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#🌹 anon
rinhaler ¡ 5 months
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toji fucking his step daughter because his wife won’t give him any attention and she’s the second best thing :3
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daddy toji my beloved :3
warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, praise (good girl), biting, age gap, stepcest, cheating, daddy kink, creampie, bimbofication, virginity loss, fingering, masturbation.
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Toji doesn’t know what to think, what to feel, whenever he sees you floating around the house. You’re confident, that he knows. Short skirts and tiny t-shirts are usually your go to attire, whether you’re at home or going out with your friends, you often dress scantily.
He tried scolding you about it, but you didn’t listen. And his wife, well, maybe if she supported him more he wouldn’t be thinking such oh so inappropriate things about his cute little step daughter.
“Where is she?” you ask, rudely, snapping Toji from his thoughts as you lean across the breakfast bar. He has to force himself to not look down your top, your cleavage on full display. Though his eyes do slip downward when he realises you aren’t even looking at him, too engrossed with your phone. “Said she’d give me money t’get my nails done.” you tell him, and he now knows you’re referring to your mother.
“She’s back to school shopping with Megumi.” he tells you, breaking his stare from your low cut crop top and looking into your eyes. Have you always been so skanky?
You’re a grown woman. He can’t believe you’re still leaching off of your mother. Nails can’t be that expensive. You should get a job and pay for them yourself. What makes you so special that you just get whatever you want just because you asked?
“Oh, well, you’ll have to gimme it.” you smile at him briefly before texting your friends again. You don’t even notice when he scoffs, shaking his head in disappointment.
What’s annoying him more is the fact that you’re reminding him so much of your fucking mother. Before she grew up, before they grew old, she was exactly like you. Vapid and gorgeous. She had him wrapped around her little finger back in the day, and he’s sure you are the same with every boy you come into contact with.
He feels his cock strain against his slacks as he thinks about all of hot and wild sex they used to have back then. Honestly, these days, he doesn’t remember the last time he got his dick wet. Now he’s just a miserable, pent up dad in a regular marriage. That’s life though, right? That’s just what happens as you get older.
Your wife loses interest and you develop a porn addiction.
“I’m not pay—”
You silence him as you pull your old school pink flip phone to your ear and hold up a finger in front of him, smiling when you hear your friends voice. “Yeah I’ll be there in thirty! Daddy’s givin’ me the money.” you beam at him, your shoulders bouncing as you talk excitedly.
Toji shakes his head again, reaching into his back pocket to grab his wallet.
He’s wrapped around your finger, like mother like fuckin’ daughter.
“I’m not fucking Satoru!” you tell your friend, rolling your eyes. Your step father freezes, for just a moment, before pulling out some money from his wallet. You look down at his hand and see the pitiful amount, taking his wallet from him and stealing a few extra bank notes while you rest your phone between your ear and shoulder. “Ugh. No one believes me! Do you? Whenever I tell anyone ‘m a virgin they think I’m lying.”
“Hang up the phone.” Toji tells you, but you barely hear him. You look at him for a split second before focusing on the call again.
“No, I didn’t! I sucked him off and that’s all I’ve done.” you huff. “Also my step dad is here so, like, stop talking about it.”
“Kid, hang up the fuckin’ phone.” he tells you, louder.
“Wait a sec,” you tell your friend, moving the phone away from your ear. “What?”
“Hang. Up.”
“Oh my God!” you moan, “I’ll meet you there, Toji wants to talk to me— yeah I’m probably getting in trouble because of you! Hahaaaa okay, byeeee~!” you smile, hanging up and giving your full attention to your step-father. He doesn’t speak, and neither do you. Not for a while, not until the silence makes you too uncomfortable to keep it going. “Is this ‘cuz of the money? You didn’t give me enough.”
“I— no, sweetheart.” he shakes his head. “Were you lyin’ to your friend, just now? About being a virgin?”
“Hm? No, why?”
Toji huffs out a breath, his cheeks filling with air as he thinks things through. He’s shocked, to say the least. He always thought you were putting out like a pro. He knows you’ve been on birth control for years. He’s had to drive you to get your injection a few times. He never thought about it much, just a regular dad chore when your mother wasn’t available.
But you’re a woman, now.
He’s surprised you haven’t been fucking since you were a teenager. But he’s even more surprised that you aren’t sexually active, now. He can’t help but wonder why. What’s stopping you? You dress like a slut, after all. Why aren’t you acting like one?
He reaches over and grabs his wallet and the money from your hand. You want to protest, but he walks by you too quickly for you to object. He hurries up the stairs and slams the door after himself.
“A— Am I grounded?!” you yell, hoping for a response.
Nothing.
You follow up the stairs, running up them as best you can in your high heels, and wait outside of his bedroom door. You knock a few times, and get no response. So you begin to pound on the door.
“Toji! You can’t ground me anymore!”
“You’re not grounded, come here.” he instructs. You open the door and walk into the room. He’s sitting on the edge of his bed, belt unbuckled and zipper down. He must be changing into something comfier to wear around the house. “Sit.” he tells you, patting his hand on his lap.
You go to him, immediately, sitting sweetly on his thick thighs as he thinks about what to say.
“Didn’t realise you were such a good girl,” he tells you, kissing your shoulder softly. “You’re like a nice version of your mother.”
“Should divorce her if y’don’t like her, daddy.” you tell him, looking down at your imperfect nails. You giggle when you feel him bounce you on his leg.
“Maybe I should.” he tells you. “But I’ll be lonely.”
“You’ll have me ‘n Megumi!” you remind him. “Well, maybe not me as much, but, y’know.”
“Ah, sweetheart, don’t wanna lose you. Not now, not ever.” he kisses your shoulder again. “How come you’re a virgin, huh? Savin’ it?”
“Mhmm… wanna give it to someone special.” you tell him, looking his direction and batting your pretty, false eyelashes. “Everyone thinks ‘m a slut… but ‘m not! Promise! Makes me embarrassed that I haven’t done it yet, sometimes, though.”
His cock aches as he hears you talk. How dumb yet adorable you sound as you discuss your sex life, or lack there of. He isn’t even a little surprised that people don’t believe you, he wouldn’t have believed it himself if you hadn’t told him. He can see in your pathetically wet eyes, though, that you’re being truthful.
He is overwhelmed by the need to bare his soul to you. To tell you what he wants. What he needs and desires from you most right now. There’s no shame within him as he puts his hand down his pants and wraps his hand around his cock, pulling it free. He holds your body in place with his free hand, his arm possessing enough strength to keep you firmly in place.
You’re just like your mother.
If your mother wasn’t a cold, celibate bitch.
“Daddy wants to be your someone special, darlin’.” he informs you, words warbling as he pleasures himself behind your back.
You can hear it. You can hear the tacky sound of his cock being rubbed again and again. The way his breath and speech is slightly uneven. He sinks his teeth into your bare shoulder and you wince. It’s not too hard, but it was unexpected.
He’s surprised you don’t object when he splits your legs apart so that you’re straddling one of his thighs. His hand roams up your thigh and beneath your skirt, towards your clothed cunt. Though when he gets too close, your legs shut, quickly.
“You’re my daddy, you can’t touch me there!” you remind him. But he knows. He knows he’s your daddy and that’s exactly why you should let him. Admittedly, part of you wants him to. You want to feel someone make contact with your untouched core for the very first time.
Someone that isn’t you.
You’re sure Toji is very experienced. He’s so handsome, even now. You’ve seen pictures of him when he was your age over two decades ago. He’s beautiful, like a film star. You know he was fucking like it was going out of fashion.
Your mother has told you what a stallion he is in bed, you’re close like that. There’s no secrets or shame between you. And honestly, it did make you feel a little jealous. You felt like you were missing out on something. Sex, in general, and Toji.
But you never thought you’d be like this, with him.
“Baby, who’s gonna make you feel more special than your daddy, hah?” he asks. You feel your resolve weakening as he kisses your neck deliciously. You want to scream at him, to tell him where you want him to touch you.
He teases your body until your arching and squirming to follow his touch. And you practically cream around his thigh when he lifts up your top and tweaks your nipple. You’re weightless in his hold as he moves you around like you’re his little doll. He licks and laves over your pulse point while playing with your tits. His free hand moves your panties aside with a goal in mind. Two thick fingers slide effortlessly into your tight, virgin slot. The resistance is there but he ignores it. You ignore it.
And within minutes you’re having your first orgasm on account of another person. You aren’t sure why your mother has stopped having sex with Toji, you’d be begging him for it every chance you got if this brief encounter is anything to go by.
“Fuck me, daddy, please? Please—”
“Thought daddy’s can’t touch their little girls there?” he smirks, already helping you turn around to face him. He kisses you, sloppily, as he lines his thick cock up with your tight hole. “Sh, sh, shhh, baby… good girl, c’mon, take daddy’s cock. Jus’ like that.” he talks you through it as you sob. Little cunt stretching to accommodate his monstrous size.
“T-Too big! Daddy’s too big for me!” you tell him, though he silences you with another kiss.
Truth be told, he doesn’t particularly care if it hurts or not anymore. He doesn’t care if you can’t take him, because you will. He does all of the work for you, lifting you up and down like a toy while he thrusts up into you.
He almost cums from the sight of your eyes turning white and your tongue hanging out as he pummels into your sweet spot. He wonders if you’ll keep telling your friends you’re a virgin. It’ll be a fun little secret, for both of you, he thinks.
He finishes with a string of grunts, fucking his seed deep into you again and again until he’s got nothing left to give.
You feel so icky and sweaty as he starts to calm down from his release. He kisses you, sweetly, thanking you repeatedly. He needed this badly. It’s not even just sex anymore. He’s tired of feeling lonely and he’s tired of being neglected.
You’re not your mother though, are you?
You won’t make him feel like that.
“Don’t tell her, sweetheart.” he tells you, brushing your hair from your face and kissing your cheek. He grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger, guiding you to look at him as he speaks. “This stays between you ‘n me, alright?”
“Mhmm!” you nod, leaning forward eagerly to kiss his lips. “Always wanted you to be my special person…” you confess.
“Yeah?” he smiles at that, you really are sweet when you want to be.
“Wanna do it again, daddy. Can we?”
“Of course,” he nods, “I’m addicted to this little pussy, now.”
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sminiac ¡ 3 months
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No thoughts head empty only xikers+breeding kink.... I've been going insane about this for MONTHS it's so bad for me like hELP - 🌹
Note — This thought is debilitating bff.
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⋆ K. Minjae
Would try to keep his mouth shut for as long as he can until the overwhelming need to fill you up takes precedence over any and all irrelevant thought, thinking about it now this would definitely place within his slight possessive nature, wants to claim you as his own in a visual aspect that way it’s completely unavoidable that you’re his.
Minjae keeping his head buried in the junction of your upper chest, lips wet and parted letting soft unintelligible sounds slip. It isn’t for keeping himself pressed deep within you. With your verbal agreement he’s pressing your legs up until your knees are almost bumping into your chest, keeping them pinned to a burn as he continues fucking himself into you with only one thing going on up in that pretty head of his. “Baby- y’know i can’t stop, fuck- can’t stop after jus’ one, need you t’be full, ‘til it’s drippin’ out f’you, please.”
Remainder of members under the cut!
⋆ P. Junmin
Now. Hear me out but I think he might possibly be 1/5 with the biggest thing for cumming inside of you, like there’s no way his pace isn’t picking up to an unfathomable speed once the thought strikes him- almost like a heat of the moment thing, when it’s in his head that’s all he wants, almost blinded by the thought he’s not stopping until he gets it.
Junmin who needs to have you on your back so he can see your face, needs to have eye contact because you’re just so perfect. He manages to keep a healthy pace and pointed direct thrusts that never shallow out or fall clumsy because it just feels better for the both of you, instead of him talking to you he really likes when you’re talking to him, drowning him in compliments on how good he’s doing, lavish in your praise he heats up, promising he’ll fill you good, just the way you like it. “Fuck honey- jus’ wanna empty inside ‘f you, give you everything i am.” Junmin gives me girl dad vibes, tells himself he’s just practicing for when the time really comes :b
⋆ C. Sumin
No way he isn’t also one of the kinkiest mf’s- so of course breeding is on his list, and it generally sits pretty high up there. The thing is he’d be mouthy with it while fucking you, telling you how badly he wants to fuck you full of his cum, how he wants to watch it seep out around his cock as he feeds back into you with leisure thrusts, he just loves watching, talking, the feeling.
Sumin who at surface level seemed like all bark no bite at first, talking about how many rounds he can go, that you can milk him for all he’s worth, and none of it seems probably for how highly he speaks about his stamina, but things would take the quickest turn once he’s finally got you. He likes having you bent over things, kitchen, living room, bathroom counter, he just likes being able to see the way he fucks into you, makes him so chatty, yapping about how pretty you are all full of him, so much that it’s dripping down your legs and making a mess on the floor.
⋆ H. Jinsik
Such a lovey boy he’d probably- truthfully, tear up at the thought of fucking you pregnant sometime in the future, he just can’t help it! Rambles on and on about how good he’ll give it to you, that he’d do anything you asked of him, there’s more emotion behind it than pleasure, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t moaning at the sight of his cum spilling out of you when he pulls out, guiding the head of his cock back into you so you remain full and content.
Jinsik who’s so enthralled with the sight of you all fucked out and spread so pretty under him that he can’t stop himself from continuing to slowly push his cock back inside of you over and over again, the small sounds you make, letting him, watching him. Even when he’s exhausted and laying with you it won’t take long for him to get hard again just at the memory of the way you looked at him while he took his time to enjoy the sight. “Could do this as much ‘s you want me to sweetheart, give you everything you want.”
⋆ C. Hyunwoo
He’s so. Okay fuck, hold on bc the thought of Hyunu + breeding kink is making me actually brainless. I don’t know how else to word this in a way that’s understandable but he’d treat it as a reward for you, like him rasping out through quick hands and your soft squeaks that “If you’re good I’ll have you full by the time we’re done.” And you know exactly what he means.
Hyunwoo who taunts you relentlessly as your thighs start wearing down to a numb stinging sensation as he stands firm on having you work for his cum yourself, and fuck him for looking as pretty as he does while doing nothing but sitting there with a crooked grin on his face watching as you struggle to take his cock. His hands now moving gently across your skin, rubbing at you as he eyes you, “Don’t worry baby, when you’re pregnant you won’t have to work for a thing, fuck- you’d look so beautiful, shouldn’t be thinkin’ about you like this so soon.”
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roguelov ¡ 8 months
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What if Reader had a kid that Dream never knew about? 🌹
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Oh the drama! The angst! The potential!!!
You smiled softly as you tucked your sleeping toddler into bed. Your fingers gently brushed back the strands of their hair before kissing their forehead.
“Goodnight,” you murmured.
You slowly pulled away, almost unable to leave. With a sigh, you spun around only to have a visitor in your child’s doorway.
Dream.
His eyes were practically locked onto your kid, he couldn’t tear his eyes away.
“Dream, what - I - I told you to tell me when you were stopping by,” you whispered harshly.
You quickly shooed him out of the room, and closed the door behind you. He let you. He let you ushered him out because he had no will to fight back. Once in the hallway, his eyes finally met yours.
“You have a child,” he muttered. It was almost phrased as a question but it came out more as a stunned observation.
You crossed your arms, looking away from him. “I do.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I … I just thought it was best for now.”
“Why?” He asked, stepping forward.
Your fingers dug into your bicep. So many, many reasons, you thought.
“Answer me,” he demanded, yet he nearly felt his voice crack. Why keep such a secret? Why hide this child? Were you not good friends? Had he misjudged this relationship?
Your eyes flickered up, connecting with his. Your lips thinned as you debated back and forth in your mind until you finally confessed. “For your sake, Dream.”
He blinked, “My sake?”
“You spoke of the loss of Orpheus and I assumed you were not in a … healthy? Proper? Just not in the right head space. I didn’t want to possibly flaunt what you don’t have.”
His expression dropped, nearly crescent fallen. “My dear, I assure you -“
“But, also for my sake,” you mumbled.
His eyebrows shot up.
You sighed, running your hands over your face. “I also wasn’t ready. I …,” you groaned, “I didn’t want you to meet them and for anyone to get their hopes up.”
Dream said nothing, he let you ramble on knowing more was to be said.
“They would adore you, I know they would. They would ask to see you, they would beg me. They would want you part of their life, and a permanent one.”
They would want to fill the obvious void in our home, you bitterly thought.
“It’s a big step,” you admitted.
“For whom?”
“What?”
“For whom is the big step truly for?” He whispered.
Of course, of course he saw through you.
You glanced away. “… both … but mostly me.”
Dream cupped your face, making you look at him.
Tears glistened in your eyes. “Dream, I - I want you to be here. I want you to meet them, but I don’t think I’m ready.”
His thumb brushed away an escaped tear. “Then I will stay away until you want me here. But, I hope I can still see you in the Dreaming.”
You closed your eyes, leaning into his touch. “You will, I promise.”
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enden-k ¡ 7 days
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Your Argenti and Boothill Art is so good!!!! Ever since I saw them two together as a ship, I decided I needed to get Boothill to unite him with my Argenti.
The only one built properly on my team (without checking the traces) is Argenti..I need to build other characters but I'm too lazy 🥲...
(P.S: I feel like eating your art...)
- 🌹Anon
understandable auibjkasbck
anw thanks!!!!!!!
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seetangus ¡ 11 months
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Flowers - Azula x reader - Part VI
Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VII, [main masterlist]
Azula x reader, requested by 🌹-anon, warnings: arranged marriage, drama¿
983 words, although I'm not too happy with it, please have fun :)
Azula's eyes flared with rage. "Y/N, for your own sake, step away from that person. Now." You wanted to. Every sane emotion inside of you wanted to let go of your suitors hand, run to Azula and never turn back, but you couldn't. Instead, unable to think clearly, all the anger and desperation you had gathered in the last weeks you unleashed at her - was she not the one who put the weight of this situation on your shoulders?
If she had not rejected and disgraced you? If she had accepted your flower instead of burning it you wouldn't have had to endure the yoke of this arranged marriage in the first place.
You now put your thoughts that were flaming with anger into words: "Why should I listen to you, Azula?", you said, trying to sound calm, "You couldn't have made it clearer that my personal feelings and affairs mean nothing to you, so tell me, what makes you think that I would be so foolish to fall for your lies just like everyone else does? If you truly cared for me, if you wanted me to step away only 'for my own sake', you wouldn't have rejected me, you wouldn't have ignored and avoided me for months and you wouldn't have let shame come over my family and me."
It was clear, that Azula was on the verge of freaking out. If it had been anyone other than you saying this, she would have ended them with a wave of blue fire, but only for you she stood calm and collected, at least on the outside. "Y/N, I understand why you might feel upset, but we will talk about that later, in the palace." Azula said. "But for the time being, I consider it necessary for you to end that engagement of yours. You see, this… person", she said, gesturing towards your suitor, "is worth neither my nor your presence. I can simply not tolerate that you put them in one place with me by planning on starting a relationship with them, just like you wanted to do with me - it's disgraceful, both for you to lower yourself so much that you really considered this horrendous idea of marrying them and for me to be put in one category with them. You are going to immediately cancel your marriage plans and come back to the palace with me. I will not accept anything but pure obedience regarding this matter."
The seriousness in her tone made you begin questioning your picture of Azula, as more and more clear thoughts and emotions made their way back into your head - had Azula really changed her mind? At least she had sounded very serious when saying she wanted you back. Did she really want you to come with her to save you from this? Maybe you weren't meaningless to her at all? Could it be that she wasn't even to blame for these happenings? Just now it occurred to you, that saying the things you had said to Azula might have been a mistake. You also realised, that this might be your chance to get away from your suitor - having realised that, you were suddenly very happy that Azula was here! The mass of all of these thoughts unfortunately made you unable to answer, you first had to calm down.
Your soon-to-be spouse was, contrary to you, not speechless, though. Instead, they dared speaking up to Azula, telling her that it was ridiculous and unhonorable to demand things such as simply canceling a lawful marriage. "What do you propose is going to happen instead of this?", they continued, mocking Azula "Are y o u going to marry y/n?" They laughed at the thought for a moment. "You couldn't take proper care of y/n even if your life depended on it. Look at what you did to y/n - if I hadn't s a v e d them from you, who knows what the unbearable pain you inflicted on them could have led to? If you truly care for y/n, leave us alone." While saying this, they put an arm around your shoulder, making you cringe away and showing you just how much you wanted this to end - now would be a good time for Azula to step in, as you still were unable to think properly.
Luckily, Azula seemed to feel the same way, as she descended from her mount and began walking towards you, or rather towards your suitor. "You seem to underestimate my ability to receive everything I desire", she said, making it clear that she was getting annoyed by this senseless talking, "let them go." But your suitor was not intending to do that: "I do not think so. If you truly want to have y/n, you will have to prove yourself worthy. I hereby challenge you to an Agni Kai." Azula's eyes lit with a newfound shine when hearing these words. "So be it. May the better bender win." They went to the nearest field to carry out their duel, leaving you to follow them.
While it was a bit strange seeing them argue about you as if you were a trinket or some other object, you didn't mind it in the slightest; rather, you felt flattered. If Azula was willing to fight for you in an Agni Kai, didn't that mean that you were important to her?
Even though you had seen Azula take part in many fights before and couldn't imagine her losing this Agni Kai, you still were worried for her… you smiled at this feeling as it reminded you about how often you had been worried for her on your missions, only to be once again overwhelmed by her astonishing firebending skills.
However that did not stop you from becoming nervous when your suitor and Azula positioned themselves for the duel.
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lumieron ¡ 5 months
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🌹anon requested: sweetheart rentry graphics, credit to use!
++ extras/alts under cut!!
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eyesxxyou ¡ 2 months
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Thinking about Hobie being too rough :((
We all have agreed that Hobie is big, has a large dick ofc: but what if he doesn’t fully realize that it would kinda hurt for him to bottom out (at least for uterus havers)
a cervix is about 5 inches and since Hobie is definitely over that ‘limit’, if he tries to bottom out immediately that would fucking HURT
prolly why he ‘preps’ in every fic tbh
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I would like to refer back to my size kink drabble for this one
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fatuismooches ¡ 8 months
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PLEASE HEAR ME OUT Ok, so it's confirmed that Arlecchino is a native from Fontaine and we learned about water from the Primordial Sea that can dissolve anyone who is Fontaine-born. Cue Arlecchino's lover scared, crying, and begging Arlecchino not to go on the Fontaine mission out of fear of her coming into contact with Primordial Seawater and Arlecchino trying to calm them down and assure them that she'll be fine and come back to them alive. - 🌹 anon
OH MY LORD PLEAS PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO ME😭😭 YOU NEED TO BE STOPPED,,, STOPPED AT ONCE!! Arlecchino had never seen you so frantic or panicked in all the years you two had been together. You had long acknowledged danger was part of her job, and mostly came to accept that worrying was just something you'd have to get used to. Yet after hearing the possibility of Fontainains being dissolved into water it had planted way too many horrible scenarios in your head. Even though your wife was a careful woman who knew what could go wrong? She was a Harbinger, many people could have grudges, and it looked like normal water! Just a little sprinkle and she would cease to be in this world.
Arlecchino was a confident woman. She wasn't scared. But as you choked up babbling out these words, she couldn't help but feel a bit worried. Not for her, but for you, and how you would hold up while she was gone. As she held you, you knew that no matter what you said, Arlie would still have to go to Fontaine. But at least you had her absolute word that she would come back alive to your arms.
...Ahem. Because I am a fluff craver everything works out okay and she comes back home with the Gnosis and gives you kisses and hugs 😍 Saying that you shouldn't worry about someone as strong as her. And look! The three siblings are back for a visit too.
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cry1ngchild ¡ 2 years
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🌹request
Past Michael Afton x Cute Male Reader
Past Mike x cute male reader
male reader
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past Michael typically being rude, b*bleep*y, a bully, agressive, mean, a little-
hOwever, ofc, he has a soft spot for you <3 he’s more soft when talking to you and will happily cuss out anyone who even gives you a look (we thinking going full on chav mode ‘O YA LOOKING AT’ ‘i will DECK YOU YOU SILLY LITTLE TWA-‘)
at any and every and made up special event, Michael makes you a mixtape. and if event say gets cancelled? throws it through your f*bleep*ing window
Okay time to be real, your relationship would probably be (supposed to be) secret bc it’s the 80s and ur fruity however.. just wait a month or two. and he’s screaming and barking at any pick me girl within your presence ‘GET THE FOK AWAY FROM MY BABY OR IM GONNA THROW ROCKS THROUGH YOUR WINDOWS YOU DUMB WHOR-‘
loves sneaking you to his house for sleepovers and stuff but don’t be surprised when you’re cuddling and then Michael hears someone coming up the stairs and then full on yeets himself off of you onto the floor. you ain’t ever getting him to tell his dad or siblings
Also if Michael’s friends tried to bully or antagonise you in ANY way…. they’re now friends with hospital beds :)
you his favourite boy, he loves you <333
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carnivorousyandeere ¡ 10 months
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ok i'm officialy going through Mika brainworms rn 😖 have been thinking about them non-stop since like yesterday lmao. Maybe a Power bottom!Reader x Sub (service?) top!Mika scenario? 😳
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Hope this is to your liking~
Missed writing for Mika, glad you like her ☺️
( MDNI )
CW: overstimulation, begging, crying, fucking raw
“Good pet,” you whisper, threading your fingers through Mika’s hair, sighing in unison with them as you both cum. You release their hair and enjoy the feeling of their cum inside you, held inside by their still-hard cock.
Mika whimpers, head dropping to your shoulder as they rock their hips against you gently. You can feel their tears beginning to wet your collarbone. Mika whimpers again, pressing a wet kiss to your chest, “P-please… may I keep… keep going, mm—!”
You cut Mika off by roughly dragging him up to you for a proper kiss. He moans into your mouth, eyes rolling back and hips rolling against yours faster.
You rake your nails down their back as hard as you can. Mika shudders and mewls, cock twitching inside of you. “Did I say you could fuck me again?”
“N-no, ‘m sorry, sorry,” Mika pants, trembling with the strain of staying still.
You run your fingertips lightly over the angry red lines you’d left on their skin and laugh in their face. Mika bites their tongue to keep from moaning more at the sound, and the way the movement makes your body squeeze around her.
Mika’s acting like a bitch in heat, and you tell him as much. “Go on, then, mutt. I’ll let you fill me up as much as you need.”
Mika sobs openly at your degradation and permission, rutting into you hard and fast enough to make you gasp. All you can make out between their desperate cries and growls is your name, mixed with “thank-you,” and begging.
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rinhaler ¡ 28 days
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omg uncle nanamin fucking you on the rooftop of the place he took u toooooooo he stuffs ur pussy with his cock and forces you to moan his name so everyone knows who u belong too or else he’ll stop fucking u - 🌹
UR DOWN SO BAD ROSEY!!!!!!!! *sprays with spray bottle*
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sminiac ¡ 5 months
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I drank a tea way too late at night and now it's almost 7am with no sleep so pardon me if I'm totally incoherent but. I've been playing my death metal favourites all night and I can't stop thinking of like. Xikers with a super scary chains+spikes metalhead s/o... Who among them would be intimidated and submissive to them and who would rise up and give them a challenge, rough them up like the bed is a mosh pit... I have my own ideas already but I'm curious to what others would think
I like the way you think🤭
At times Minjae has some lip to him, so I feel like he’d enjoy the taunting aspect to it, like purposefully being excessively difficult with you, whiny refusals and muttering back complaints under his breath when you ask something of him, he’s continuous in doing it only loud enough for you to hear, but muttered so it isn’t distinct enough to properly make out. It’s really all a ploy to get you riled up, quietly admires you with darting eyes, your aesthetic an entirely new sight to him that’s done not in a disingenuous way, he can’t help but fawn over you, especially when you’re being mean, when you aren’t treating him like delicate glass. Being used yet simultaneously taken care of would definitely be a sort of coping mechanism for him, knows he’s in safe hands so he just completely lets go, he’s yours, utterly and completely.
Ex: He’d definitely have a thing for particularly sharp jewelry, or even nails, the pleasure you provide his cock with mitigating the burning sting of something sharp being dragged across his thighs/chest that’s not quite sharp enough to break skin, but it’s something about the red lines appearing in the aftermath that has him wanting more.
Junmin would honestly, in my opinion, be quite the wildcard, I feel like surface level most would assume that he’d submit with ease, but something about him is telling me that he wouldn’t. Well, most of the time. I’d say maybe 50/50, like sometimes he’s whimpering out pleas that you: “Be mean to me, want you to be mean.” And would secretly enjoy the way you handle him so firmly, holding him by the square of his jaw, forcing him to watch the way your hand glides up and down his cock, a few degrading words slipping while you’re riding him, acting out only so he can receive more, but he’d also like to see someone as intimidating as you brought down to a whimpering puddle beneath him, because of him.
Ex: maybe it’s just me though, but I think he’d be so taunting about it, loves to point out everything, making fun of you but promises to make you feel good, that he’ll make up for it. I think the juxtaposition of being perceived as more soft and sweet vs enjoying being the one in charge is something that would feed into this too. Also, having his arms and legs restrained would be something he’s into, depends on the day.
For Sumin… now I had to come back to do him last because if I thought about it for too long my heart would break through the interior of my chest. I’m gonna play into the mean!Sumin thing I brought up recently because the image I have of him in my head fits a little too perfectly, but he’d definitely be the most aggressive, by far. Because tell me he wouldn’t stick his fingers down your throat to shut you up while he’s got you backed up against a wall, fucking up into you, his pace brutal, unfaltering. He can be so sweet and praising but if you want the. he’s saying nothing to you other than utter filth.
Ex: let me stop right there, but his arms 😵‍💫 putting you in a headlock??? Nah okay, I’m done let me chill out. He’d have a thing for stretched ears (self indulgent?) thinks they’re so cool, especially the tapers lol.
I think there’s no way Jinsik would wanna put up a fight against you, the most he’d have in his arsenal is a few weak snaps that he’d quickly apologize for, taking his words back as he’s scrambling to keep you close to him, sweet thing, just wants to feel you, wants you all over him. The type to be so fascinated by your level of self expression, brags about it, countless compliments whispered to you in public when he’s feeling needy and just can’t wait until you’re back at the dorms. Thinks it’s sexy how you take on the dominant role, has a thing for egging you on, “You gonna use me? God- please do, ‘s all I want, however you want me I’m all yours, only yours.”
Ex: would have a thing for his hair being pulled, and not the dainty tugs at his scalp but forcefully moving his head by a simple fist full of his hair, wants to be messed with, wants to be marked up, in whatever way you possibly can. Also, having a thing for his cock being hit/slapped, tries so hard not to cum on the spot, but if your spitting on it after, stroking him gently to make up for your harshness in quiet then he can’t help it.
Hyunwoo… now listen, this may be crazy but I can see him holding you down, like face down ass up with one arm, the other cracking harsh, self indulgent slaps against you, likes seeing how red your ass gets, his jaw pulled tight when you’re garbling out jumbled cries that it: “Hurts, Woo it stings- more!” over the wet sound of your cunt repeatedly swallowing him in. Would also have a thing for teasing you to the brink of tears, feigning empathy with a dramatic bump to his lip as his hand smooths against the irritated skin. “Poor baby, but you’re doing so good f’me, taking my cock so well. Makes me wonder how people would react to seeing you so obedient, letting me fuck you like this.”
Ex: a favourite position would have to be the mating press, likes seeing you cry while he’s fucking into you at an incomprehensible pace, the tip of his cock bumping into a place that has your vision going fuzzy at the edges. Pride swells inside in his chest when he sees that your eye makeup is completely ruined, especially if you use a lot of eyeliner/dark eye shadow.
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Hello I am in a really bad way rn after an incident with a nurse and I'd like to request the bros (and side characters too) looking after a chubby/overweight MC after she/they was called fat by someonr and started losing their shit because of it (like starting to not eat, getting snappy with the boys, wearing baggier clothes, not leaving their room as much, etc.) "Because it's true and they're just stating facts"
If you're uncomfortable writing this that's totally fine! just thought I'd try my luck lol
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Hello my dear! Thank you so much for sending this request in and being patient! This is just the 7 brothers first, then I will post the Side Characters as a second part since i'm bad at keeping things short lol I really hope you like this! I'm very sorry to hear you are feeling down, I hope that this cheers you up and know that i'm a safe person if you ever need to talk ^-^
TW: Self-deprecation, discussions of weight and body image, possible triggering language, Swearing. Please read at your own risk and let me know if I missed anything that could be triggering!
Genre: Angst/Hurt, Comfort, Fluff.
Please be aware that I am not a professional. I do possess a degree in Psychology, but everyone's experience is different when it comes to personally dealing with this topic. I apologize if this does not align with your own personal experiences!
Taglist: @delphi-dreamin @sassykattery @bite-sized-devil @amberrskiies @obey-me-posts @a-hidden-gem @otomefoxystar (feel free to ignore if this isn't for you!)
Harsh Thoughts, Gentle Praises
Your chest felt heavy as you walked home from RAD. Tears threatened to spill over your cheeks, but you didn't dare let them fall in front of him. You felt bad because you had snapped at him when he asked why you were so quiet, and now the tension was so thick in the air you could cut it with a knife. It's all because that stupid no-name demon called you that word. A word that had a tendency to trigger you. A word that was considered so ugly in the human world, and they knew that and used it to their advantage just to hurt you.
Fat.
The word echoed in your head. "Aren't you a little fat for a human? I bet you'd make a nice meal for those demons you hang around all the time. I don't know how they can even stand being around you." They had said. you tried so hard to not let it bother you. But you knew you were slipping into the toxic state of mind that you hadn't been in since coming to the Devildom.
Lucifer
The eldest demon was one of the first to notice your behavior. He kept a close eye on you after all.
He walked you home that day, and you immediately shut yourself in your room.
Lucifer will give you space at first. He knows all to well that when he's angry, he just needs time to cool off.
However this went on for a couple of days.
He notices you skipping meals, claiming you aren't feeling well.
When he does see you, you're wearing an oversized shirt and sweatpants and your hair is messy and unkempt. This isn't like you at all.
He eventually sits you down in his study to talk with you. "MC, I'd like to know what's been bothering you. Are you okay"
Suddenly, all of the feelings you've been bottling up explode.
"No, clearly i'm not okay!" you shout, throwing your hands up in frustration.
Lucifer is taken aback by your outburst, but he listens as you tell him everything. Anger rises in his chest and he clenches his fist in his lap.
You were a sobbing mess, "I don't even know why I'm upset, they're only stating facts anyways."
Lucifer immediately pulls you into a tight hug, silencing the toxic words that leave your mouth. “Regardless of whether their observations are true or not, clearly we all still care deeply about you. So they are wrong about that aspect.”
You continue to sob into his chest, but this time at his words. "B-But Luci...It's true..."
He pulls away and plants a delicate kiss to your forehead. “That's quite enough of that. MC, you are the most beautiful being I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on.”
He scoops you up onto his lap, cradling you close. You squeeze your eyes shut, enjoying the moment of tenderness you've been craving so much. "Now let's get you showered and ready for bed. Would you care to join me?"
Mammon
The Avatar of Greed is surprisingly quick to notice the habits you've formed.
You had yelled at him for barging into your room, which you didn't normally do anymore.
He was startled when he had walked into you crying, and decided he wasn’t leaving without an explanation.
“Mammon I said go away already!” You cried, tossing a book at him.
He had dodged it of course, and made his way over to your bed. “No way in hell am I leaving until ya tell me what’s wrong!”
You were stubborn. You sat in silence, staring at the floor. Mammon sighed, "Please MC. Don't think I haven't noticed you haven't been eating... or takin' care of yourself... and you're so stressed. It's my job to pay attention to these things!"
You began to weep again, explaining the situation through hiccups.
Once you finished, Mammon was pissed.
"Are you fuckin' for real?! I swear i'm gonna rip 'em apart..." He demands the name of the demon who dares say such vile things to his human.
He was so angry, his demon form was threatening to take over.
"It's fine Mammon, It's not like they were lying. Its true, I'm fat. I'm disgusting. Just look at me."
Mammon practically growls at the way you talk about yourself. His hands are suddenly on your shoulders.
"You're really gonna listen to some bastard demon who doesn't even know ya at all?! Yeah, I'll look at you. And when I do, all I see is this beautiful human who makes me fuckin' crazy."
He stared at you intently before crashing his lips to yours. You welcomed the kiss gratefully. His hands are exploring their way down your arms, and up the curves of your hips.
When you broke apart, he pulled you into his chest, squeezing you tightly. He just wanted to hold you. To protect you from everything that could possibly harm you.
Your legs trembled when he pulled you to your feet and you held onto him.
"Let's go watch a movie in bed or somethin', okay? I want to show you just how beautiful you are."
You nodded, taking his hand and wiping your tear stained cheeks with the other. All you wanted right now was his company. His love and attention. "I love you Mams. Thank you."
He flashed you a wide grin. "I love you too, Treasure. Don't you forget that."
Leviathan
Levi was shocked when you turned down his offer on watching the new episode of anime you've been watching together.
You muttered something along the lines of "I know I can't be as perfect as that one character you like so much."
Levi froze in place, watching you retreat down the hallway and to your room. W-What did you just say?!
It takes him a moment, but he follows you and cautiously opens your door.
You were sat on your bed, arms crossed and tears falling down your face.
"M-MC! What's wrong?? D-Did I say something to upset you?" He stuttered, unsure of how to approach you.
When you told him everything, he was practically crying right alongside you. "I know i'm fat, Levi. I don't know how you can stand me when all those anime characters are so perfect."
Levi shakes his head, his amber eyes filled with tears. "No, no, no. Don't even go thinking that. Those characters aren't real. You're real, MC. And you are perfect to me. You're my Henry, remember?!"
You let out a small giggle through your tears. "Y-Yeah, I guess. But-"
Levi interrupts you, pulling you into a hug.
You run your fingers through his purple hair and you begin to relax. You felt bad for snapping at him. "I'm sorry, Levi."
The purple haired demon pulls away, wiping his own eyes with his sleeve. "N-Now you've made me cry! Come on. Let's go back to my room." He glances down at the hoodie and pajama pants you're wearing. "I-I'll lend you one of my shirts if you want..." he said, shyly. He knew you loved borrowing his anime shirts.
You perked up at that, the thought of being surrounded in his scent cheering you up. He really does know you so well.
He grabbed your hand and lead you to his room, his face flushing in the process.
"Hey, Levi? I love you."
Satan
Satan could feel your pact mark with him burning.
You had just gotten done throwing a tantrum over not being able to understand the material you were studying for test the next day.
Satan's emerald eyes widened, reassuring you that it was okay, and he didn't mind going over it with you again.
"No, I'm just too stupid to get it! That demon was right. I don't know how you can stand me!" you yelled, sliding down to the floor of the library.
"MC...what demon? Will you please explain?"
When he finally got it out of you, his own wrath began to rise in his stomach. He felt sick with rage.
You pulled your knees to your chest, your own pact mark beginning to burn. "It's not like they are wrong or anything. They're stating facts."
Satan sat on the floor next to you, wrapping his arms around your trembling form.
"Now you don't actually believe that do you?"
You sniff, wiping the mixture of snot and tears from your face. "W-Well yeah I do..."
Satan shook his head. "Unacceptable. I believe we aren't finished with our session yet. I have another subject to teach you in."
The remainder of your study session was spent with Satan planting soft kisses on various parts of your body. Your face. Your hands.
He rolled up the sleeves of your oversized hoodie to kiss your arms.
He ran his hands over the curves and dips of your body. Over your soft, plush thighs.
"S-Satan...stop..." you sighed. But you really didn't mean it. All you wanted was his gentle touch. You couldn't get enough.
He smiled, wiping your tears. He helped you to your feet, and planted one final kiss to your soft lips.
"Let's continue this session after hours. I have lots more to teach you about yourself."
Asmodeus
You and Asmo were supposed to go to the spa together that evening. Needless to say, you weren't exactly feeling up to it.
Asmo pouted when you told him you were cancelling, and demanded to know the reason why.
You tried to come up with an excuse, but you began to grow visibly upset, finding it hard to speak.
Asmo's face fell and he quickly guided you to his room.
"Darling, what ever is the matter?" he asked softly, sitting you down on his bed.
You wept as you finally came clean. "I just don't get why you want to spend time with me! I'm fat and disgusting! I'll only ruin your image!"
His concern began to transform into anger. "As the Avatar of Lust, there's no way I'm letting you speak that way about yourself!" he cried, grabbing a tissue and dabbing at your wet cheeks.
You let out a choked sob as he pulled you to your feet, standing you in front the large mirror that stood in his closet. "A-Asmo, no... I don't even want to look at myself..."
Asmo only shook his head. "Look at this beautiful human standing right here with me. Who says being heavier is a bad thing? That demon's only goal was to hurt you because he's simply jealous."
You sniffed, staring up at Asmo's reflection in the mirror. You've never seen him this serious before.
"Y-You really think I'm beautiful? Are you sure?" you asked, timidly.
Asmo pressed the side of his face against yours as he continued to admire your reflection. "The beauty I see in you is undeniable, my dear."
You chuckled as he twirled you around to face him, bringing your hand to his lips.
If there was one thing Asmodeus was good at, it was loving himself.
Now he was going to teach you, too.
Giving you a wink, Asmo guided you to his bathroom."Let's go have a spa night here, instead. You deserve nothing but the best treatment from yours truly."
Beelzebub
When dinner time rolled around, Lucifer called your name.
You reluctantly emerged from your bedroom, and in a cloudy state of mind found yourself at the table with a plate of food in front of you.
You stared down at it, and began picking through it with a fork.
Beel immediately noticed your behavior.
You normally ate your food with no hesitation and gratefully thanked whoever had made it that night.
It had been Beel's turn to cook, so he made your favorite, sensing you were down about something.
He only wanted to cheer you up.
"MC, are you feeling okay?" he said quietly as to not draw attention to the rest of his brothers.
Your lip began to tremble, and your fork clattered to the floor.
Now the other brothers were looking at you, and you felt your face heat up in embarrassment.
"Would you all quit staring at me?! I'm going to my room. I-I'm not feeling good." you yelled.
Beel got up, leaving his own unfinished plate of food behind to follow you.
When he knocked on your door, he could hear you sobbing. He entered your room and made his way over to you.
"MC, what's wrong?" he asked softly, reaching out to play with a lock of your hair.
You glanced at him, your face messy with tears. "How do you guys love me?"
Beel was confused by your question. "Huh? Why wouldn't we love you?"
You finally broke down, telling him everything. Beel's heart ached for you, and he suddenly didn't have an appetite anymore.
"MC...We could never feel that way about you..."
You buried your face in your hands. "But look at me! You don't see the gross stretch marks on my skin? How fat I am?"
Beel winced at your words. "MC, look." he said, pulling up his shorts slightly to expose his thigh. "I have them too."
You blinked in surprise as you saw the pale white lines traveling over the expanse of Beel's skin. "W-What?"
He nodded, pulling you to his side. "I do. I struggled with weight gain too. My sin is gluttony, and It got out of control for a little bit."
You sniffed, leaning into him. "I-I'm sorry Beel..."
He nuzzled his face into your neck. "Just promise not to say things like that anymore. I love everything about you."
His hands traveled down to your own thighs and squeezed. "You are everything I need. You make me feel hungry in a different way. I crave it all the time."
You sighed as he pressed his lips against yours. "Now only if you're feeling up to it, maybe we can finish our dinner in my room?"
You gave him a small smirk, "Sure, I'm looking forward to dessert."
Belphegor
Belphie didn't pay attention at first.
But when you didn't show up to your nightly cuddle session in the attic, he was worried.
He texted you, but there was no answer. Where are they? He wondered.
He decided to go search for you, going to your room first.
When he got to your door, he didn't bother knocking.
He entered to see you buried under your covers in your bed.
"MC?" he yawned, padding over to lift the covers slightly.
Your teary eyes met his, and he furrowed his brow in worry. "Why are you crying, Angel?"
Your lip quivered, and you began cry more. "G-Go away, Belphie."
The youngest demon only pulled back your covers and slipped into the spot next to you. He pulled the blankets back up to cover you both.
"Nah, I'm comfy here. What's going on?"
You rolled away from him, not wanting to meet his gaze.
"Belphie, why do you love me?"
He hummed, pondering the question. "Because you are you. I love everything. There's no way I can list them all. Too sleepy." he yawned.
You felt a bubble of laughter rise in your chest, but only for a second.
"So you don't mind that i'm um.... overweight?"
Belphie's eyebrows lifted in surprise at the question. "Where is this coming from?"
Fresh tears spilled as you began to explain what happened a few days prior.
Belphie growled, pulling you closer to him. He wanted to know who it was that dared say such disgusting things to you.
"But it's true though right? I mean it's pretty obvious they weren't lying."
Hearing those words only made him angrier. He forced you to roll back over so you were facing him.
"Dont say such things, MC. You always hate it when I say bad things about myself, don't you?"
You nodded, wiping your nose. "Y-Yeah, but this is different..."
He shook his head, reaching out to cradle your head in his hands.
"No it's not different. You are the greatest thing to happen to me. I don't give a shit about things like that, and you know it. And I know for a fact my brothers don't either."
You gasped as he pulled you into his chest. You began to relax as he rubbed circles on your back. "Belphie..."
He pulled away, staring into your eyes. "Did you know that every star you see is different? Even though they look the same from a distance. MC, you're the brightest, most beautiful star I've ever seen. If we all looked the same, it would be pretty boring, right?"
Your lip trembled, but Belphie put it to rest once he pressed his lips to yours. "I love you, Angel. Let's get our cuddle session in now okay?"
Side Characters coming shortly! (Will update)
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roguelov ¡ 8 months
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Hades and Persephone type relationship with Morpheus thoughts please?? 🌹
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Hod on! I got some thoughts!
Now I lowkey want to say that’s just how Dream’s relationships are like very dark and brooding man with a more bright partner
He’s very protective of you however he doesn’t know the lengths you would go for him. You are usually very kind and sweet and fun but when pushed you are just as scary if not scarier than Dream (which is saying something). You can be a very commanding presence and just as intimidating ruler like Dream
If we go full Hades and Persephone and say you are trapped in the Dreaming for half of the year because you found Dream’s relics and took a shard of his broken ruby thus binding you to the Dreaming. Maybe you are put into a coma for half of the year (or simply disappear completely to the Dreaming and those in the Waking assume you just travel for a job)
In this sense I feel like Dream does enjoy your company but will never admit it. He sees you coming to the Dreaming as punishment for stealing and accidentally binding yourself to him. However, with time he is the first to fall for you. And he falls hard. He tries to bury such feelings but he can’t help but eagerly waits for your return and the realm can feel it
The Dreaming does go through seasons/mood changes where it is darker and colder when you’re not there
Dream will be glued to your side when you return (it’s not like he missed you or anything he just wants to ensure you are comfortable in your first days back)
It’s not until someone (Merv or Matthew) explains how different Dream acts when you are around that you actually realize how much you like him too and how much you miss the Dreaming when you’re away
You can even say on the last night of your stay in the Dreaming you finally admit your feelings and it’s like the hadestown bit of ‘wait for me’ and it’s very cute when you finally return again and Dream just can’t keep his hands off of you
And god I had a lot more thoughts than I expected 😂
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protector-culture-is ¡ 2 months
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Protector culture is being tired of babying the host only for them to ignore you as soon as it's convenient to them
- a very tired V (🌹)
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seetangus ¡ 9 months
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Flowers - Azula x reader - Part VII
Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, [main masterlist]
Azula x gn reader, no warnings, requested by 🌹-anon
1.163 words, enjoy :D
In a nerve-wrecking silence, Azula and your suitor faced eachother. It seemed like even the surrounding nature had ceased its usual activity to not disturb them. Now, everything seemed peaceful - but there was a tension in the air that gave a premonition of what was to come.
Now.
In the fraction of a moment everything was lit with fire. Simultaneously, Azula and your suitor had started casting flames at eachother, resulting in a wild inferno of red and blue flames.
They both were exceptionally good firebenders, making use of moves you hadn't ever seen before and that were so powerful they could easily fight off a whole army on their own. Speechless you watched, as their fury increased with every wave of fire casted, engulfing more and more of the surrounding area in flames.
Somehow, watching the Agni Kai had a hypnotising effect - the grand oceans of fire being formed and controlled by two persons dancing through them looked magnificent. And Azula - she was flawless. Never in your life had you ever seen something so close to absolute perfection like Azula when firebending.
You were so focused on watching every single movement of Azula that you did not realise that the duelists were slowly but surely fighting their way in your direction - you could feel the heat of the fire by now.
You could see Azula was gathering her strength for something big - just a few moments after you noticed, she unleashed a storm of fire in a size you had not believed a single person would be able to form until now. For a moment, everything was blue. The trees, the grass, your suitor, Azula - even the light of the sun was tainted with the colour of her fire.
Almost too late you realised that Azula's firestorm also reached you - panicked, you gathered your humble firebending skills to deflect most of the fire coming at you, still being knocked over in the process. Immediately the Agni Kai stopped - or rather paused - as Azula hurried over to you to make sure you were alright, but before she could reach you, your suitor, who had quickly recovered from Azula's attack, shot Azula in the back.
"You see? I told you you can only do harm to y/n! Surrender now and I won't take your honour by defeating you completely!", your suitor shouted. They wanted to add something, but Azula didn't let them - now she was really angry. In a speed that must have been a new record even for her, she shot wave after wave of fire at your suitor who was quick to regret their words.
With the ever increasing rate of attacks from Azula, fueled by her rage and her will for this fight to end very soon, so that she could go to you, your suitor was quick to succumb. The moment they stopped fighting, Azula declared the Agni Kai finished and rushed over to you. By now you had more or less found your way back into the world of the living again, but blocking Azula's fire had drained you of your strength, so you were very thankful when Azula made her way to you with an expression that seemed like genuine concern - something very rare for Azula.
Azula began talking to you, trying her best to comfort you: "I'll have them [your suitor] stripped of their privileges! I'll imprison them! Better, I'll send them to the frontline unarmed! Or maybe I should play it safe and have them executed right away -'' While all of this was a bit disturbing, you appreciated her effort: "Thank you so much Azula, but I think you have already done enough for me. Now let's just quickly go to my parents, have the marriage canceled and return to the palace."
For Azula it was, being the princess of the fire nation, rather easy to convince your parents not to have you married off, and after that matter was settled you began your journey back to the palace.
During the journey both of you were rather quiet as this situation didn't seem the most fitting to talk about important and emotional topics, Azula riding the Komodo Rhino and you sitting behind her, desperately struggling not to fall off. With every kilometer* you traveled, your old feelings got stronger and the urge to confess to Azula again on the spot intensified, but given that she already knew about your feelings through your letter you figured it would be best to let her have the first word.
Finally having arrived in the palace, Azula told you she would take you to her room to give the two of you more privacy. On the way, you desperately wanted to talk about everything that had happened, you finally wanted to know if Azula shared your feelings, but as she seemed very eager to have that talk in her room, you just followed her quietly. On the way, you could feel that you were not the only one close to panicking; Azula was becoming somewhat nervous too.
Once you were in her room, there was a lot to talk about. You wanted to explain everything to Azula and apologise, she needed to apologise too and wanted to confess her feelings for you, but since neither of you had ever been in such a situation, you didn't know how to start or what to say.
However, one discovery you made made all words superfluous - you saw your Origami flower on Azulas bedside table, looking just like the day you had left it for her because she had treated it so well.
When you had made it, you had put so much love in it, and while you were gone, Azula had preserved it and she had felt your love; when she had discovered it alongside your letter, she had finally realised she needed you as much as you needed her and she had embarked on a journey to get you back.
Now, that you were finally together in a room that was filled with such love; passionate from two hearts aching for eachother with the heat of firebenders and yet immaculately pure as both of you were eachothers first love, no words needed to be said anymore. You began crying tears of happiness and holding eachother, finally together. To no one else had Azula ever shown as much emotion as to you, and you would forever be the only one who she would open up to like this.
Now, for a little moment, everything was beautiful. You forgot about the war, your suitor, your duties and only were there for eachother - in the future, you hoped, you will have many more of such shared moments, and over time you will gain the courage to talk about all that happened - even to Azula's father, to make your relationship official. But for now, you were happy to be at Azula's side, and she was so, so happy you were there.
The end.
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Dear 🌹-anon, I hope you like this. This was so fun to write, and even though it sometimes took very long to do stuff and I definetly could have written many parts better, I learned a lot writing this! Maybe I can utilise some of the gained knowledge in your next request 👀👀👀 (I'm just gonna assume you write one, you don't have to though 💀)
Again, I hope I lived up to your expectations and have a great day :D
*1 kilometer appearantly equals about 0,6214 miles lol
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