GRIAN AWAY FROM HER MWAAAAH. THE BIGGEST KISS.

I mean yeah. He got injured for his efforts. But LOOK at him GO. AND THEN GRIAN IS JUST LIKE ‘Yeah Im gonna fuck her up – oh shit wheres my dagger’ IS JUST THE ICING ON THE CAKE. HONEST TO GOD IT’S A MIRACLE THESE TWO ARENT DEAD. God and Grian is just SITTING there making BIRD noises because his MATE is DYING in his ARMS I am in a GLASS CASE OF EMOTIONS.

Leave it to Grian to say something to recklessly dumb as someone is dying in his arms btw. Oh my god. ‘what if she rips off my face’ WELL GRIAN HAVE YOU TRIED NOT STARING DEATH DOWN AND GRINNING AT IT OH MY GOD.

A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR TUBBO EVERYONE. LOOK AT MY BOY GO! LOOK AT HIM GO! GOD! HES SO GOOD AND SMART AND AH! CLAY TABLETS W HOLY RUNES! And FINALLY grian thinks about the godling thing for longer than a 2 second dismissal HOLY FUCK I was really starting to worry something fried his brain. The pure Panic of this realization though because its not something that he wants but its something that he needs in the moment and sldfgkdfal.

God and this touching Grumbo moment of just. Grian letting Mumbo feed off him. Maybe one day Mumbo will get to feed off his mates in a time where he doesn’t absolutely devastatingly have to. But it’s touching nonetheless because Grian trusts Mumbo so much and he doing it – they’re both doing it- to protect TUBBO they aren’t even really thinking about their own safety at the moment just the safety of their son no I don’t care that they aren’t quite there yet shut up. And then grian Knows exactly why scar reacted the way he did and suddenly mumbo Understands why everyone’s freaking out about grians blood and they don’t even have a moment to PROCESS it because TUBBO IS IN DANGER-

God and Mumbo is so smart to rely on his shadows like that but I am very worried that Blondie heals so much faster than Mumbo does and I don’t have any theories yet aside from the fact that shes a born vampire and not a turned and that simply does not feel correct so I am DEEPLY worried about what it could possibly be but Tubbo running to them and HIDING behind them distracted me enough that I don’t even have any other Theories because AH TUBBO I LOVE YOU. And the fact that shes still stronger than Mumbo, which like duh mumbo is injured but. I am feeling things about Mumbo, the man who was strong enough to be a threatening menace laying prone on the floor and recovering from his wounds that like, Doc kept his distance, not being strong enough to keep blondie back even with godling blood in his veins is fglasdfgk.

AND THEN THERY’RE IN SCARS LIVING ROOM BECAUSE IT WAS THE ONLY SAFE PLACE MUMBO COULD THINK TO TAKE THEM AND MUMBO IS RECOVERING SOMEWHAT BUT GRIAN IS STILL BLEEDING PROFUSELY AND POOR TUBBO, WHO WASN’T EXACTLY EXPECTING A VAMPIRE FIGHT [Or at least it doesn’t seem like he was expecting one but oh shit oh shit blondies seen tubbo oh wait OH SHIT. ATHERIX. WAIT A MINUTE GET BACK HERE. EXCUSE ME BLONDIE HAS SEEN TUBBO I AM SHAKING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERS OH NO I GET IT NOW. NO ONE ELSE IS GOING TO KNOW WHY IM FREAKING OUT BC ~SPOILERS~ BUT I GET IT NOW AND I AM SHAKING YOU LIKE A RAGDOLL

God and the fact that they don’t call Scar like right away after making him PROMISE he would CALL if he got in DANGER I am smacking them w a rolled up newspaper even though Grian is covered in blood I am. Smack. Smack Smack.

I NEED THE NEXT CHAPTER I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

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This is so long I have my inbox opened in two windows on two different screens LMAO-

I sure as shit did and I'll KEEP doing it too, trust me once I get to a certain scene in the next chapter which dear readers I restarted bc I decided I didn't like the pov I chose hjkfsdjk I am showing you something that is going to SEND YOU-

Ahem. Anyway- HFCSJKCFKLSJLKFJLKFS BY THE WAY THIS MIGHT CONTAIN SPOILERS AND POTENTIAL SPOILERS SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK-

I'D SAY GET THE PITCHFORK READY BUT I ASSURE YOU INSTEAD THAT YOU WILL GET TO SEE THE GREENHOUSE AND IT WILL BE GLORIOUS THIS VAMPIRE HAS TOO MUCH MONEY AND NOT ENOUGH SENSE ABOUT HIMSELF HIS MATES DESERVE THE BEST LEMME TELL YA. hjdaskjfdsjk WHAT ISSUES WOULD BE MADE HMHMM?? I SEE ONLY POSITIVES :)) hjkfdlkgfjkfdk YES they just want the boy to be safe and nearby <3 AND YEAH GRIAN DOESN'T WANNA SLEEP ALONE BUT EVERYTHING SHUTS DOWN AT NIGHT IN BOATEM SO HE CAN'T JUST CHANGE HIS SCHEDULE PLUS THAT WOULD MEAN SCAR BEING ALONE DURING THE DAY AND JUST HJSJKHFSJKDSKJF so many problems to sort out <3 <3

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS CLEO AND BDUBS AND XISUMA ARE COMING TO TOWN <3 Because Mumbo has to do Politics now hjkfsdjkfgdsjk YEAH bc the Council wants to keep an eye on Covens <3 THEY ARE MATES I LOVE THEM SO MUCH Cledubs my belOVED <3 Haha ngl out of all the Coven Lords Cleo probably has the biggest First Ring they deserve the best harem mates <3 But BDubs is their ride or die, their second in command, their First Mate and just <3 I love they hhhfdhj THE LORD'S MATES ARE basically on the same level as the Lord themself, first ring/inner circle and over everyone except the Lord themself and having say in how the Coven is run, their the Lord's partners in both love and leadership <3 It's hjfredjksdk to NOT invite Mumbo's mate(s) would be so RUDE <3 haha and yes smirk, smirk as Grian finds another way to wind Mumbo up HJKGFSJKFHSJK- Cleo has so much respect which is wicked considering they and Mumbo don't have the best track record but we shall be addressing that soon hmhmm <3

THEY A FAMILY and it's such a Big Thing for him to let himself think because I mean the last people he considered family. Well. <3 YEAH he's like "I'd LIKE to keep doing this it would be a nice surprise for Scar but on the other hand I think he might should maybe be involved so-" jkfdslkfdskj I love them so much. Mind you next chapter they're all gonna be forced to confront some Issues they need to sort out but <3 They're so good together I love them <3

HAHAHAHA :)) HMHMMM LET'S SEE Scar establishes that Boatem has lots of inherent magic, has been touched by the Pantheons of the Void and therefore boosts/strengthens magic from the Pantheons of the Void... like Death, the Pantheon over the Vampires.......... unlike Fae, which exists on another plane of existence and has therefore never touched Boatem.................... hm hm hmmmmm-

BLONDIIIEEEE let me tell you I fuckin' LOVE Blondie she's so fun to write she's so unhinged and dramatic and her dramatism and attitude towards life in general is her hubris and so often the reason she fucking LOSES because she's so STRONG if she was serious even ONE MORE SECOND LONGER than she always is they would all be DEAD like- like she. She is so strong and unhinged and has NO moral compass, NO redeeming qualities. Just. If she stopped talking for once she'd win. So I wonder how Mumbo, Grian, Scar & Co will win now that she's done talking. Hmm-

Grian, knowing Mumbo can heal magically: NOOOOO!!!! But yes how PROTECTIVE they are of each other I am just <3<3<3 They love each other so much I am just hjfjkdsk <3 SO MUCH has changed over the last ~150k words I am At A Loss at how we got here and I wrote the damn thing HJFSJJKDSJK Yep. He dropped his bow, lost his dagger and his sword is just sitting in his old bedroom, the one he stayed in before moving into Mumbo's room <3 I'm sure that's not gonna come back to bite him hjkfslkfdsjk EXACTLY SHE'S PLAYING WITH THEM YOU GET IT HJDAJKFSHJ the fact that she got a taste of Scar AND Grian's blood before Mumbo did just hjfsdjkfhjdsjk ALSO YEAH BLOODBANK Mumbo has never been so offended <3

I LOVE Mumbo's shadow magic and I love that I get to explore more of it now >:3 And yeah Grian is just. His arms are Ribbons hfjksdjfkgsdhk not really but you know what I mean. He has been Tenderized and Chomped kjJFHSKJ he is going off PURE ADRENALINE and magic cough AND YEAH TELEPORTATION IS HER UNIQUE MAGIC R I P </3

YES I fucking LOVE that trope, too. Like if you're gonna make inhuman characters, have fun with it. Go all out. Remind people they're not human >:D Admittedly the Transforming Into a Monstrous Form thing is probably exclusive to Born Vampires (because Turned Vampires were once human and retain their human form, while Born Vampires were never even human to begin with) BUT you can still show a vampire becoming Less Human in not-so-obvious/literal ways <3 And y'know, maybe they do get a LITTLE bit of that Monstrous Transformation thing going on, even if it's not as... dichotomic or blatant <3 I just can't imagine teleporting could ever be a pleasant feeling honestly <3 I have no idea what show you're talking about but that is WILD <3 Trippy and concerning which is lowkey what I was going for haha <3

HAHA I DID THAT AND I WALKED AWAY I DROPPED IT ON YOU WITH A :) AND WALKED AWAY HAHA- Haha well. :) Do we. Do we remember that, uhh, that Scar. Reworked Grian's glyph. And it might be a uhhhh certain unique special glyph. :) Grian's arms shredded and bleeding profusely..... Would be uhhhh kinda hard not to get blood on the back of his hand right?? Right??? So I wonder. If that is so. If that is so. What is happening... that Scar couldn't answer or come running to help. I mean- surely there was plenty of time during that fight for a teleportation glyph to be made :) Assuming of course. Of course. That Scar doesn't already have glyphs set up. So. So why. Hmm :)

HE JUST WANTS TO SAVE AND PROTECT GRIAN HIS MATE ONE OF THE LOVES OF HIS LIFE I AM HJJDSJHFDSJ yeah he got impaled by Vampire Claws and she twisted her claws, salt in the wound honestly, legit nearly gutted him. BUT HE TRIIEEDDDD-

Grian just instinctively reaching for his dagger just to remember it's gone and just JKFSHJKFSJKFSJK THE ONLY REASON THEY ARE NOT DEAD IS BECAUSE BLONDIE'S HUBRIS IS SO FUCKING BIG. Grian making distressed bird sounds is everything to me I am just he is so I love him so much hjfdsklfgdskj AND YOU KNOW. IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND. HE IS THINKING ABOUT THAT NIGHTMARE.

Grian's self preservation is not the best, this man fought gods and won he speaks without thinking and stares Death in the eye and says "I'm a god killer" and just HJFSJKSDJKSL GRIIAAANNNN-

YESSSS TUBBO TO THE RESCUE. Funny tho. Why is he visiting the manor...... and how did he get inside....... when Grian and Mumbo keep the doors locked and just shadow-walked out and in..... and Blondie just teleported...... hmhmm :3 HE IS SUCH A GOOD SMART BOY LOOK AT HIM GO HE IS SO BRAVE mind you he expected Blondie to die after being hit by the tablet BUT STILL- Grian REALLY doesn't want this he has been in denial for about 50k+ words now <3 But now he must acknowledge it because it is becoming Important. And now we get to have fun exploring it >:D

Grian, literally fuckin bleeding out: Trust me Mumbo I definitely won't die from this Mumbo, injured and dying and running on instinct: Seems legit And then somehow Grian manages to actually NOT DIE, miracle of miracles. Of course I wonder why this is hm? :) But fear thee not, for one day... one day the circumstances will be different and it will not be because he Needs To but because they Want To and it will be brilliant. Yes there will be biting/blood drinking for pleasure no I don't take criticism it's a VAMPIRE FIC what did you EXPECT- YES PROTECT TUBBO. Even if they didn't adore the kid, him being Scar's kid- their mate's kid- means he's basically theirs too so <3 Well as far as Mumbo's "Coven=Family" instinct that he's dealing with for the first time ever is concerned lmao. And ofc Grian has Flock Mentality so- YES them Understanding now, Grian doesn't need Scar to explain and Mumbo now sees why every Vampire who has ever gotten a taste of Grian's blood ever has stopped in their tracks cuz HOOOOO BOY that is some Unawakened Magic there- AND YEAH NO TIME TO EVEN SIT AND THINK ABOUT IT JUST. GOTTA FIGHT.

Haha if you look closely you'll see Mumbo and Blondie do very different things after Blondie is injured and Mumbo drinks Grian's blood... Don't worry there's no grand conspiracy <3 BUT YES TUBBO HIDING because he knows they'll protect him <3 JKJSJKFSJKSDK YEAH Mumbo is so strong and she just. She just claws right through his magic shadows. THE SHADOWS THAT CRUSHED HER SISTER MIGHT I ADD. SO UH. YEAH. Take that how you will-

IT WAS THE ONLY OTHER SAFE PLACE MUMBO COULD THINK OF I AM <3 Hahaha Tubbo Tubbo... <3 NOW he's gotta help get them (mainly Grian) healed up and just <3 AND HAHAHAHAHAHHAJGFSHJDJKASA YOU SEE IT. THE VISION. THE FUTURE THAT NO ONE BUT YOU KNOWS >:D YOU GET IT NOW and I am ABSOLUTELY DELIGHTED AHAHAHAHAHA <3 Now here's the question.... in Blondie's enraged and inhuman state, did she recognize the magic he used? |D Did she put together, in the seconds between getting attacked and attacking, just who he is hmmm? |D

HYPOCRITES IN LOVE HAHA but the question is, will Scar have a RIGHT to be pissed about them not calling? :) Frankly knowing what I know and that no one else does, I think Tubbo's the only one with the right to be angry <3 I think, you know, that maybe he deserves to go off on all their overprotective asses about how they need to learn to be more open and vulnerable with each other and be able to ask for help when they need it or you know trust each other to be able to handle things and not try to choose for each other what is and isn't okay for them to do/face and. And. You know. :) Hmhmm

THE NEXT CHAPTER IS COMING SLOWLY BUT AS YOU KNOW I HAVE BEEN PLAYING SO MUCH MC SAVE ME

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[honeybeekao]

Top 10 enstars relationships (doesn't have to be romantic!)

im so glad i can draft ask responses because i cannot do this all in one go, im not that insane

1. madarei - who would've guessed! i know ive sorta defined myself with them, which wasnt intentional but i'm very very fond of characters who help eachother feel more human, and worthy of life. putting self sacrificial little gay people together is my favorite thing! they care too much about others it makes me lose it. i feel like the way madara can't not hate certain people contrasting with how rei can't not love certain people is interesting. i think the way they both retreat from connection because of how they view themselves as evil monsters is heartbreaking. they were both driven overseas at age 17 and grew up in weird situations. i think they deserve a break, both need more sleep and love, and they should also kiss probably

2. oh god here we go with the kaoru relationships chiakao - theyre so gay and stupid and oblivious are you Kidding me. chiaki's head over heels actually and kaoru has no idea. he also will not acknowledge how much he cares about this sunshine boy or why he feels the need to call him a sunshine boy and i feel like every pairing w kaoru is just trying to win kaoru over. get him to realize he also has a heart that beats a little too fast when in the same room as certain people. date plan is my favorite story is it obvious have i said this before idk i love kaoru so many people love kaoru Hey kaoru. there's a fic i really love where kaoru takes care of chiaki's wounds during 2nd year and it's so good. it establishes that chiaki is on his radar, but he wont acknowledge it and chiaki's just like 0_0 the entire time. i feel like kaoru's proud of him for how far he's come and that's probably a mutual feeling since they both changed a lot.

3. the oddballs - they make me sad catch me sobbing over the oddballs bot on twitter, their entire story is so aighdfgddgkxdg Flails hands in the air! kanata feels like the center to me despite rei's existence just because of how important the student council taking control of the fish cult is. taking lonely characters with extreme talent and skill n isolating them more is so evil and kanata specifically just???? adhhhghhghgghughh definitely appreciates and loves the others as dear friends, the beginning to him and shu's relationship is interesting to me of Course shu doesn't like him originally. but they have similarities in that they grew up with no friends, just one was praised and worshipped while the other was bullied. big difference there. also good lord my memory on everything with wataru is failing me right now just know i really like the oddballs. REI AND WATARU IN AQUARIUM MADE ME SO UNBELIEVABLY HAPPY.

4. reikao - are they popular and basic to some people? yeah. do i care? absolutely fucking not i love them, platonic or romantic it doesnt matter i really like them and i have a kaoru polycule rotating in my brain. i think the way rei gave kaoru the chances he needed to establish his identity as an idol is amazing and rei is soooo fond of him. so unbelievably fond of him <3 kaoru being able to get past his fear of commitment because his need to be helpful is stronger means everything to me, him helping rei out with leading undead. jzjfdjgkg loses my mind

5. crazy:b in general - theyre so dysfunctional i cant believe they manage to make it work. but at the same time i'm just incredibly fond of them. the way himeru sees kohaku as similar to kaname makes mecgkdhfhfh OUHGHHFFHHGG and the way kohaku does in a way reciprocate that brotherly affection. specifically loved when he was like "hey guys! listen t'himeru!!" rinne and niki are a disaster theres something so horribly silly about niki being at the center of madness constantly. poor guy. and it's not even that himeru and kohaku are necessarily disasters, it's just that rinne likes him most so he ends up the center of chaos. also he's the one working a normal job DGJDFJFDJ i think they all think too much and should voice their thoughts more, that'd solve many problems. im looking at rinne directly.

6. chiakana - ohhhh themmmmm the beloveds the angels i wanna cradle them in my arms. married couple but the happy married couple. i said this before but chiaki absolutely gets hurt constantly performing tricks, and kanata scolds him for not being careful and i think theyre best friends for life!!! i Love that chiaki teaches kanata so much and i love that like. chiaki meets this weird lonely guy and cares about him . chiaki has a big heart chiaki would risk drowning a million times to save kanata. THE LINE WHERE KANATA BECOMES RYUSEI BLUE MELTED MY HEART oigh ryuseitai OUHFJDHH also them hugging. that's all.

7. reikei - i try not to let them make me sad but if it happens it cant be helped... divorced </3 the way that rei still thought of keito as a childhood friend while keito was just overcome with jealousy Man keito has made a lot of mistakes in his life tjdjfjgjg my eloquence on this is so gone i think everything with deadmanz is a fucking nightmare rei im so sorry. i do think they can reconcile, like u say the enstars characters are really young and have an entire life ahead of them. i think about your reikei drabble when i think about them because it's cute and i love how you write keito

8. izukao - my friend got me into them Really fast, but then dance on ice ruined my life and now i need to see kaoru talk to izumi more. they constantly wanna impress eachother and kaoru is so casual with him it makes me lose it. the fact that izumi says kao's only redeeming quality is his looks? i dont believe you. you Gotta at least commend him for his dedication to u. i think kaoru's in love with him he just doesnt know it also i love their nicknames for eachother ALSO ADDING IN CHIAKI 3A trio my beloveds!!!! theyre disasters Ough. i love kaoru this entire post is just a lovepost to ksoru. he deserves so much love all these bitches love kaoru

9. narumika - Sidenote why is narumika the popular name and not aramika? is it because of the name naruchan and the fact she prefers that? it feels like a tododeku situation w inconsistent ship names but anyway awwwawwawaw theyre ride or die friends for life mika is arashi's poor little meow meow i forgot who said this to me but theyre So right. mika could do anything and arashi would not bat an eye, she'll support him til the end! the way she worries for mika's wellbeing is really sweet, and i think it's so good she's there for him. i'll admit i havent gotten too far as far as seeing/reading canon moments but know i will one day because im fond of them

10. rei and a forehead kiss goodnight

#enstars #once again not proofreading but i think.im good #clockwork 🕷 #enstars tag

[femmascthing]

charlottes notes while replaying ntmf: s1 edition

its quite long lol can you tell im sick and have nothing better to do

- jillian and noel are so relatable oh my god - imagine walking by as a 30 year old man tells a teenage girl to meet him alone at an abandoned building at 2 am. - i was right about noel’s parents’ standards??? - SHE CANT SLEEP WITHOUT A LIGHT ON?? Thats adorable - cybilla becker. (negative) - i adore the new interface stuff - why did they change how the city name is spelt.. Ill still call it laplace i just think the new name sounds very futuristic in a very good way - i used to think ‘why is noel so gullible’ but actually now that i think about it. She is just Relatable. Shes so pushed by her parents’ standards that she’d do anything to appease them and hold up their reputation - wait why does she have a book about devils in her room thats open. Foreshadowing girl - i envy the artstyle so bad i adore it - damn cybilla is REALLY good at manipulating people!! Holy shit lol - i honestly just already feel bad for noel - i did NOT know noel drew it herself. Cybilla just. Sat there? Help?? - CARONNN MY GUY - wait so when hes summon weird red smoke-cloud-things appear? Cool - HELPP ‘miss cybilla! I did it!’ ‘hey.’ (( fucking limbs go BYE BYE )) - im genuinely shocked that it seems caron has medical experience. ( i am not ) - wait how old is caron? Obviously hundreds or even thousands but. !?!?!? - noel sounds so british. ‘Why are YOU getting cross with ME’ girl - noel having a panic attack #relatable - she is having so many panic attacks dear lord - noels thinking and fugo fucking explodes shit. Wow - ‘when i’m alone, i worry and overthink everything…’ girl me too - theory time what if that habit seen above stems from her family’s expectations - i HATE the fight with fugo i HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - headcanon fugo weed enjoyer - like seriously hes acts like hes mentally ill (truth) and high - me making caron run around like a fucking idiot because i have no healing stuff left - fugo got fucking junko enoshima’d - no like seriously how did fugos body bounce back from that tho. - the amount of times caron calls noel princess over the series ( not much probably )really makes me headcanon it turned from a little insult to a cute pet name . they r so silly - IM LOSING MY SHIT. ‘noel.. Is that… you?’ ‘...no…i’m…just a witch.’

#charlottes rambling

[onlyjaeyun]

greetings my dear zadie 😁 i missed u sm (sorry for the disappearance- i really missed filling ur inbox like this pls don’t mind me💔) & i genuinely have no idea where to begin from because i just got caught up with like 30 chapters of strictly business and i haVENT BEEN SLEEPING SINCE YESTERDAY BECAUSE I CANT CLOSE MY PHONE 🧍‍♀️ first of all what the FUCKKKKK IS GOING AWNNNNN😨 like what the hell what the fuck the whole family situation is so heartbreaking then we have the fucking mind blowing jaw dropping earth shattering identity crisis inducing universe colliding inducing smut to have ever grazed tumblr idk if it’s the severe daddy issues but my GOD thewayjongseongisaservicedommakesmegentearup also can i just say as someone who’s been reading your masterpieces since hype boy i absolutely adore. like ADORE 🧎‍♀️ the way you write your smuts they always like ooze out love and i adore it sm like it’s like that one meme where u know it’s not a quick nut but smth made with love & care and that’s exactly how you be writing your shit dawg like you’re so talented?? out here making me close my phone every 5 mins just to giggle and calm myself down. now when i tell you my legs r aching bcs of the amount of hours i just spent swinging them while giggling because of the shit i was reading for HOURS BRO. 😀 like i’m so obsessed with how you write i want to kiss & appreciate each every single one of your neuron cells and axons for connecting to eachother to form such beautiful ideas mamas. anywho back to the story FUCK YOU SHIAH UGLY ASS PREHISTORIC ASS BITCH THE FUCK IS YOUR GODDAMN PROBLEM DAMN. like you’re genuinely a miserable grandma if you’re out here in your 30s or smth pushing 89 and you’re bullying & talking shit about a girl who’s 21 💀 like girl go teach at unis what u learned about dinosaurs since you’ll be talking straight up from experience. i bet yo ass she was there at the last supper arriving with her horse and all that like GIR- sorry excuse me for the disrespect fr 🙏🏼GREAT-GREAT-GRANDMA. GET YOUR GODDAMN SHIT TOGETHER AND BACK THE FUCK AWF 🤺 anywho now that we talked about the literal cause of the big bang theory let’s go talk about jongseong 🤭 no because i love this man with my whole entire heart i just- i <3 mature men <333 he’s so cool & mature & understanding & it’s making him so much more sexier than he already is it’s actually driving me crazy because wHERE do i find a replica of the man i just read about. like sir. SIR im losing my mINDDDD 🤸‍♀️🕳️ and then going to yn i love her sm :( she’s so smart & kind and she did not deserve anything that happened to her she’s such a sweet girl i can’t do this i can’t stand kind hearted people getting their souls hurt like this like pls she deserves sm better (i’m literally coming for you shiah. sleep with one eye fucking OPEN.) i’m so glad she has jimin & aeri w her i love them all so much and nayeon (btw making nayeon jongseong’s older sister single-handedly saved approximately 26392 lives and prevented 6 million deaths im telling u, ur mind? legendary.) and then we have seoul’s fav four oh mY GOD i love jaeyun sm. he’s so hilarious like bros always speaking & asking the ACTUAL questions he’s so funny i love him sm & hoon is just hooning he’s a bad bitch & a serious mf i love him sm for that fr always serving shit and all that a fucking icon he’s so real 💯 and oh lord 30 year old hee? is going down in the history books i fear 🚨 u making hee this attractive right after poison is just so ooooooo i wanna fight you so bad (w kisses & hugs duh!) but like gen. easily one of the best stories i’ve ever came across, easily one of the best authors/writers i’ve had the chance to read the works of and witness with my own eyes 🙏🏼 like thank u so much for your service fr i love u sm pls take care of urself & don’t tire yourself out (i’m ignoring all events that took place in the most recent chapter because no.) sending u sm love & kisses zadie ! <33

actually no fuck that what the fuck do you mean the engagement is ACTUALLY GONNA HAPPEN. didn’t jongseong already put that bitch in her place like GRANDMA???? R U NOT EMBARRASSED THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING. chasing after a dude when he literally told u all ur shitty fantasies AINT GONNA HAPPEN and someone who put u in ur goddamn place and SO OBVIOUSLY HAS SOMEONE ELSE HES INTERESTED IN (WHICH TALK YOUR FUCKING SHIT JONGSEONG 🗣️💯 SPEAK UR TRUTH DONT LET THEM SILENCE YOU!!) IS SO LIKE ??? girl stand up fr you’re famous ig & hella rich u can find someone else leave my babies alone i beg. and oooo girl jongseong’s dad fr about to make me become a lawyer to jail his stupid ahh alongside yn’s father (and her brothers) 👩‍⚖️ now one thing shitty men will always excel at is being a fucking asshole to everyone including your family yet excluding your side chicks! like at your prehistoric grown goddamn age you’re gonna force your son to marry someone he doesn’t even like 😧? shit’s wild fr. anyways fuck you shiah fuck every single dad in the story and fuck you shiah (pt2) cuz u ain’t SHIT. you will never be SHIT with your horrendous pick me attitude and with your personality that’s literally revolved around being a trophy wife (and being in a marriage with a man who doesn’t even want you??? like do u have no shame. no self respect. like idgaf if this is about business and allat the man DOESNT WANT YOU 🫤 get that shit in your thick ass head grandma) like that shit’s crazy and fuck that account that posted that shit i hope yn’s okay and jay makes shit up for her cuz come on now 😐

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MY BABY IS BACKKKKKK HI BABY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 you have no idea how much i giggled and smiled seeing you in my inbox imagain i MISSED YOUUUUU and hope life has been treating you well baby 🥺💞 pls tell me you havent been overworking yourself or i will have to fight you 💔

and please the way i couldn't even hold back my ugly laughs while reading bc you expressed my thoughts and feelings about yoo shiah in strictly business too spot on 😭😭😭😭

when i tell you the part where you started complimenting me, the smau and my writing made me tear up like i dont think you guys know how much your words mean to me and i will forever keep them super close to my heart so thank you so, so much baby. sending you the fattest kiss right now pls accept 🥺💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷

#; mailbox 📬 #; strictly business

[tsumikoz]

ok so u kno how on monday I was like hm maybe things r good :-) well apparently universe heard that n had enough of my shit

#world is testing me bro god im very grrrrr #its like how much can i repress thing b4 it bubbles up n i fuckin lose it #like i am not strong so its not like ill punch some1 but dear CHRIST #its just real agitating when ppl act like we’re in a low budget american high school movie #hey spoilers numb nuts u arent the cool popular love interest ur a self obsessed asshole who lacks any sort of sympathy #n spoilers! no1 thinks thats cool! u look like a dick! and u are a dick! fuck off #its all just small shit small insignificant shit i shouldnt care abt #but dear lord does it pile up. we’re not in a movie!! oh my fucking lord!!! #hey dumbass if u keep acting like such an ungodly fuckhead no1 will want 2 associate with u! #like ppl just say shit 2 me bc they kno i wont talk back. which is fucking stupid bc i do talk back. im just quiet #n ofc theyre too far up their own asses 2 even try 2 listen 2 even try listen 2 the other side #idk. it annoys me. im angry. almost got hit by a car on tuesday too that was fun #loved the adrenaline rush just kidding it was horrendous #eh whatever u kno. im gonna get some sleep. goodnight lots of love 2 u all #also idk if i made this clear its not abt any1 on here its abt bitches i kno in ~the realsies~

[sailorhyunjinz]

SKZ SHORT REACTION TO YOU ALWAYS CRYING , WHINING , AND RUBBING YOUR FACE INTO THEM DURING SEX 😭🥺🥺 CUTE FDDFFGG

It just always feels so good and overwhelming to have fat cock inside of your tiny pussy 🥺

Also ilysm <33 hry ?

-🐈

KITTEN! how are youuu~? i’m doing just fine, thank you for asking ^^

also... wish i could relate but do i get dick? no, none. ASHAHSHSA

OK QUICK REACTION (aka cherry word vomits) LEGO

warnings; dom!skz x gn!reader, dacryphilia, explicit sexual scenes, slight impact play, moaning, sex (well no fucking shit), orgasm,,, uh what more,,

before starting lemme just say this; as a collective THEY LOVE IT, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM LOVES IT but sure... some more than others 

Bangchan

nah mate you got him whipped 

W H I P P E D

just imagine holding him close and rubbing your face against his muscles while he’s just going at it OH LORD-

he already likes being in control

and when you show that you are weak in the presence of this dominant aura it just boosts that aura tenfolds.

i dont think he’d go as far as to see you cry but like tear up yk?

but BRUH HE LOSES HIS SHIT WHEN YOU’RE CLINGY

your toes curling as you try to move away from his touch, him already beginning on your fourth orgasm that night

you try to hold on to anything which is most likely his broad shoulders (oop drooling a bit)

DUDE HAS THEM GUNS TO BE ABLE TO MANHANDLE YOU WITH EASE

which he does... a lot 

but he would always ask if you felt comfortable and would remind you to use the safeword because caring dom shit 

whine his name and BYE- he cums

would ask you to say it louder

“let everyone hear how good im making my baby feel”

Minho

SKSKASK all of you guys are going to say that i’m stereotyping minho

BUT IT MUST BE SAID

he likes it to a certain extent

if you belong to the more extremely squirmy people chances are he would get kinda annoyed having to hold you down LMAO

THATS NOT TO SAY THAT HE DOESNT LOVE SEEING YOU WRECKED

nononono honey... this man is corruption kink in human form

crying >>>>> moaning

WELL THATS MY GUESS

he’d be all cocky about it

“only i can make you feel like that baby?” 

WAIT LISTEN TO THIS

he has a whole ass folder on his phone that’s just pictures of you being completely wrecked 

he uses them to jerk off 110%

it can really be any kind of pictures but his favorite is the one where you have both cum and tears running down your face

somebody take the internet away from me 

Changbin

awh binnie baby likes it v v much 

it let’s him know how much you are enjoying it which is more important then getting his own pleasure

oof service top binnie?? ok stop cherry dont LMAO

weak for your whining 100%

especially if it’s all like,, high pitched and cute I CANT-

ngl it gets him even hornier 

you’re feeding his horny monster by holding onto him, scratching his back and leaving all kinds of marks. 

just gonna say it; he likes seeing you desperate

“binnie~ i need you inside of m-me..”

say that and HE A GONER

BECAUSE HE LIKES SEEING OTHERS WANT HIM (i know all your secrets dont even try to hide it you smug hot mf)

because of his buff arms he would have no problem pinning you down if you squirmed around too much 

his sturdy arms in contrast with your quivering body OH GAWD

“you want me? beg then” 

and you can’t simply ask 

you need to whine it

IT DOESNT HAVE TO SOUND CUTE

just desperate ;)))

Hyunjin

the whole fucking rubbing your face and hair against him; in love

it doesnt even have to be against him

against the bed or against a pillow is enough to keep him going

your hair all disheveled when you look at him :((

“do i fuck you that good, baby?” he cooed at you, your head burried in a multitude of pillows. you nod, your hair in your face as your whole body jerks forward from his powerful thrust

we all know that this boy is vocal 

so you would have to be EVEN LOUDER to get him off

which you were

god you know the dance lives??

when he’s all sweaty and is heaving for air?

head empty. only that

yeah... he would like a clingy s/o

because then he can go around and be proud of himself that he made you cry in bed LMAO

he wouldnt tell it to anyone, seeing it more as a personal achievement HASHASH

a sucker of you being squirmy

gives him more reason to use force when pinning you down 

showing himself off a lil...

blushing mess if you compliment him on his muscles tho... 

Jisung

you know that video where felix bites a banana with the peel still on and jisung goes all “SPIT IT OUT YOU FUCK” 

yeah thats what happens when you start crying from how hard he’s going

he thinks he fucked up real bad

no dude you just hitting it too good (HASHASH bye im yeeting myself off a cliff)

crying in bed makes him scared but do you know what really gets him?

whining

A LOT OF IT

he loves how they go from small murmurs to full out long whines that are all uneven

some incoherent words mixed into them together with his name

he also loves how they sound mixed with his moans and growls

i feel like he’s very moved by sound

the mf that would record your moans no cap

i feel like he would be the one to rub his head against you??

yk missonary (wow cherry has nothing else to come with LMAO) he drops his head when he’s close to cumming, shaking his head slightly against your shoulder, his soft hair tickling you

he would be the one tearing up when he’s close

BECAUSE you feel too good wrapped around his aching dick :((

can we really blame him? 

Felix

OOOOH MY GOD 

OOOOOOOOOOOH MY GOD

he loves it

more than he should

all of it; the crying, the rubbing against him, the whining, the hair in your face LIkE OOF

why? because it gives him a sense of being in control 

he has you under his control which IS RARE FOR HIM

OK he subs for you a lot and then he does the same thing, probably even more than you do

yk the whole rubbing his hair against your chest as he’s whining at the top of his lungs

BUT HE REDEEMS THAT WHEN HE DOMS

which is perfect because then its a give and take situation

happy sexy times

where the both of you are enjoying it waaay to much

WAIT THIS

imagine him pounding you in missionary right.... and both of you cry!?!?!

two overwhelmed babies :(((

Seungmin

Puppyboy is all for it 

let me just say,,, he has a corruption kink SAHSSAHS 

OK I KNOW EVERYONE IS GOING TO BE LIKE

“cherry he’s so neat and tidy, how could he possibly have a corruption kink?”

THATS WHY. BECAUSE HE LOVES SEEING YOU ALL TIDY AT DAYTIME

but god forbid nighttime because then you are nothing but a drooling and crying mess, holding onto him for dear life as he mercilessly pounds into you 

i swear this dude is all about drastic changes like duality is in his DNA

and i feel like he likes people that have that same charm??!?

IMAGINE THIS RIGHT;

you’re riding him, tired and fucked out of your mind, eventually leaning down to his chest and nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck, crying from overstimulation

AND THIS MF lifts you up slightly and starts thrusting up into you 

thats it. 

i love him AHSHASH

Jeongin

it would take a while for him to get used to you crying in bed 

first time it happened he got scared, stopped and hugged you, apologizing like a thousand times

you all like “...it was just getting good?”

he doesn’t understand shit at first???

“b-but why are you crying then? tell me the truth y/n”

“but i am?” 

after you explained that it just happens to you he’d nod and continue

after a while... he starts liking it

and if you one time don’t cry he’d be confused again, this time saying;

“did you not l-like it?” 

“dork, of course i did” you say ruffling his hair and he feels relieved hearing you say that 

ah cutie :(((

ALSO the whining and the squirming; total sucker for that LMAO 

OK IMMA SLEEP NOW holy shit my back is scoliosis central rn and im so damn nervous for my exam tomorrow AAAAAAH fuck fuck fuck 

ANYHOW HOPE THIS WAS FUN READING <333

#stray kids smut #skz smut #straykids smut #skzsmut #stray kids reactions #straykidssmut #kpopsmut #stray kids imagines #straykids x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x stay #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x gender neutral reader #bangchan smut #changbin smut #lee know smut #hyunjin smut #han smut #felix smut #seungmin smut #i.n smut

[lifeisaboutbeeltits]

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ SOFT SCENARIO AT MIDNIGHT PART 3

* ੈ✩‧₊˚

✎ ALL CHARA BELONG TO: OBEY ME! ONE MASTER TO RULE THEM ALL

✎ Diavolo x ReaderAsMC, Barbatos x ReaderAsMC, Solomon x ReaderAsMC, Luke and ReaderAsMC

♫ Use your earphone to get the best quality while reading ♫

✄----------------------------------------------------

Diavolo:

"MC, My beloved queen, please. For my sake-" "Diavolo, My precious king, no. Just spare me with this task for a minute for MY sake" Same dialogue for 25th time this night. You try to focus on a task but Dia keep be clingy on your side. The crown prince itself say that he wont sleep if his queen no hug him in bed. Beside his childish side, you know you busy lately, and you feel guilty about it. So you try to comfort him now "Okay, okay. I will hug you and go back to task later" "Why dont you sleep with me too?" "I cant, Dia. I have much things to do. Okay?". Diavolo look sad, but he still hug you thightly and take you to the bed. He rub his head in your arms. You giggling, its tickle. "MC, this is bad." "What's wrong?" "I cant sleep with thought about you will go whenever I close my eyes" "Oh my, Dia its okay im still here, look" "Oh yeah. You are here. But you will leave later...." Dia puppy eyes really have no mercy. "Okay... I will make sure I leave after make sure Im comming to play with you in your dream. How about it?" "Not bad.... Okay." So Dia close his eyes. He looks like a little kids. He mummbling ".....MC, we will play.... So the rule.... If you lose you kiss me...." Pft, you wonder what is you both do in Dia's dream? "MC, you lose. Kiss me...." Since Dia is sleeping, there is no harm if you try kissing him right? You thought so, then you kiss him. And regret it. Cause... Dia wake up. "Uh..... MC? Why did you kiss me?" "Uhmmmm its..." "OH RIGHT! I forgot about good night kiss!" You confused, but lying now maybe will safe your embrassing thought. "Yeah...." "Thank you for reminding me, MC! Here is my turn" Dia return your kiss and he smiling so brightly before back to sleep in your arms. Your face now as hot as tomato, you busy to think about Diavolo for the rest of the night.... Poor that undone task....

Barbatos:

"Barb....! C'mooon sleep with meeeeeeee" You hugging Barbatos's waist, trying to make him fall to the bed with you. "MC, my apologize. But I have some duty to do" Barbatos patting your head, trying to calm you down. "I need to prepare my new tea recipe ingredient for my Lord first, and after that I still need to do some chores, and-" You refuse to hear any of Barbatos's to-do list anymore. All you need is just sleep on comfy bed together with your beloved lover. Why dont he skip some of actually-not-so-important-routine and cuddle with you? But you have no other choice, you lay down on bed and try to sleep. You could sleep for some hour but ended to wake up midnight. And all you see is nothing but yourself in Barbatos's room. You sigh hopelessly, Barbatos dont come back yet. But someone slowly come to the room. It's Barbatos! "Oh, Im glad you are not sleeping yet, MC. Here" Barbatos give you a tea. Its smell so good. Even though you just got angry at him, this tea make you feel more relaxed. "MC, my deepest apologize for my incompetent to keep you company. I would like to just laying on the bed and sleep with you but I cant make even few minute to cuddling with you" Barbatos apologizing with such a sad face, he hold your hand and thats make you feel warmer. "Its okay, Barbatos. How about we get some tea time this night? You can to pay your absent for our quality time with this" Barbatos smiling calmly. He look into your eyes with soft, full of affection. "Thank you for your kindness, dear. Let me pour your tea again" The sweet smell of tea accompanies you both to sleep.

Simeon:

"How about the story ended with happy ending instead?" "No, maybe we should close it with open ending, I need the second season later...." Simeon, sitting with you in his room at beautiful evening, discussing new books. You both discussing all day for the ending. Simeon try to thinking about best ending, and you try to think about any idea. "Oh, I just have to make it like this then..." Simeon murmuring to himself and writing something in paper. Sometimes he furrowed his brows, and sometimes he pause to think about the sentences. He looks so handsome so you cant help to start rubbing his head. Simeon giggling, he try to rub you back but you both ended up fell from the chair. "Are you okay, MC?" "Im fine. It's okay, Im not hurt. How about you?" "Im okay, here let me help you" Simeon offering his hand. You reach it, but suddenly he grab your waist and carry you to his bed. "Simeon! Im okay, I can walk by myself!" "No, its my fault that you fell off, let me help you" He lay you down on the bed and try to checking on you. After he is sure that you are fine, he sighing. "Okay, now Im sure that you are not hurt. But please stay here until I finish my story, okay?" Simeon smile brightly, stand up and going to the tables again, but you dont want to stay here alone, so you try to tugging at his shirt. "Dont leave me, Simeon.... Please stay here, could you...?" So Simeon decide to finish the story in the bed, with some paper and pen. You snuggling at him and lay your head in the "Best Pillow at Simeon's Bed" a.k.a his lap. Simeon blushing hardly, try to focus at his paper, he hides his blushing mess behind his paper. Soon, when he finish his story, he look at your sleeping face in his lap. He rub your cheeks carefully, and blushing again 'cause you looks so cute. But when he looks at the window, its midnight already. Simeon shocked, he lay your head in the bed and start to find Solomon. "Solomon! Why dont you tell me its night already? Me and MC miss the dinner!" " Oh, I thought you busy on work 'cause you doesn't respond when I try to call you and MC. Sorry" Simeon sighing again. "Next time, at least come to me when we will have dinner. So we both dont have to starving..." Solomon smirking, he winking mischievously "Oh, dont be mad... Next time if you both dont busy lovey-dovey, I will try to come then. Now, now, dont try to deny it. I know MC is sleeping on your lap, Simeon. I can see your blush, dont forget to close the door rightfully later."

Solomon:

You sighing desperately behind a mountain of homework. Exam week is surely a week of suffer in Devildom. Even you cant have a time to just playing a bit. The boring demonic feel come all around you when the clock hits 11 pm. This mountain wont end quickly. Suddenly, there is a origami bunny, appear from your book. "Peek-a-boo!" They said. They flapping their ears and thats so cute. "Awww, where is this come from?" You rubbing their head. "MC, it's me. Solomon the sorcerer that can trick your heart until they melts!" You chuckling, Solomon in bunny form is just unexpected. "You are so busy today, but I wont come to disturb you tho." "This isn't counted as disturb for you?" The bunny use their tiny hand to act like they are thinking, their feet tapping the ground. "No, making you smile is not a disturb, now isn't it?" The bunny turn into an eagle. They flying and rubbing your head. " Good girl is suppose to sleep right now, dont you think?" You shake your head "Too much to do now" The eagle landed down again and changed form. "Good girl that stay up late will be haunted by monster under the bed, RAAAWWR" The eagle change as a tiger, roaring with such a mini body. "Pfft, Im not a kid, Solomon." "I will sing you a lullaby, how about that?" The tiger transform into a baby near and start to singing. "Thanks for your work, but sorry it wont work for me" "But if you wont sleep, I wont have a reason to give you good night kiss, MC" The bear hand changed to be a smooth human skin, with a blue and brown gradient eyes that look intensly at you. Solomon sitting in your table look closely to your eyes with a worried expression. "Go to sleep MC, here, I you wont, Im gonna give you a ki-" " Okay! I will, I wil! Stop teasing me!" You such a blushing mess now, you wont let him tease you more with this face! But eventually, Solomon catch your waist and lay you down on bed, kissing you quicly. "At least let me finish my personal reason to come here" Then he disappering, just like how a prince going somewhere after he kiss his lover in novel.

Luke:

Today, you decide to stay in Purgatory Hall, Luke invite you to come, without telling his reason. He looks so happy when he says "Its a secret!". And when the clock hit midnight, when you just sleeping peacefully, "C'mooon MC, wake up! Wake up!" Luke shake your body, try to wake you up. "Luke, its 11 pm. Go to sleep, could you?" "NOOOOO I CANT!!" "Why?" Luke start to crying "Because.. 'cause I just messed up the kitchen!" "Eh?! What did you do tho?" "Im just trying to make a suprise for Simeon, since he teach me to do this complex pie recipe. I want to give the best result for him first as my way to thank him.... And.... And.... HUAAAA" Luke crying more louder now. "Its okay, Luke. Im here, okay? I will help you to make the pie" Luke' s puppy eyes find his light again, he hug you tightly. "Thanks thanks thanks, MC! You're such a sweetheart!" You hold Luke hand and going to the kitchen. The kitchen itself is not as mess as you thought, compared to what Mammon or Solomon can do to a poor kitchen, this is not a big trouble. After finish cleaning some stuff, you both start to make the pie. Luke poking the dough and put them on your cheeks. "Luke!" He giggling happily and you chase after him "KYAAAAA! No! Dont put them on my cheeks....!" You win with total 7 line in Luke cheeks. Luke just make 5 line in you cheeks. Now you put the pie on the microwave, and sighing, tired to running around the kitchen playing with that cute chihuahua. "UWAAAAH, THE PIE IS SUCCEED!" He jumping cheerfully. "HOOOOAM...." Luke yawning, his eyes now blinking heavily. He is so cute when he calmly laying his head on your lap. You are going to carry him back to his room before you see Simeon. "Oh, MC... And Luke? What did you both doing here?" Suddenly, Luke wake up and smiling "We make a pie for you! MC help me with this!" Simeon took a piece of the pie "This pie is delicious! The pie is soft, but still has a texture that keeps the jam inside. It's hard to make but you guys did it! Thanks for the pie!" Luke smiling so brightly "You are welcome, Simeon!" "But Luke..... Dont you think this is suppose to be a suprise?" "Yes, but I ended up ruin the suprise to you.... Its suppose to be a suprise for you both, but its not like I regret it tho... Im glad that my suprise turn into something that my more fun! Hehehe......" Say Luke before he close his eyes again. You smiling to him, "Pfft, good night Luke" You said while you carry him to his room with Simeon

❅ ❅ ❅ ❅ ❅

Last part of Obey Me! Midnight scenario. Next is for Obey Me! Xmas gift. They all will be posted on 25th December later. Hope y'all wait for it! (And if you have any request, you can DM me!) Enjoy your day, everyone!

MORE PART:

Part 1 (Big brothers)

Part 2 (Little brothers)

#Spotify #solomon obey me #simeon obey me #luke obey me #diavolo obey me #barbatos obey me #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #solomon x you #obey me #diavolo x you #diavolo x mc #diavolo x reader #barbatos x mc #barbatos x you #barbatos x reader #simeon x you #simeon x reader #simeon x mc #obey me shall we date

[clouds-rambles]

Im not even gonna go anonymous anymore. Arghh asking for another request makes me feel guilty knowing you have an essay due so i'll just present you a little prompt!

Being immortal and outliving people you love, you know the drill. It must be sad and lonely. But you know what i feel like would be devastating? Just imagine Teyvat in a time loop. Meeting your friends for the first time, getting know them, hearing their plans and ambitions, sticking with them through dark times, falling in love... Reader just happens to be the one to witness all of it over and over and over again.

Don’t worry about it! I’m horrifically avoiding it right now. I’ll probably have some lunch and do some more of it after lunch. I’m talking about things I enjoy so hopefully it wont take up too much of my brain and we’re going to ignore the graphic novel I have to create in 2 weeks too lmao I’m a professional procrastinator

I have a bit of an idea with this so I hope you don’t mind it being platonic and with the Mondstat guys either. I’m going to reference a previous set of headcanons where you’re the leader of the winds. The two writings aren’t related relationship wise though.

Pairings; (Platonic) people of Mondstat x reader

Warning(s); angst

Keep reading under the cut!

You had done this cycle millions of times before. Before you even became the leader of the winds, when you were just a small spirit. Much like your friend Barbatos.

And while the archon of this land could sleep for thousands of years at a time you had elected to protect his people from the dangers that the god of freedom was too asleep to do anything about. And in fairness you can understand why Barbatos has been asleep many a time to avoid his brain contaminating with similar ideals to Decrabain. You can’t blame him really...

But you’re so horrifically lonely. And it’s not like you’re surrounded by an absence of people. In reality you often find yourself over compensating for your loneliness. Nights are often spent in the tavern conversing with mortals that you can’t quite understand.

You half wish you could ascend to Celestia, at least there you can be merry with fellow immortals and not have the constant threat of losing a friend dear.

You have known the Ragnvindr family for many generations. It’s not like they are hard to notice. Bright red hair and, more often than not, a sweet, bubbly personality. Not many of the Ragnvindr’s have been blessed with visions, but they all make their way through life the best way possible. And while they seem to show similar thought processes to the previous anemo archon, especially considering the fact they basically own the alcohol industry in Mondstat, and more recently Teyvat in her entirety. But when you see the family treating their employee’s so well and with a great wage you can’t help but think maybe humanity can move past the age of dictators. Or at least the humans of Mondstat.

The newest Ragnvindr, Diluc had always caught your eye. You had helped babysit both him and his brother while you weren’t busy reminiscing in memories of old mondstat and slaying monsters of your home. The air of change hangs heavy on the air when you’re around them, it seems like the winds you lead are trying to tell you something that you can’t yet decipher.

Until the day comes when you can. Seeing a broken, sobbing Diluc shut you out of his home not only made you sad. But, it infact reminded you that you shouldn’t get too close to mortals. For, like your friend Crepus’, mortal life is fleeting. 

You’ve seen many stories over the years, but there’s only so many times you can hear the same story before they all meld together.

Take Amber for instance, decided to become an Outrider because of her Grandfather. How many times had you heard that story? Someones grandfather joined the knights and inspired them? Too many to count. And as much as you want to remember Ambers story, you already know, like all the others, her memory will meld with the others. 

Kaeya’s story isn’t one you’ll forget quickly, especially when the deeds of  Khaenri'ah weigh heavy on your mind. Though you have seen a small handful of changing of alliance stories in your lifetime his is probably the one that’ll stick the most. Especially when the memory of him crying in your arms after the man he considered a father died. 

There’s this one young girl you remember from centuries ago. She reminds you of Barbara a lot. Carefree, loves the people she works for. Just this girl was born a few millennia too early. She was apart of the Windblume resistance alongside the bard Barbatos fashioned himself after. You had attempted to smuggle the girl out the fortress many a time yet she always wanted to help. 

Sometimes when you watch Barbara sing you can’t help but cry over a girl you considered your first friend after becoming leader of the winds. Barbara is under the impression that you hate her because of how you avoid the girl. But being constantly reminded of someone you couldn’t save in the end makes you so sad. You’re not sure how Barbatos copes with donning the face of a friend when you can barely look at the face of someone who reminds you of a lost friend.

Razor sits fondly on your mind. He reminds you of the people you did actually save in old Mondstat. You remember checking in on a handful of refugees that you had to hide in old caves and how easily they had climatized to foraging for food. Whenever you see Razor you’re reminded of another young boy who went missing millennia ago who was later found to have been raised by bears. 

Through the centuries you’ve become good at pairing up couples. You seem to be able to point out people who will later enter a marriage. You’re not sure if soulmates and reincarnation exists, but that’s your only explanation being able to point to couples so easily.

You wonder for an immortal like yourself would be blessed with a soulmate. Especially considering you weren’t originally in a humanoid form. Maybe there’s some thousand wind out there for you that you’ll never be able to meet and fall for because of this form.

Your mind stretches to Barbatos whenever you think this but you never let yourself linger on it for too long. Lord Barbatos doesn’t like commitment, and you’re very much content with that, yes sir. 

Your eyes often linger on Rosaria as you often ponder if she thinks she’s the only nun to have strayed from typical nun doings. You remember telling a small Rosaria tales of Decrabains nuns and how they helped with the resistance against the tyrant. You wonder if that’s what gave her the idea to stray from typical nunnery. 

You smile upon Lisa fondly, a bright young woman with aspirations as high as the stars. Much like Rosaria you remember telling a young Lisa about alchemy and sorcery. She had such a knack for it, and seeing the woman return after only two years of study was a little disheartening. But you’re sure there will be people after her who will have similar aspirations with better outcomes. It’s not unlike you’ve seen people scurry their lives away in the pursuit of knowledge. You can understand her want for a different life.

As much as it hurts you in the end most, if not all, the people of Mondstat have buried themselves in your heart. And like you have done countless times before you’ll have to move on from them once you’re dead, no matter how much it hurts. Your mind ponders to Adeptus Xiao of Liyue. He’s under a similar curse to you. The curse of being alone while being surrounded by people. You wonder if that’s why Xiao has distanced himself from mortals.

And as much as you feel like you should take a page out of his book, you find yourself falling in love with Mondstat’s citizens over and over again.

#genshin impact #plationic #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #amber x reader #razor x reader #venti x reader #rosaria x reader #lisa x reader #genshin diluc #genshin kaeya #genshin amber #genshin razor #genshin venti #genshin rosaria #genshin lisa

[osakiharu]

GRACE ILL SEND THIS IN 😭 you can choose if it's tenjiku or bonten era; ran x fem reader that are fighting over petty things then they start hitting each other [SOULMATES LOL] then she accidentally pushed him too hard that he had a nose bleed now he just slowly gets up and walks and she’s just running for dear life LIKE THIS SCENE [if its tenjiku she hides at izanas back if its bonten sanzu? you can decide!]

OKAY IM HERE !! thankyou for being so patient college is literally sucking out all my motivation to write stuff and i’ve been studying for exams <3 giving you a kiss rn <3

okay so - as i said, crack fics are definitely not my strong point when it comes to writing so apologies if this isn’t great lmao but yeah i tried hehe

- i chose bonten ran for this hehe

- i feel like you both were being petty asf. like the argument/fight was so unnecessary but y’all were in a bad mood so you didn’t stop and go like “this is literally so stupid what are we doing???”

-and you both were kinda joking at the same time so you didn’t intent to hurt him..

- like maybe you went to visit him at work because he’s been coming home late a lot and you miss him :(

- and you’re in a bad mood because you’ve had enough of being without him and you just wanna spend some time with him even if you’re surrounded by a bunch of criminals and scary people

- but ran just got back from a mission with sanzu. that man has had enough because they kinda fucked it up and got their shit rocked when they thought they were finished…

- his ass got beaten up and he’s been working overtime. not happy.

- so even though he’s happy to see you (of course) he was kinda hoping to just nap on the couch in his office for an hour until mikey comes in to talk to him about how it went

-“you had better not be falling asleep on that couch when you have a perfectly good bed at home!”

-“yeah, but you take up too much space, now stop nagging me.” he was joking but he was too tired to make it obvious so you thought he was serious..

-gave him a smack upside his head <3

-so he smacked your arm but one of his rings hit you a little hard and you didn’t take it lightly..

-you in a bad mood + ran being an ass.. not a good combo

-ran would never purposely try to hurt you ever. he just doesn’t know his own strength sometimes and his rings are chunky :(

-y’all get into a little slapping fight hitting each other’s arms and chests and stuff

-you’re surprising him with your strength ngl

-you go to give him a joking slap across the cheek but he leans backwards and you lose your balance…

-guess who accidentally punches ran in the nose <3

-“y/n, what the fuck!”

-girl run this man is not happy..

-you literally go and run out of his office and

-ran walking towards you with a nosebleed is not something you wanna see very often that shits scary..

-your lord and saviour sanzu heard ran shout so he decides to come and check on you both

-as soon as you see him near ran’s office, you run behind him and peek your head out from behind his back like 👁👁

-“what the fuck happened to you?” sanzu’s so confused 💀

-“it was ran’s fault, he started it!”

-ran tries so hard to argue back but sanzu isn’t having it

-“you’re gonna sit here and blame your girl for giving you a nosebleed when you were being an ass? i’ll give you a second one.”

-you can tell he’s joking from his tone but you and sanzu are like a little team against ran so you both stand there giggling at him

-he hates you both so much

-ran makes it up to you by coming home and sleeping in late with you though !!

#you received a message ✶ #again thankyou sososo much for being patient MUAH <333 #you’re gonna have to deal with my shitty crack fic writing skills so my apologies

[sukiglycerin]

it takes two || katsuki bakugou.

* pairing: pro-hero!katsuki bakugou x reader (gender neutral!)

* genre: fluff, teeny bit of angst

* words: 1,647

* warnings: brief fighting scene (implied), swearing (duh), a lil bit of insecure katsuki but ofc comfort after, reader is mentioned to be in the hero business field, KATSUKI WEARS SHOES IN THE HOUSE !!! can you believe the audacity-

* original request:  Hello dear :)) Can I request a Bakugou x reader fic where he gets hit by a clone quirk and the clone is like the complete opposite of him, personality-wise, and Bakugou frequently loses his temper because the clone keeps hitting on his s/o I am sorry for bothering you :(

* a/n: you? bother me? never. actually, i’m sorry this took so long to complete! i’m hoping i can restart a consistent posting schedule soon. happy early birthday bakugou! this is my gift :) i hope you all enjoy~ i love @toishi for proofreading this T^T

it’s a lazy day for you. all you’ve been doing is sleeping, waking up occasionally to eat, and indulging in six different rhythm games despite your lack of rhythm, it’s a good day, snuggled up under the mountains of fuzzy blankets and squished in between soft pillows on your bed, your favorite song quietly playing from your phone on your nightstand. natural light fills your otherwise unlit room, curtains pushed aside to let the sun shine in her full glory. time is idle in this sanctuary of yours for only today; whether a minute or an hour has passed is something out of your concern. 

there’s nothing different when bakugou comes home, the jingle of keys and click of the door telling you that it’s him. he’s oddly quiet, though, and for a second you’re almost wondering why he hasn’t yelled “i’m home, dumbass!” before said blond peeks his head into the room. 

“hey, love,” he flashes a rare smile. it’s kind, like the soft light of the sun you've become so acquainted with. “i’m home.”

“hey?” you sit up, propping the pillows behind you so you can comfortably lean against the headboard of your bed. “you feeling alright?”

you expect a gruff reply of “the fuck are you talking about?” and a scowl, but get the opposite. a pleasant expression graces katsuki's face, which makes him look more handsome than usual. his hair almost seems tame this way. he’s also uncharacteristically clean; his costume is usually dirt-treaded and at least a little battered whenever he returns from hero patrol. now, though? his outfit is pristine, as if pulled out from a laundromat and ironed professionally. there’s a ghost of a frown on your lips.

"i'm lovely, now that i can see you." the line is spoken like a sappy confession from the male lead of a k-drama; you'd laugh if it wasn't for your utter confusion about katsuki's sudden change in demeanor. his facial expression is twisted in such a gallant way that it arouses suspicion in you.

you’re opening your mouth to reply when there’s a startling crashing at the front door. katsuki’s face falls into downhearted dread, as if expecting the intrusion. his reaction surprises you more than the intrusion itself. the door slams shut in the distance, rattling the house. the sound of boots clomping against the hardwood floor frightens you as you thrust your warm sheets aside (alas, they could wait) and reach for your bat under the bed. katsuki only stares at you, transfixed, and you feel the slightest urge to clobber him with the weapon. why isn’t he ready to fight? you’re up and approaching the doorway of your bedroom when you stop in your tracks.

“hey, fucker!” a loud, abrasive voice yells from down the hallway. “i found ya!”

you recognize that timbre in an instant, then turn to look at katsuki, still standing at your bedside, with a questioning gaze. he’s wearing an expression you never thought you’d see your husband have - his eyes are wide, mouth agape like a deer in headlights.

despite this vote of inconfidence from him, you pad forward slowly, bat gripped tightly and slung over your shoulder. you plunge forward, passing the doorway and glancing left. a shadowy figure stands five feet from you, its stature menacing. you swing blindly, but you bat is only met with more air. the figure is a little bit further now - damnit, it had good reflexes.

“you could still use some work on that swing,” it lowly chuckles and confuses you. you squint, trying to make out who in the world this guy thinks he is to comment on your swing. you gasp, faltering your grip on the bat. 

“k-katsuki? what?”

“got hit with a stupid clone quirk on patrol,” this katsuki grumbles bitterly, stepping towards you. he’s dressed in his full hero costume, green grenadier bracers a tight fit in the narrow hallway. “i apprehended the guy but my clone won’t stop following me around. it’s stupidly fast, too, whenever i try to catch it.”

“....and,” you start, “how do i know that you’re not the clone?” you pretend to inspect him close, eyes slowly trailing from the tips of his spiky, golden hair to his black combat boots. (oh, man, you were going to yell at him about wearing shoes in the house later.)

“don’t start this inception bullshit with me now,” he groans. 

“what’s katsuki bakugou’s favorite food?” you question, though you have no doubt that this katsuki is the real one. 

“anything spicy,” he bemoans. “now, let me-”

“that was an easy one.” you shake your head. “what was the first idea katsuki bakugou had for a hero name idea instead of lord explosion murder?”

if you were in better light, you’re sure you would’ve seen his cheeks flush pink. 

“mighty boom,” he mumbles. 

“sorry, what was that?” you tease.

“mighty boom!” he half-shouts, flustered.

“oh, okay, so you’re the real katsuki,” you say. “how do we defeat the clone?’

“according to the quirk user, it should disappear after two or three hours. but it can’t really do much harm, as long as it’s not in the sight of the user himself,” he says. “now let me at ‘im. he’s making a fool of myself.” 

he attempts to shove himself forward, but you stop him before he can see through the door frame. you glance at the clone, who’s looking at you with round, ruby eyes. he looks like a puppy with that innocent expression, and for a split second, you think that you actually might miss the calm, charming air of this katsuki. turning back to the real katsuki, who pretends not to notice the shift in your eyes, you exhale. 

“have at it, but take it outside first, please. i can’t have you tracking in more dirt.” you look to the dirt-ridden footprints behind him on the wooden flooring, sighing.

but in a flash he’s past you - wow, you really weren’t blocking him at all before, were you? - outfit a blur of black, green, and orange as he seizes the clone, slings it over his shoulder like it's made of air, and vanishes past you and out the door. he seldom leaves a trace of dirt, this time, smooth maneuvering himself outside while the clone bids you one last pleading farewell.

you hear blasting, yelling, and yelps, the lattermost presumably the clone’s, barely muffled from your position inside. your first thought wonders what the neighbors will think. you glance one last time at the tracks of katsuki’s boots then turn back to your room. he’d have to mop up that mess later. 

ten minutes and an eternity later, katsuki returns inside. by the pause at the front door, you figure one of two things: katsuki’s either taking the time to take off his shoes and put them away properly or staring at the filth he left on the floor. you’re hoping it’s the former. his footsteps are light as he goes to fetch a mop and clean the mess.

finished, he shuffles into your shared room and briefly looks at your comfortable position on the bed.

“what?” you whine. “hero business is hard. i needed a day off.”

this earns a laugh from the man, who’s in the process of removing his gauntlets and stowing them away. he shrugs off the rest of his costume, opting for much more comfortable attire and dropping his mask on a dresser. 

“how was your day?” you ask when he snuggles next to you on the bed. he’s sweaty and smells deeply of caramel, but you’ll nag him to shower later. the wear shows in his eyes and movement, sluggish after a long day of work. 

“good,” he mumbles, nuzzling into your warmth. “except for that clone bastard.”

you hum, joking, “he was charming, though.”

when he looks up at you with a vulnerable look in his eyes, you regret it.

“did you… really like him that much?” his voice is hoarse, scarcely a whisper. he averts his eyes, fiddling with the hem of your shirt sleeve.

“of course not,” you reply tenderly, bringing your hand to caress his cheek. he still can’t look you in the eyes.

“you know you’ll always be number one in my heart, right? even if you’re not the number one hero, you’re the constant in my heart.” you touch your chest, right over your heart. 

“y-you sure?” his words crackle like dying embers, inconsistent and unstable, flakes of lit ash that weakly dissipate into the atmosphere. a waning fire is still warm, though; with a bit of oxygen it can be rejuvenated, relit, and burn bright once again. 

“am i one to be wrong?” you ask him, and he faintly shakes his head. “i fell in love with you not for your looks, katsuki… i don’t want a disney prince. i want you, not some fairytale guy.”

“i yell, and i’m brash-”

you cut him off, chuckling, “and that’s what i love about you. you don’t-” you make a vague gesture with your hands, then drop them, unsure how to articulate your thoughts. “you don’t care what people think. you’re unapologetically… you.”

“you sure?” katsuki tries again. “that- that guy, that thing- you sure you don’t prefer a guy that’ll buy you roses with a note on the tag that says ‘you are the most beautiful flower in my garden’ in fancy cursive script on it?”

“do people really do that?” you frown. “i mean, i hope no guy does that for me-” katsuki exhales a breath of relief. you look at him questioningly but don’t press the issue. 

“i love you, katsuki,” you finish, “and no shitty clone will ever change that. ever.”

while he showers, katsuki’s thankful that he burned the roses from some secret admirer he found in your shoe locker during your high school days. 

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #bakugou fluff #bakugou angst #bnha angst #bakugou headcanons #bnha headcanons #luna's writing

[danihow]

Flower love

Legolas x human!reader

Lord of the rings

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: While crossing through the forest, our dear Y/N decided to help Legolas to braid his hair back.

Warnings: Fluff, that’s it. 

A/N: I actually thought of this after learning the meaning of some flowers. Im so sorry ittook me a month to finish this and I’m not even please with it.

The sun was half an hour away to be hidden by the tall mountains that surrounded the valley when Frodo and Aragorn came to the agreement of staying the night in a forest opening near a stream.

The girl nodded with a little smile just before leaving the bag she helped Sam carry beside an oak near them. She could still feel her back tense after carrying a hobbit for what seemed like hours while crossing some really high grass a couple of days before, when horses were not available to use. Those little men could be short but all the food they could eat a day really weighted on them.

Then, she looked at her surroundings, her gaze danced over the men who she shared her everyday with for the last couple of months, her gaze went from the four hobbits that gathered in a small circle talking over what should Sam cook for supper before going to sleep, Frodo being the center of the debate that Sam was arbitrating. Next to them, sat against the log of probably the eldest oak in the bunch that circled the fellowship was Boromir, his long legs stretched in front of him while his head was abutting the log, a small smile spread on his relaxed face as he overheard the hobbits’ chatter, almost closed eyes staring at nothing but a yellow hyacinth a few feet from him. 

Then, she spotted Gimli arguing with Legolas for who may take the second best place near the fireplace Aragorn was building up, the woman could see how Gimli scrunched his nose in disgust when seeing the other option perfectly placed near the fire was over some wet mud, mentally determining himself to win over the elf, who looked with a playful smirk at the dwarf getting angrier, even Frodo knew that the elf was bothering the dwarf for mere fun, he did not need a fire to keep him warm.

Lastly, there was Gandalf, sitting with his pipe in what seemed to be the perfect place, not too close yet no too far, a place where he could watch over each member of the fellowship during what was left of the evening without getting cold.

“Who’s turn it is to check the surroundings?” Frodo asked once their little gathering agreed with Sam to prepare some rabbit soup.

“It is mine.” The lady told she took her bow and quiver from her champagne horse and he nodded, looking up from the fireplace as he finished. 

“Be careful young Y/N, this woods are not to be trusted.” Gandalf warned in his wise voice, looking at the young woman with kindness, receiving the same smile back as she waited for Aragorn’s permission to leave.

“Be back before the sun is out, if not, Legolas will go and search for you.��� The ranger said without looking at her, knowing well she was more than capable of handling any inconvenience by herself.

“Of course I will be back before darkness arrives, there will be no need to search for me.” She told with a smirk just before leaving the little safe place they have established themselves for the night.

With light steps she jogged through the woods, taking in the smell of wet dirt mixing up with some wild flowers, probably some dragon flowers. Her warm eyes wandered in between trees and looked up the branches, noticing hints of the bronze highlights making their way throughout the branches, giving the woods a special feeling. The thin golden brims of light could be seen shining down to the ground covered in either moss or clovers.

Her cheeks caught the whisper of nature that summer was in its way in the warm breeze that blew around as her ears could catch a distant chirping, oh, how much did she wished to have the hearing of an elf to listen better to the beautiful melodies birds gifted in this season.

Time went by as she enjoyed the peace the woods carried as her eye caught nothing irregular that deserved extraordinary attention. Now, in a slower pace she walked alone to the opening just when the sun finally sat below the horizon and nothing but darkness could be seen, taking her time to arrive as she spotted the warm light of the fire not too far from her.

“Just in time, young Y/N. We were about to search for you.” The old wizard muttered at her returning with the pipe placed in between his lips. Making her notice how the silver-haired elf left his own bow aside and sat back down in the place he was before, it appeared the elf have granted the log to Gimli since the dwarf was proudly sat on it at the contrary side of the fireplace. 

“There are no signs of orcs in the near paths, they seem not to like these ways.” As the words fell from her mouth relief seemed to take over the hobbits a bit once she finally took off her quiver and bow and placed it near where her loyal horse, Dagros, rested. 

With much grace a human could have, she sat in the free place next to Legolas, reaching for a little notebook she kept in a little bag attached to her cloak

“Miss Y/N.” Pippin called, getting the woman and the elf’s attention. “What is that notebook you write in each night?” The curiosity in his voice make her chuckle as Merry elbowed him in the ribs.

“Pip, you cannot ask people things like that.” He scolded with a frown in his features.

“It is okay Merry.” She smiled warmly at them as Pip smile got back to his face in pride as he did not actual wrong. “Well, Pip, I just like to write what happens each day so when I get old, I can read and remind it in case I ever forgot any of the crazy things we do now. Is like a journal.” She said, opening the notebook to a random page, just to find a sketch of the mountains and a dry blue flower, which she carefully took in between her fingers. “I also keep the flowers we recollect, so I can frame them and treasure them in some years as I do now.” And with that, she had gained the attention of the four hobbits, who stared at the blue poppy and the acacia blossom the elf at her side had collected for her around a week ago.

“That is an amazing idea, Miss Y/N.” Samwise spoke as he stirred the rabbit soup he had in the fire and Frodo nodded by his side, staring directly to the soup with hunger.

Then, everyone returned to their usual chatter, Merry and Pippin chattering their mischievous plans someone should worry about later, Frodo talked with Sam as he cooked, Aragorn seemed to be talking with Gandalf in their own voice level, Boromir was resting with his eyes closed for some minutes as the dwarf sharpened his axe a few feet away with total concentration; the elf, sat at the other side of the fireplace, looked at the orange flames without attention while his ears searched for any strange sound near them and the woman by his side scribbled something in her notebook, knowing that the elf would not betray her trust and look over the pages she transcribed her life in.

Minutes passed by and the elf bit his inner cheek, his hand playing with some flowers he found earlier and kept in his pocket. “Y/N.” He called to get her attention, once her gaze was placed on his and he got a kind smile, he talked. “I found these near the stream before sunset, thought you would like them.”

His hand grabbed the flowers and revealed to her two pink peonies just blooming, one smaller than the other one but still with a far more vivid pink tainting her petals. “Legolas, thank you, they are beautiful.” Her delicate hands grabbed the flowers from his, touching for enough seconds to make his heart twirl in his chest with joy.

A few feet away, the wizard and the ranger looked the scene with a little smile on their own, knowing farewell what the elf was doing and how oblivious they both were to it in their own minds.

“I will keep them as long as I can.” Her words were sweet and warm, making his chest warm at her as she placed the flowers in between the two pages she wrote in a few moments ago. “I have not seen these type of peonies in a long time, back home we only grew tree peonies.” Her smile may not have been wide, but in her smallness all Legolas saw was comfort and happiness, making himself happy.

He smiled at her one more time and guided his gaze to the fire in front of him, losing itself in there. Gears in his head started to spin, taking himself down memory lane for some long minutes. Thinking about everything and nothing, like the trip they had ahead, the woods and its creatures, thinking about the fellowship and more; then, he started to remember, all kind of memories striking their own way back in his mind, the last months, his mother and father, anything his mind could get access into, he remembered.

“Legolas.” A distant voice talked to him, but he was still lost in his mind.

“Legolas?” A voice and a squeeze in his forearm took him out of his own mind, looking up he found Sam with a bowl of soup standing in front of him with a concerned look on his face, the elf, concerned by himself on what was happening look to his side to find Y/N with the same concerned look in her facial features while one of her hands slowly let go of his arm. “Sam is asking if you want a bowl of the soup, its rabbit.” Her words were slow for him to understand why they were calling him. 

“Oh, sure, thank you.” With a small nod the bowl was taken out of Sam little hands into Legolas’, careful to not spill any food in the ground. Once Samwise had walked away to serve Aragorn’s and Gandalf’s soup, the pair sat in silence, enjoying quietly their own soup.

“What has you so troubled? If I may ask.” Her voice asked in a mutter some moments later. There was no way in the world she had not noticed how he was lost in his own thought to the point his keened ears were shut from the world, something not so typical in any elf.

“Nothing, lady Y/N, just some memories from the past.” He answers, leaving the empty bowl of soup aside as looking at her, finally noticing the bits of worry in her eyes. “Seriously, there is no need to worry Y/N.”

“I cannot help but to when you wear such a look on your face Legolas. It almost depresses me too.” The young woman joked with a knowing smile on her face. “But is okay you don’t want to tell, just let me know if I can help.” She muttered, making the elf smile at her, how could she be so sweet?

“Thank you, Y/N.” He said with the sincerest smile he could give her. 

“And what happened to your hair?” She asked, just now noticing how the braids he wore were more undone than done.

"The orcs in the morning probably messed it up.” He mutters while his hands passed over the thin braids on the side of his head, remembering how in the last village they visited the woman in front of him braided a bunch of young girls’ hair. “Would you like to braid them for me?”

“Are you sure you want me to?” Her voice was pure concern, she knew about the traditions of the elves and the dwarves, she knew what the hair meant to them. “Is not that I don’t want to, I do, is just... I mean- It is your hair what we are talking about and I am... me.” She tried to make him understand her point because of her fear of disrespecting other culture, yet, deep inside she yearned to braid his hair for a long time now.

“I know you are you.” He chuckled, reassuring her. “And that is why I am sure, do not worry about that.” He nodded in her direction and make himself comfortable in the ground in front of the log they were sitting in, right in between her legs so she could have it easier. “You said you would want to help me how you could, believe this would help me a lot. You can braid whatever you want in there.”

“Alright, if you say so.” She whispered, untangling his soft blonde hair with her fingers, it felt even better than silk or velvet. Soon, she started braiding his hair, taking two thin braids from each side of his face to the back of his head, forming a big braid in the middle with both of them and tying it. Then, with her delicate fingers she soothed the hair that was left down, smiling to herself as the soft strands of his hair ran through her fingers with such ease. Through the process, the elf whose hair was being braided was smiling wide as he felt her fingers brush again his hair and in some occasions, against his ears, causing him goosebumps. 

Meanwhile, both Aragorn and Gandalf stared at the scene with a small smile in their faces, both of them could see at bare sight the special bond the elf and the human had together now and the eldest could predict how it would evolve in both of them, still, that was not ought to be said now.

“And... I’m done.” She muttered once she fully finished, making the elf to raise his hand and carefully touch the braids. 

“Thank you so much, I love them.” He said, getting up from the ground to sit back again in the log. 

“Next time an orc messes up your hair, make sure to pick up more flowers so I can braid them in your hair, maybe some more acacia blossoms.” She smiled while a blush covered her cheeks as he turned to face her.

And while the woman played with the pages of her notebook and the new peonies inside, rethinking if the braids and flowers meant what she thought they could mean; the elf smiled back with gratefulness as he may or may not try in a future to mess his hair more if it meant she would be the one braiding it. And then maybe, just maybe he could ask to court her.  

Yellow hyacinth: Jealousy.  Dragon flowers: Grace, strenght.  Blue poppies: Oblivion, imagination. Acacia blossoms: Concealed and chaste love Pink peonies: Romance, love at first sight.

#i dont wike it #legolas #legolas greenleaf #legolas x reader #lotr one shot #lotr #lotr fanfic #lotr imagine #lord of the rings fanfic #legolas fanfiction #elf #elf fanfic #peonies #flowers #lord of the rings #legolas imagine

[failbaby]

I have a real life tale of Homeric Epic proportions for you all. I do not condone the actions of anyone in this story

My senior year of high school, I was entrenched in a preposterous scandal between two of my friends.

Guy 1 was this completely indescribable, sexually ambiguous, utterly ridiculous little xc/debate club twink who was an armed libertarian leftist, HYPERfixated on working class history, and VERY intelligent but so hyperactive and deliberately loud/obnoxious that all of our teachers hated him anyway. He called me “Rosita Bonita,” and was accepted to Princeton and CalTech but was going to a mid-tier school nearby because he didn’t want to leave the mountains. 🥺

Guy 2 was an extremely easygoing, widely-beloved football player with a FIANCÉ he’d been with for 3 years (religious people in small towns get engaged young) who was a devout environmentalist and was planning on going to trade school in Italy after graduation. No real reason, he just thought Italy was dope, which I respect. 

Both good guys, both weird

We were all the same friend group (me, the dudes, the fiancé, & several other ppl), and those two were really close. Like if I was slightly more heterosexual I would say “bromance.” The summer before senior year, those guys, another friend of ours, and the fiancé went on an educational environmental science trip to Peru, where they, like, hiked around and camped out in the mountains. I don’t know or care what they were supposed to be learning about the environment up there, I just know that they split their little group of 4 up into a boys tent and girls tent, and these two boys who the Lord God put on this earth to play high school sports started fucking each other in tents in the rocky mountains of Peru.

Which would normally be like, okay, so what, Rose, why are you telling me these dudes’ business, but you have to remember that the second dude had a fiancé, a female fiancé no less, who was on the trip and was sleeping just a few yards away from where these boys were fucking each other. And this is where it morphed into everyone’s business

My friend, the only member of their little group who was not involved, called me from a hotel one night when they’d gone back down out of the mountains and into a town (and thus had cell service again), and she was like, “Rose, you need to help me.”

And I was like “What? What’s wrong?” Panicking, because my four dear friends were very far away in a weird mountain town and I had no idea what could possibly have happened

And she goes “I think that [guy 1] and [guy 2] are having sex, and I don’t know how to tell [fiancé].”

This is news to me, because I was previously SO sure that guy 2 was straight. I was like “I really think you’re losing it”

So we talked it out a little bit and decided that the high altitude was getting to her, and our friend wouldn’t cheat on his fiancé, who he really loved, and our other friend wouldn’t sow division in our close-knit group like that

School started back up however long after they got back, and things were just like. Completely normal for a while, and then after like a month of the whole thing being forgotten and under the bridge, guy 1 becomes overwhelmed with guilt and decides to tell the fiancé that he was in fact fucking her beloved in the Peruvian mountains.

Now, this was a MAJOR blow to the law, serenity, and order of our group, as im sure you know if you’ve ever been involved in a situation where a member of a friend group was cheating with another member of a friend group. All of my friends are very progressive, so it was much more about the cheating and lying than the fact that they were both men, but I would be wrong to say that that was not also a concern, because it came so completely out of nowhere. We were all blindsided (except for my friend, who I had accidentally gaslit into believing this wasn’t happening and she was going crazy from mountain air 🤪)

So. This is where it gets wild

Guy 2 takes the logical path out and decides to just lie and say that this never happened at all. Like, he straight up denies everything guy 1 is alleging.

I don’t know why he did that. You should never lie about something if the other person has screenshots, which guy 1 did. He had screenshots like you would not BELIEVE.

And he IMMEDIATELY took to the public Internet, which my mother uses, with these screenshots.

A lot of people had heard rumors about this by now, because these guys were both athletes and guy 2 was like “popular” or whatever, so it just kinda gets around. Guy 1 decided to feed the people and send the screenshots to the school gossip IG acct (“____ high school tea”), and of course, the person running the page was THRILLED to have such top-tier content so early in the school year, and it was all posted for their 1,188 followers to see.

The screenshots told a story that ran much deeper than two dudes fucking each other on a field trip. I had initially kind of assumed was just a “gay-for-the-stay,” messing around kind of thing, but there were screenshots of texts from guy 2 about getting MARRIED, telling guy 1 that he was his SOULMATE, telling him he “set my heart to flame,” “I love you more than anything,” etc etc., and, most notably, a picture of guy 2 in the act of SUCKING GUY 1’s DICK. Some of these things dated from WEEKS AFTER they got back from Peru.

So, it was clear to me that guy 1 AND the fiancé both felt (justifiably?) extremely fucked over by guy 2 at this point. The previously-airtight group was on the verge of collapse, as all of us had been dragged into this conflict between these 3 mfs. The girl called off the engagement.

Guy 2 wrote a notes app apology to the entire school claiming he had dissociative identity disorder and blaming the entire affair on his gay alter ego. Then he wrote a sad rap begging his fiancé to get back with him.

But the most insane part of all of this is that, since guy 1 AND guy 2 were both 17 when the explicit pic was posted on “[redacted]hstea,” the POLICE got involved. Guy 1 was investigated on CHILD PORNOGRAPHY charges for a picture of him getting his own dick sucked by a peer, as was guy 2, AS WAS the person running the tea account.

(This tea account had ruined lives, so when her identity was revealed, she literally transferred schools within like a week. Or maybe she’s in jail idk)

The charges were dropped and the boys were let off with a warning, because like. From a legal standpoint, who cares, but we All had to go to an internet safety assembly run by cops where they lectured us for two hours about not taking nudies, and EVERYONE was looking at me and my friends, because even though we had nothing to do with it, they KNEW we were affiliated with the defendents, and that was enough for them

Then guy 1 shot out the back window of guy 2’s car, which was the catharsis of the whole event, and it effectively blew over within another month or two.

Our group was split in half by loyalty (we joked and said guy 2 and his fiancé were like our divorcing parents), and I did not see those two in a room together for SEVERAL months, but then there was one weekend in like February that we all got together like old times (except for the fiancé who had moved on to a better man, as she should), and we were talking about going to a party with some of guy 2’s football friends, and guy 1 was like “I’m not gonna do that. You know what they say about me.”

And guy 2 tucked guy 1’s hair behind his ear and said with ZERO hesitation, “But you know I won’t let anything happen to you.”

This is a completely benign interaction, but imagine being me, witnessing this after 8 months of general social hell, child pornography charges, ruined friendships, Megan is missing assemblies, THE most dramatic breakup I’ve ever seen in my life and subsequent SoundCloud raps, shot out car windows, and a fake DID diagnosis, ALL because guy 2 wanted to avoid allegations of gay behavior. For WHAT.

Anyway coronavirus happened and idk what’s going on with them now and I don’t care but that’s my villain origin story

#oc #you can't make this shit up #this is why I don’t fw no person on any level

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Sleepless | Zuko x reader

A/N: this was requested like a week ago, i know :( school is kicking my proverbial butt at the moment, but i promise im working whenever i can to get new content for you all! i hope you will forgive me :( (also yes, i am working on another part for Teamwork, no need to worry)

Prompts:

13: I always sleep best when you’re next to me.

44: Why are you still awake?

Pairing: Zuko x reader

Word count: 3k

Warnings: there is a pretty steamy kiss at the end, but other than that, just tooth-rotting fluff :)

The fire nation palace felt so… big and cold, especially at night. It made you feel small and alone, and you usually found yourself clutching your pillow to your chest for dear life. You had been with the others during the war, helping the cause in any way you could, and even six months later, you couldn’t shake the feeling of general uneasiness you got when seeing anything related to the fire nation – especially when you were trying to sleep.

When the war ended, Zuko had asked you to remain behind in the fire nation with him. He needed help understanding cultures other than his own, since his nation and culture had been romanticized for him his entire upbringing. He knew very little of rituals, rites of passage, linguistic differences, and so on. Even the question of climate could be difficult for him to grasp at times, which made you laugh.

When the fire prince first suggested for you to stay, you were hesitant at first; leave your family behind, get used to this new idea of the nation which had haunted your nightmares for so long, and being mostly alone in your situation hadn’t sounded appealing at all. However, once Aang agreed that you really could do some good by staying, you begrudgingly agreed – you hadn’t spent all that time trying to help the world just to back out now.

So now, two months since your move to the fire nation and since taking up your new position at the fire lord’s side, you were staying in a palace which gave you nightmares. Zuko had been very kind to you, doing his best to accommodate you in a way which made you comfortable and happy, but the general unease you felt was far from his fault – he was more or less the reason you were there to begin with.

Of course, the crush you had been harboring on the boy since he first joined you in the western airtemple had aided in your decision to stay; not that anyone other than Katara knew the truth. He was just so… cute. Spirits, he would kill you for even thinking that about him, but you honestly couldn’t help it. He was awkward, but not in a creepy kind of way. He was really sweet and caring, and extremely understanding. He did his best to keep the mood light, without going overboard (cough Sokka cough). He had taught you so many things, seen so many things with you and you could just feel your heart yearning for his whenever he crossed your mind.

So, staring up at the ceiling – completely sleepless – you huffed out a sigh and a groan. You tossed your pillow aside and sat up in bed, putting your head in your hands. If you didn’t start catching up on your sleep soon, you were going to lose your mind. You groaned out loud, sighing again, and staring at the ceiling again.

“Damn it, I need to do something,” you muttered to yourself, getting out of bed. You slipped into a red silk robe and a pair of red slippers to aid your feet in not falling off, and started tip-toeing out of your room towards the kitchens.

Since you couldn’t sleep while you were here, you  had made a habit for yourself to go to the kitchens and make a cup of tea during the night. You usually then brought your cup with you into the library, where you could read up more on fire nation culture, so as to aid the fire lord better in his quest to make peace.

You were so used to your routine at that point, you didn’t even need to look for anything; it all just flowed smoothly, and you didn’t even make a sound throughout the entire process. Heating up the tea would have been difficult if some of the servants hadn’t been non-benders who needed some assistance to heat the tea up without bending, but you were in luck. Grabbing the jar with the jasmine tea, you prepared a pot and grabbed a mug, placing everything on a tray before sneaking the rest of the way to the library.

The doors were big and heavy, so you had to turn around to push with your back, since your hands were occupied. Once the door had slid open, you turned around to walk in, only to find Zuko already in there, pouring over a book on the sofa. You stilled, not really knowing what to do. Had he heard you enter? You had become quite proficient at sneaking the past few weeks, but you knew the man had excellent hearing, so him not noticing your entrance seemed unlikely.

Just as you were going to turn around and leave, Zuko’s head snapped up and his gaze met yours. Your body immediately came alive, blood rushing to your face and ears, and your stomach erupting with butterflies. You smiled bashfully at him, and opened your mouth to speak.

“I-I’m sorry, Lord Zuko. I did not know you would be in here at so late an hour,” you stuttered. You wanted to facepalm, but both your hands were occupied, so you just stood there awkwardly. “Uhm, I can leave.”

“N-no! I…” he started, sucking in a deep breath before smiling and continuing. “I really don’t mind your company. And please, just call me Zuko.”

You grinned at him, and he grinned back. “Sorry I went all formal and weird, I know we know each other, I just… haven’t seen you since you became fire lord, I guess.”

There hadn’t been any meetings regarding other nations’ cultures yet, and so you hadn’t seen Zuko since moving in; he had sent you a few notes, just telling you that you could come to him if you had any issues. It had been very sweet, and you had always sent a ‘thank you’ right back. Still, you had been a bit unsure of how to act in front of him.

“Oh, yeah,” he laughed a little as you set your tray down on a table and went to shut the door. “I guess you haven’t, huh? I’m still not used to it, if I’m honest,” he grimaced, and you smiled.

“I hope it’s okay that I raided the kitchen for jasmine tea?” you inquired, and the boy smiled at you fondly.

“No problems at all, Y/N. I remember you used to drink a lot of tea, you said it was ‘good for your nerves’,” he teased, and you blushed again. “The staff informed me that a lot of tea seemed to be missing, I was suspecting uncle.”

You started apologizing again, but he just laughed and waved you off. After that, you both fell silent, and you decided to get up and find the book you had started reading earlier that week, but had never gotten to finish. You opened the pages delicately, searching for your place before finding it and settling into your usual armchair by the fireplace, which was lit for once. The entire time, you could feel Zuko’s gaze on you, studying your every move.

When you paused to pour some tea into your mug, you looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. “What?”

The boy blinked at you a few times, before shaking his head. “Oh, uh, nothing,” he mumbled, and you smiled back at him. “I was just wondering… why are you still awake?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” you shrugged. For a moment he looked as though he was going to inquire further, but then he seemed to let it go, and no more words were spoken until he had to leave so he could get some sleep.

The whole interaction had been weird at first, but incredibly soothing once all the awkwardness had dissipated. His presence reminded you of… not simpler times, per se, but happier ones. Ones spent laughing with the first friends you had ever really had, friends who you were now missing so dearly. But having the comfort of one of them calmed you down enough that once you finally went back to your own room, you slept more peacefully than you had in a long time.

After that night, the two of you met up in the library at night at least three times a week. He was a busy man, but he wanted to make time for one of his dearest friends – and long-time crush, but he still maintained that part was irrelevant. He never thought you would like him back, like ever. It was a concept he didn’t even dare think about, for fear of getting his hopes up only to get them crushed later.

Three more months later, you had met up in the library during sleepless nights countless times. It had become a routine of sorts; he was usually there before you, since you were busy making a pot of tea to bring (now with two mugs, of course), and once you arrived, you would exchange a few words before settling down with a book each in comfortable silence.

The more times you met up, the more comfortable you became with each other. The first night had been spent with him on the couch, and you in an armchair – two weeks later and you were both on the couch. At this point, you tended to lean back against him on the couch as he played with your hair, still silently reading your own books. It was the highlight of your time in the palace, for sure.

This particular night, you were very tired. You even contemplated skipping the library, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, no matter how much your mind screamed at you for some rest. So as you sank down against Zuko’s form, his fingers running through your hair, your eyelids started drooping. You tried to fight against it, you really did, but it was no use; five minutes later, and you were out like a light.

It took a while for the fire lord to recognize that you were asleep – you were a very peaceful sleeper, no snoring or movement, and he was so content with you against his chest as he turned the pages of his book. Still, once he realized, he kind of panicked.

You were sleeping against his chest. He wanted to move you, carry you to your room or something, but he was scared to wake you. So for a while, he just stayed there, frozen. He didn’t even dare turn the page of his book for fear of stirring you from your – much needed – sleep.

After around 30 minutes, though, he realized staying like that wasn’t doing anyone any good. Your neck was at an awkward angle, his back was getting stiff, and honestly? The sound of your breathing was lulling him to sleep as well. He sighed, but carefully extracted himself from you before picking you up in his arms as though you weighed nothing. He decided to leave the tray with the mugs and kettle; you were more important. You slept soundly the entire way to your room, and only woke when Zuko carefully placed you on top of your soft bed. You didn’t open your eyes though, just stretched a hand out to get him to join you.

The gesture made Zuko freeze where he stood – were you really insinuating what he thought you were, or was it a dream? A hallucination born from the desire to be near you, perhaps? But when you sleepily whimpered his name, it was confirmed for him; you wanted him to stay and sleep in your bed with you.

“Are you sure, sweetheart?” he asked carefully, and at your huff combined with an intense nod of your head, he smiled.

Had he been less tired, he might have been able to resist. However, he was tired, and longed for your warm, soft curves to be pressed up against him. Maybe in your embrace, he could escape the nightmares that plagued him so. As soon as he was next to you and you both were under the covers, your tiny frame wrapped around his tall, muscular one, and you found sleep with a sigh.

He managed to kiss your forehead and wrap his arms around you before the darkness overtook him, his mind more at peace than it had been since early childhood.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky just burgeoning on a light pink, you suddenly woke. You were unbelievably warm, and even more comfortable. You were surrounded by the smell of firewood and pure manliness, which comforted you greatly. A few moments later, however, you found yourself nearly panicked; you were sleeping in the same bed as Zuko. How in the entire world had that happened?!

Of course you weren’t upset that he was there – if anything, it was like all your dreams coming true – but you had no idea if anyone had noticed his absence, if there was widespread panic, or, worst of all, what if he didn’t want to be there with you?  What if he was annoyed with you for falling asleep in the library?

You were broken out of your panic when the man in question groaned and stretched, automatically grabbing you and pulling him into you. You stiffened even further, not knowing how to react to the sudden affection he was showing towards you.

Once he realized he wasn’t dreaming, Zuko stiffened too. In his defense, this exact situation was very often part of his dreams; dreams where you were his wife, you had children together, and everything was more than perfect. It still felt that way when he had woken up, just as perfect as a dream, if not better.

“G-good morning,” you stuttered, deciding to break the silence.

“Morning,” he answered hesitantly, and the sound of his gravelly voice first in the morning damn near made you swoon.

After that, neither one of you really knew what to say. The sky was slowly brightening to include red, then orange, before yellow and white tones joined in, creating a beautiful gradient that signaled the start of yet another day. He didn’t want to break the silence, and neither did you. It was a thick kind of silence, and he was scared that breaking it would break the spell of just being together. Alone.

You both realized that you couldn’t stay like that forever, though, and after a while, you decided to bite the bullet.

“I’m so sorry I fell asleep yesterday.” Your voice was hardly above a whisper, but he heard you loud and clear nonetheless.

“It was really not a problem, Y/N. I’m just glad you finally got some rest, is all.”

His voice was still gravelly, but somehow felt smooth at the same time. He didn’t seem annoyed or angry, in fact he seemed perfectly content to remain exactly where he was. And he was.

“Well, I’m sorry you slept here. I didn’t mean to intrude on your resting time…” you mumbled, and he exhaled a breath.

“Y/N…”

You interrupted him immediately. “I mean I had no intention of falling asleep like that, especially on top of you! I just kind of, I don’t know, felt comfortable, and I’d had a really tiring day, and-“

“Y/N, I sleep better with you next to me,” he decided to inform you, interrupting your ramblings. When you gave him an incredulous stare, he laughed a little. “We used to sleep next to each other all the time. Granted, those were stressful times, but I think I got used to it. Even when the others weren’t exactly accepting of my presence, you always treated me with kindness. I guess I’m… comfortable around you. And I think… It may be because I like you. A lot.”

His words stunned you into silence. How could this perfect man, with more power than anyone would ever need, like you? He had always treated you kindly, and that was part of his appeal. Even when he was supposedly trying to capture the avatar, he had seemed a bit on edge, almost like he wanted to hold back. A few times he had held back, even though you could see how much it hurt him to do so. When he joined you, he’d had no issues carrying his own weight, even helping relieve some of the others’ burden. He had been so patient with Aang while teaching him firebending, and with all of you when it came to your slightly odd humor and hijinks.

In short, you loved this man, and in an effort to show him, you decided to kiss him.

Your lips seemed to meld with his perfectly. He took it slow and steady, caressing your cheek as he kissed you. Your arms seemed to have a mind of their own as they curled around the back of his neck, playing with the locks of hair at the nape of his neck and pulling him a little bit closer.

The kiss was everything you had ever wanted and dreamt of; he was everything you had ever wanted and dreamt of, and he was more. His lips were soft and pillowy, he responded so beautifully to your kisses and caresses, tugging you closer and grunting with pleasure.

Zuko himself felt like he was dying. Spirits how he loved to kiss you, touch you, make you feel good. The way you played with his hair drove him absolutely crazy, and the feel of your lips was the most exquisite thing he had ever felt in his entire life. You were everything to him, and now that he knew what you tasted like, he could never go back.

Unfortunately, you had to pull apart eventually. You were both gasping for breath, lungs burning from the lack of oxygen, but you were both smiling like idiots. Everything was about to change, but neither one of you minded in the slightest.

Being sleepless had never resulted in anything better.

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