#600 followers event

[it-happened-one-fic]

A Cinderella Fairytale - Deuce

Author Notes: @miriamladyvoid So this is the selection from my 600 followers event that corresponds to the book you chose (A book that has been lovingly re-covered in now sun-faded fabric). i wrote this while listening to "Lavender Blue" from Disney's Live action Cinderella (2015) OST. I kept this one as a female reader as well since that was what was in your request. I hope you enjoy!

600 followers event!

Type: female reader/ fluff/ romance/ charming fairytale in a book that has been lovingly re-covered in now sun-faded fabric/ Isekai

Word count: 2416

I exhaled, scrubbing the floor that magically seemed to gain more filth each time I blinked.

Never had I so regretted touching a book as I regretted touching the one that had transported me into this fairytale world that was a little bit too much like Cinderella for my liking. Especially considering I was the one in the role of Cinderella.

I should've known to be wary of the enchanted books Crowley had told me to take to the library for safe storage. If I had, then maybe I would have found myself getting transported to a magical world that wasn’t my own or Twisted Wonderland.

Of course, I hadn’t exactly been planning on opening one of the books. One of them had just slid off the top of the stack and fallen to the ground, opening as it did so.

I’d frowned at the book covered in sun-faded fabric that obviously hadn’t been original to it as I sat down on the other books before kneeling and slowly picking the book upright as Deuce had come into the room behind with yet another stack of books. 

I’d barely even gotten a chance to glance up at the young man as a flash of light sparked out from the book, causing the young man to shout in surprise before everything had faded into darkness and I’d woke up here.

I hadn’t woken up with no clue as to where I was. The enchantment on the book had been kind enough to give me all of the information regarding my character’s backstory.

And it was almost exactly that of Cinderella. Meaning that I was essentially trapped in a retelling of one of the world’s most famous fairytales known to man.

The only real comfort was that, at the very least, Deuce had no doubt seen me get sucked into the book.

He would go and get help; I knew he would, and as soon as they could figure out how, I trusted that my friends would get me out of this book and back into Twisted Wonderland.

But up until then, my best options seemed to be filling my role and playing the part of Cinderella. Which included servitude to my apparent stepfamily.

“You still haven’t finished cleaning the floor, Ashes? You won’t be able to go to the ball at this right!” My supposed stepsister trilled at me from the upper staircase, and I twisted to look up at her.

I had to hand it to her and my stepmother, who stood behind her with a faux-disappointed expression; they weren’t going with the classic nicknames of ‘Cinderella’ or ‘Cinders.’ Instead, they referred to me as ‘Ashes.’

I watched as my stepmother shook her head, her lips pulled together in a pout, “Really, dear, I would have thought you would know this by now. If you try to clean the floor while covered in filth, then you’re only going to spread filth around.”

I glanced down at my clothes, which were not, in fact, covered in filth but were considerably stained. I nodded nonetheless, my fingers curling into the filthy rag I was using to clean, “Yes, ‘Mother.’”

I heard the tapping of heels, and then my chin was lifted by a fan so that I was looking up into my stepmother’s face, which was just a little bit too red to be colored by blush alone, “I told you to call me ‘Duchess,’ Ashes.”

I pulled my mouth up into a fake smile, “Yes, of course, Duchess.”

She let out a hum before twisting to look up at the clock and tutting lightly, “It is far too late for you to join us at the ball, Ashes. I’m afraid you’ll have to stay behind tonight.”

I twitched slightly at her words, indignant on my character's behalf. For tonight, she said. More like for the rest of your existence.

I wasn't particularly looking forward to meeting the prince charming of this story, but I was looking forward to my entrance at the ball. At the very least, I would get to see her shocked and dismayed face then. Though that was only a little comfort, considering it wasn’t actually going to be ‘Ashes’ who finally bested this woman.

The fan was yanked from under my chin, and she made sure to drag its sharp corner along my skin before finishing pulling it away as she smiled at me, “Be sure to finish your chores, ‘Dear.’”

She stepped away, turning in a swirl of rich but gaudy fabrics as I watched her stalk out of the kitchen and to her smirking daughter’s side, “And remember, tomorrow the prince will be visiting to declare his intentions to my daughter.”

My daughter. Not your sister.

But that was fine. In no way did I want to be accused of being related to the caution orange monstrosity of tulle that was the wicked step-sister of this tale.

I bowed my head, idly wondering what my fairy godmother would look and be like as I murmured my response, “Yes, Duchess.”

The two women left, trailing shrill laughter behind them as they swept out of the room, and I sat back.

As I recalled, the fairy godmother usually showed up right after Cinderella’s heart was broken, which did make me wonder if she would even show up.

According to the plot, she should, but I was hardly heartbroken.

But that was fine. I’d found a dress in the attic that was a perfect match for my size that was no doubt left by the previous lady of this house.

Ashes’s mother.

Changing didn’t take long, and I glanced at the clock as I walked through the house. The only question now was how, exactly, I was going to get to the palace without a pumpkin carriage to take me there.

I stepped out of the house, glancing around and feeling my eyebrows raise as I spotted a carriage that was parked right outside the house. A little bit too handy to be a coincidence, as the man in front waved me over.

“You must be a lady of this house. We’ll have to hurry to get you to the ball on time, my dear,” He smiled warmly, and I felt myself grin back at him before clambering into the carriage and sitting as it took off.

I frowned at the box next to me, though, immediately suspicious as I leaned out the window, “This box… Are you delivering it?”

The man shook his head, “No, ma’am, that would be for you. Some faerie stopped by and left it here, saying the lady who took this carriage to the palace would need it.”

I frowned at it, feeling my eyebrows lift before I carefully opened the box to reveal delicate glass slippers.

I felt myself laugh slightly; I supposed it wouldn’t really be a Cinderella fairytale without at least one gift from a fairy godmother after all.

And, just like a perfect fairytale, they fit like a dream and were impossibly comfortable despite their design.

I found myself shaking my head and smoothing back out the full, layered skirts of my dress, idly wondering about what this prince charming was going to be like.

Probably perfectly handsome, in a brilliant white suit, and totally at odds with the young men I’d gotten so used to being around at NRC. And there was nothing wrong with that. In fact, that would make him someone that I’d want for this story’s protagonist. 

Ashes deserved someone who would be good to her in ways that she had experienced since her childhood, when her father and mother were still alive.

It didn’t seem like I’d been in the carriage hardly anytime at all when it rolled to a stop and the coachman leaned around, a smile on his face that somehow reminded me of Cater, even though he looked nothing like the ginger-haired young man, “Here’s your stop, ma’am. And good luck on winning the prince’s heart.”

I felt myself smile at him as I stepped out of the carriage, noticing that its roundness really did make it appear like a pumpkin.

“It looks like I’m going to be fashionably late,” I was surprised to find that I felt oddly nervous as I looked up at the grandiose staircase that led up into the sparkling palace just ahead.

He leaned down, winking at me lightly, “All the better for making an entrance, I say. Now, farewell, my lady.”

And with that, he snapped his reins once, and the carriage pulled away as I started up the staircase, at first slowly and then trotting, as my skirt fanned out around me.

Sets of doors after sets of doors were opened for me as I hurried through the palace, idly checking clocks as I went. Even I knew that the magic would wear off at midnight, and if I wanted this story to move forward, I needed to meet the prince before then, at the ball.

And right now, even as I filled the role of the princess in this story and even looked the part for once, ending this story was still my best chance of returning home outside of relying wholly on my friends to get me out.

I found my pace slowing, though, as I approached a particularly ornate set of double doors in front of which two men stood. Both of them looked my way and nodded slightly before they opened the doors silently for me. Revealing the glittering spectacle of a ball that was spread out in front of me as I walked out on a dais from which two sets of stairs fanned out.

I could see the musicians getting ready, but they obviously hadn’t started playing yet, which meant I’d made it before the prince had made his choice of partner.

I swallowed thickly, letting one hand rest on the stair’s gently curving rail while the other reached to lift my skirts, just enough for me to slowly step down the stairs and the rest of the way into the brightly lit ballroom.

I exhaled softly, bracing myself to meet Prince Charming when I saw him, and somehow, instead of being surprised, I only smiled.

His eyes were wide as he took a few, almost hesitant steps towards me before he smiled in return from across the room.

Guests parted around him, their confusion evident as he walked towards me at my quick pace and heads turned, their eyes landing on me as he slowed and came to a gentle stop right in front of me, “I finally found you.” 

His voice was so soft, and I laughed slightly, shaking my head in slight disbelief until I found my voice, “Deuce… I didn’t even know you were here. Did you get sucked into this story at the same time I did?” 

He nodded, glancing down and making a slight face before he looked up at me once more, “Yeah…  I’ve been looking for you ever since so we could get out of here, but I’ve also been getting forced to act like a prince…..”

He trailed off, and I laughed slightly, tilting my head at him, “Well, you look like a perfect prince.”

He brightened at my words, though he also looked a little bashful before he nodded slightly, “And you look like a real princess, Y/n!”

He reached out, taking my hands in his, and I heard music start up almost immediately, causing my eyes to widen and glance over towards the musician right as one of the men from the top of the staircase spoke up, “His Highness has chosen his partner!”

I looked back towards Deuce, only to find him looking around just as startled as I was, “I don’t know how to dance though….”

I squeezed his hands lightly, pulling his gaze back to me with just that slight gesture, “Hey, we’ll do it together.”

I watched as he blinked at me slightly before nodding, a determined glint entering his gaze, “Right, together.”

And with that, we shifted, spiraling across the floor with unpracticed motions that somehow seemed oddly perfect. They fit the two of us. Two people who weren’t originally from this story but had still ended up swept up in the tale.

As the music trailed off, we came to a slow stop, with his arms wrapping around me as we both laughed slightly. Perhaps from the giddiness of having danced in front of an entire group of people, or maybe from the ridiculousness of us being in a fairytale such as this one.

And then, as I leaned against him, the lights seemed to brighten and turn the entire ballroom white.

I closed my eyes, pressing my face into Deuce’s shoulder as his grip on me tightened until, at last, I chanced opening my eyes only to find the glittering spectacle of the ballroom gone.

I sat back, startled, and my motions caused Deuce to jolt slightly, his own eyes opening as we looked up at the Heartslabyul students around where we knelt on the floor of the school’s library.

“Guys! How-”

“We just closed the book,” Ace was shaking his head at us, his arms crossed as he looked down at us, and I blinked as his stare shifted over to Deuce and he snorted.

“Next time, instead of diving in after the Prefect, use your head, and maybe they won’t be trapped in a book for so long.”

Deuce frowned, straightening from his seated position, “Hey! I had to do something!”

And just like that, the two of them started bickering. But I felt a light tap on my shoulder that had me turning as Cater smiled down at me, “So what was being a princess like?”

I blinked at his words before a smile slowly started to crawl across my face, half in amusement and half in genuine happiness that I’d gotten to experience such a magical little story.

I looked over at Deuce as I smiled, realizing I’d probably never get to see him dressed up like a prince or dance with him like that ever again. And those, at the very least, were two memories I’d treasure for the rest of my life.

And when I answered Cater, I was still smiling, half-wishing we could have made it to the end of the story. It had felt like we’d only just gotten to the good part after all. 

“Like a fairytale.”

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[absolute-flaming-trash]

I die for the way you write Illumi!! So I'd love to request "“The rules are very simple.“ with Illumi!

ohhohoho the way I had so much fun with the dialogue in this, I hope you enjoy, my friend 💛

Warnings: Implied kidnapping, Forced relationship, Needles (Illumi's), Implied past noncon. Not edited.

Word Count: 500

“The rules are very simple.” Illumi’s normally monotonous voice was instead filled with impatience and something you would almost call sorrow if you believed he had any right to it. “I’ve given you everything that you could have possibly needed here and more, the only thing you have to do in exchange is follow them.”

“They are anything but simple.” Your own voice was shaky from your own misery and fear. You had only talked back to Illumi a handful of times, all of which resulted in horrible punishments, but you could barely take any more of his incessant demands.

“And I have every right to feel the way I do, what you’re asking of me is impossible.”

He narrowed his eyes, taking a step towards you while you took one back. “It is far from it.”

“But it is!” You shouted, doing your best to ignore the twitch of anger that went through his face at your tone. “I don’t know how else I can explain it to you, you can’t rip me from my life, try to buy me with gifts and ‘privileges’, which are actually basic human rights, and expect me to do all that you ask, it’s insane!”

“If you’re able to do the first two, you’re able to do the last one.”

The noise that left you was somewhere between a sob and a laugh, and you could only shake your head in response - truly lost for words.

“Recite them to me.”

You glared at him with watery eyes. “I’m not going to-”

“Recite them to me.”

You flinched back from the wave of aura he gave off, regarding him warily for a moment before sighing heavily when nothing followed - shoulders sagging with the action and you dropped your gaze to the floor in defeat. “Number one… ‘don’t run’.” You sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your hand, much to Illumi’s chagrin. “No choice there, since I couldn’t even if I tried on this damn mountain-”

“Continue.”

Your fists clenched at your sides. 

“Number two… ‘don’t resist’.’” Another humourless laugh left you breathily. “Again, kind of hard when you overpower me at every goddamn turn.”

The sensation of Illumi’s hand gripping your chin to tilt your head up to look at him made you nearly jump out of your skin. You hadn’t heard him get close, but then again no real surprise there.

“Last one.”

“Number three… ‘love you’.” 

Fresh tears slipped down your cheeks, pooling in his hand when they reached your chin.. “I can’t do that.”

The tension in the air was palpable, and the silence that followed your words made dread sink in your stomach the longer it stretched on. The only relief you felt came when Illumi’s grip on you softened, his hand moving from your chin to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear’ but it was short lived when his other hand came up swiftly followed by a sharp stinging in your temple.

“You will.”

© absolute-flaming-trash 2022. Do not repost, modify, copy, or claim.

#riri writes #600 followers event #Illumi x Reader #Illumi #HxH #Hunter x Hunter #Illumi Zoldyck #Illumi Zoldyck x Reader #tw yandere #tw implied kidnapping #tw forced relationship #tw needles #tw implied past noncon #love my moots #theo my beloved

[seonghwaddict]

music to my ears — choi san PART THREE OF LILO'S 600 FOLLOWER EVENT

requested by anon. “congrats on 600 lovely !! <3 fluff list 2: “you wouldn’t, uh, maybe, want to stay the night, would you? i just really don’t want today to end.” & smut list 4: ❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜ with san would be 🫠🫠” lilo’s notes. thank you for the request anon!! i agree this is an absolutely amazing request and the prompts are just *chefs kiss*. that being said, i had to change them very slightly (like one or two words) just to fit the scenario a bit, i hope you don’t mind. <33

prompts. “you wouldn’t, uh, maybe, want to stay the night, would you? i just really don’t want today to end.” ; “i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do.” pairing. choi san x fem!reader

warnings. smut below the cut, minors please dni, soft dom!san, soft sex, body worship, fuckbuddy!san, minimal dirty talk, praise, p in v, unprotected sex (pls don’t do this irl), nicknames (baby, love), slight overstimulation, aftercare, a lot of softness. wc. 1.7k.

he was supposed to be a one night stand, a stranger you’d have some fun with and then forget about later.

what he was not supposed to be was a repeated cycle of waking up in his bed. but that’s exactly what san became. you weren’t exactly sure how to describe your relationship with him—friends with benefits? no, you didn’t really talk enough about your personal lives to consider him close to you in any other way than physical. fuck buddy? that was definitely more fitting, but something about it still felt off.

after the first night you spent together, you were intrigued, eager to find out everything he could do but had not yet shown you. so, before you left in the morning, you grabbed a pen and paper from his desk and wrote down your number and name (you couldn’t even remember his name so you doubted you ever gave him yours).

it didn’t take him too long to contact you. only a week later and you received a text message where he introduced himself. once you were reminded of who he was, you couldn’t suppress your excitement at the prospect of seeing him again. you were completely right about his intentions for it was only a few messages later that he threw in the information that he was stressed and could really use relief. you were happy to assist him.

your little adventures in his sheets quickly became something constant in your life, seeing him every couple days. soon enough you figured out you were both std free, so you let him go in without protection. the pleasure of it all never really left either of you with a desire to sleep with anyone else, since you didn’t have to worry about diseases or pregnancy (thanks to you being on the pill). and after the first night, you stopped leaving as soon as you woke up while he was still fast asleep, and with each encounter you’d find yourself staying just a bit longer each time. san was always very sweet, though his personality in bed was a bit unpredictable.

sometimes he was merciless, pounding into you at an ungodly speed while he whispered the filthiest things into your ear. other times, like now for instance, he’d be gentle, taking his time with your body, hands and lips ghosting over sensitive areas and mapping them out.

he already made you cum three times and by the time he finally entered you, you were quivering with overstimulation but still eager to continue. one of his hands had your wrists crossed and pinned over your head while the other trailed all over your body, gently teasing before he held your thighs together and bent them over your chest, his hips rolling against you sensually.

he knew your body well, knew what angles got your head spinning and what touches got your pussy gushing. occasionally he let out groans, but he was rarely too focused on his own release, keen on making sure you felt good. this particular position was a favourite of yours, it helped him reach inside you deeper and it increased the tightness around his cock, stimulating both of you in the most delicious way.

“you know,” his tone was soft, almost as if he were talking to you while reading a newspaper over breakfast and not fucking you. “you’re always so pretty for me.”

san leaned down and pressed featherlight kisses to the back of your calves, trailing them down to the back of your knees and causing a stampede of butterflies you forcefully swallowed. the pace of his thrusts was almost frustratingly slow, making you feel how his length filled you so thoroughly.

his hands grasped the back of your thighs and moved your legs carefully, to hook them around his waist. when he was fucking you like this, with this gentleness, he liked missionary. he liked it because it gave him a clear view of how your face contorted with the pleasure only he can provide you with. because he could lean down and kiss you and swallow all your moans.

“o-oh san…” you whimpered against his lips as he gave a sharp thrust different from all the other ones.

in response, he bit your lip and pulled it slightly before releasing it. san brushed his fingers over your cheekbone as he leaned his face back to watch the muscles of your face twitch and go slack. “hm, did you like that, baby? your sounds are like music to my ears. all your whimpers and moans, i never want to stop hearing them.”

you felt your nails digging into his biceps as he increased his pace just a bit, the contrast between his sudden roughness and the featherlight touches of his hands sliding up and down your glistening body making your head spin. he hummed, his eyes rich with all kinds of emotions as they surveyed the moaning mess you were.

“i love that no one else gets to see you like this.” he angled his hips a little differently so his whole cock dragged along your most sensitive spots. he reached one of his hands down to let his thumb circled your swollen, abused clit. “that no one else gets to feel you or be inside you. they don’t get to have you… but i do.”

something about the way he whispered those words so possessively. it sent your mind reeling and had your walls clenching around him tightly as another orgasm washed over you. your body shook and writhed beneath him, overwhelmed for a moment. you opened your mouth in a silent moan, but his hand moved to your chin to nudge it shut so he could finish with his own groans muffled against you.

a little after that, he pulled out of you, both of you shuddering as he collapsed on top of you with his head between your breasts. san’s hands traced from your shoulder to your hands, holding them as if they were delicate and could break at any second, his hazy mind calming down as he listened to your heartbeat and felt the rise and fall of your chest. when you squeezed his hands, he sat up slightly dropping your right hand to hold onto your left one with both of his. he brought it up to his face and kissed your palm.

you let him, watching him silently as your cheeks warmed with heat and your stomach stirred with something other than arousal. he placed heartfelt pecks against your palm before he moved his lips to press more pecks on the inside of your wrist and then up your arm, all the way until he got to your shoulder. there, he lifted his lips, but not for very long as he placed a kiss against the spot over your heart and then continued travelling upwards. his tender kisses littered your neck and cheek until, finally, he pressed a firm kiss to your lips.

you shivered and held him close, not quite processing how intimate all of this was. but soon enough, he got up from the bed and returned with a fresh pair of boxers on and a wet towel. he took ahold of your ankles and pulled you to the edge of the bed so your knees hang off it. spreading your knees apart, he kneeled on the ground, eye level with the area he intended to clean.

as he wiped away all the cum and arousal, you twitched every now and then, stinging from the slight overstimulation. whenever you flinched, he’d pull his hand back and glance up at you, not continuing until he saw your discomfort eased. occasionally he’d press his lips against the inside of your thighs and your kneecaps, mumbling sweet words against them.

“you did so well, just relax now, love.” “does this feel okay, it’s not too much, is it?”

once he was done, san took the panties he had haphazardly tossed away from the bed and slid them up your legs, patting your hips once he got them on you. figuring you’d be cold, he also grabbed a shirt from his closet, slipping his hand under your back to help you sit up (though you weren’t that exhausted, but who were you to complain?) and dressing you in the soft, grey material. 

when you woke up the next morning, you were facing each other, legs tangled under the sheets. he was already awake, absentmindedly tracing shapes on the skin of your waist under the shirt as he looked at you. there a warm smile spread itself onto his face when he noticed you were awake. his hand moved to the small of your back and drew you closer, holding you tightly and kissing your forehead.

briefly you considered asking what he saw you as. sure, after you slept together he’d usually be very affectionate. but something was different last night; the lingering kisses, the intimacy, the shockingly affectionate tenderness of his eyes. you pushed those thoughts away. there was no way he thought of you the way you thought of him.

still, a part of your soul couldn’t help but stay hopeful as he hesitantly uttered his next words.

“you wouldn’t, uh, maybe, want to stay for the rest of the day, would you? i just really don’t want this to end.”

you stopped yourself from cooing at his nervousness, nodding slowly. “i’d love to stay.”

“good.”

a beat of silence followed that, neither of you sure of what to say next. it was an awkward or uncomfortable silence, it was calm. the few rays of sunlight that got past his curtains provided the room with a soft glow, the pair of you engulfed by the warmth of the blanket.

he brought your hand up to his face and, much like the night before, pressed a kiss to your palm and then your wrist. the sensation left tingles on your skin and your breath hitched, something he took note of with a smirk.

“can i have my hand back yet?” you asked jokingly, your chuckle ringing through his ears.

“hmmm,” he nipped at your wrist, “no.”

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[kabukibun]

congrats for the milestone mika !! so excited for the event, your works are always so 🛐

how about lyney with babytrapping. i can imagine how he could pull that off with how skillful he is with his hands 🤭 (stealthing maybe? do whatever you feel most comfortable with 🫶)

-🍜

–Magic Trick

⚠ TWs/CWs: baby trapping, stealthing, afab reader

For Lyney, family and loyalty is everything. Look no further than his relationship with his sister for evidence of that. He would do anything to protect her! So it’s not far off to say he isn’t looking to start his very own family soon. With you in the picture, his dream is much closer to reality! 

“We should have a baby soon! What do ya think?” He bounces up to you excitedly, arms wrapping around you. 

“A baby? Maybe someday…” Your tone is noncommittal as you try to laugh it away. Despite the awkward atmosphere, Lyney is quick on his feet.

“Someday? Liiiiike.. Today? We can start trying today and you’ll have the baby someday in 9 months!”

“Mm, no, not that soon. I just don’t think we’re ready. Maybe in a couple years, when we know we’ll really stick with each other.” That makes Lyney perk up, eyes widening slightly before returning to his normally cheerful state.

“What? You don’t think we’ll stay together? You stole my heart and now you’re planning on breaking it?” Lyney sighs dramatically, placing a hand over his heart as he turns his head to fake sob. You only roll your eyes before giving him a quick peck on the lips, turning away to complete your commissions for the day. “You know I didn’t say that. We just have to be sure!” With that you run off, blowing one more kiss for him to catch.

Although Lyney joked about feeling hurt in the moment, his heart felt a pang. He couldn’t shake off the implications. You, leaving him? Absolutely not. He would do anything to keep you by his side. He wanted that baby. So why not kill two birds with one stone? If he could get you pregnant, you’d never leave him. All he needed was a little magic to make that dream come true.

—

You keen as Lyney rolls your panties down your thighs, fingers already spreading you apart, cooing at the sight of your wetness. His eyes never leave yours as he leans forward, tongue heavy against your folds. He swirls his tongue around your clit, lips latching onto the engorged bud before sucking harshly. 

Lyney had been teasing you since you came back home. All too eager to get his plan started. Ever since your conversation earlier, he had been planning this. 

He pulls his shorts off hastily, unable to resist any longer. His cock springs out, slapping against his stomach. By habit, he grabs a condom off your nightstand, sliding the rubber on slowly, hissing at his sensitivity. Grinning, he slides his length across your folds, enjoying your wetness soaking him before plunging into your heat. Lyney groans, head thrown back as your tight walls cling to him, sucking him in. He could cum on the spot, he thinks.

“The condom… you have it on, right?” Your previous conversation suddenly comes to mind, and you can’t help but ask, even if a gnawing sense of guilt for not trusting him eats away at you. It just won’t go away, so you ask.

Lyney nods, eyes soft with sincerity. And truly, he does have the condom on, for now. So with a nod, you allow him to continue, hips bucking forward to signal you were ready. He doesn’t hold back then, hips rutting into you quickly. His hands held onto your hips firmly, pulling you closer to him with every thrust. He set a rhythm, each thrust punctuated by deep, hard movements. Lyney pulls you close, hugging you to press your bodies against each other. His cock throbbed as he felt your tits pressed against his chest. 

Slowly, slowly, he pulls out, allowing you to feel every inch of his cock leaving your body. He rolls his hips once, before pulling the head of his cock out of your warm heat. He hisses at the cold air, but the show must go on. With a quick flash of his hands, he removes the condom. God knows where he made it vanish to, but he didn’t need the evidence of his removal anywhere nearby. Just as quickly, he thrusts in, plunging every inch with a single push. This was it, with a renewed vigor, he plows into you. Lyney can only smile as he feels you clench tightly at the sudden movement. You hold onto him, trying to ground yourself, but he can see you lose yourself in pleasure. Your eyes roll back, arching as he hits your most sensitive spots with each thrust.

He can’t control his hips. Lyney thrusts wildly, no rhythm or pattern as he ruts desperately into your warm, wet cunt. His eyebrows furrow at how tight you are, at the way you clench and spasm around his cock. His dick twitches as he thinks about his plan working. Soon, he’ll flood your womb with his cum, fill you up with his love. Your tummy will grow as you carry his child. You’ll look so lovely. The familiar coil in his stomach grows tighter until he can’t hold it in. He cums with one final push, angling his hips deep inside of you.

“Fuck, Lyney! I think the condom broke. Pull out, hurry!” Your hand pushes against his stomach, trying to push him out to inspect the damage. However, he doesn’t budge. In fact, he seems to push further in, cock pressing deep inside as if it were making sure it would penetrate your womb. You moan at the sensation and despite your initial resistance, you cum all over his cock. Lyney was dead set on getting you pregnant, you realize, breathing heavily as you try to recover.

“Shh, don’t worry, love. Maybe it’s a sign from our Archon? We should have a baby..” He huffs, cock still twitching from his orgasm, desperately trying to give you every last drop. Your clenching pussy milks him as well, draining him for every last drop.

“No.. I’m not ready, Lyney..” You sniffle, weakly moving your hips away until Lyney pins them down. You shiver, enjoying the feeling of his cock still inside of you.

“But I am, Y/N! I promise I’ll take care of you and the baby. We’ll be sooo happy.”

Lyney waits a couple minutes, letting his sperm settle inside you, nodding to himself proudly before pulling out. Just as he had quickly removed the condom, another subtle move of his hands and a new condom is on. He still needed you to think it was an accident, after all. Unsurprisingly, you peek down to look at the scene, wincing as his cum drips out of you. The fluid runs down your skin, still warm, leaking onto the bed sheets. Of course, the condom is still on… It was just an accident. You look up at Lyney, who seems to be over the moon. 

It’s just an accident, you convince yourself. Besides, you may not even end up pregnant.

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Several months later, you sigh as you rub your swollen tummy. As soon as you had shown signs of pregnancy, Lyney had proposed. It's not as if your love for him didn't play a part in you saying yes, but you preferred to stay with him than to handle the pregnancy alone. Lyney has always been and continues to be a great partner. You just wish the pregnancy had happened much later into your relationship with him.

Seeing him kiss tummy, talking to the baby, fills you with a joy you can't quite describe. Maybe having a baby wasn't so bad...

#🍜 anon #⋆ ˚｡ 600 follower event #lyney smut

[bby-deerling]

600 follower event!

i did not expect to be hitting another huge milestone so soon! i am so grateful for all six hundred+ of you who enjoy my work and keep me creative! to give back, i'm planning a little something different for this event... matchups!

this event will be active until the end of the day on december 25th!

send me a blurb about yourself! you can get as detailed as you like, just make it comprehensive enough for me to get a read on you and your personality! in return, you'll get a short matchup with a few thoughts/headcanons!

rules

if we are friends and/or your favorite blorbo is in your pfp/url, please submit anonymously! (i am so curious to know if the matchups end up aligning with your favs hehe)

let me know if you would prefer male characters, female characters, or both to be considered! (if not present in your ask, i will assume both are fine!)

thank you so much for all of your continued support, i love you lots!

mwah,

-cille

#one piece x reader #zoro x reader #trafalgar law x reader #sanji x reader #luffy x reader #corazon x reader #nico robin x reader #nami x reader #buggy x reader #shanks x reader #mihawk x reader #eustass kid x reader #and so on and so forth #600 follower event #portgas d ace x reader #pretty much anyone is on the table for a matchup if the vibes are right!

[silverbladexyz]

Thank you so much everybody 🥹💞🖤 I don’t deserve you all <3

#silverbladexyz #600 followers #silver celebrates 600 #Thank you guys so so much aaaaah ❤️ #drop some event ideas in my inbox? 👀 #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x reader #beast dazai x reader #chuuya x reader

[bakugoushotwife]

🤲 yk imma need a jjk matchup pretty please 🤲

i’m feeling extra delusional today so it’s gonna need to be a romantic one, i don’t have a gender preferrnce, and if u feelin frisky u can throw in some nsfw parts too 🤭☺️☺️ luv u kyleeee

oh of course my darling, anything for you &lt;3

i ship you with...

c h o s o k a m o

sweet, clueless, but oh so sweet

and he tries really hard to be a good boyfriend

you're his first relationship so you have to be patient or you will hurt his feewings

he's such a great listener???? mainly because he wants to be super attentive and learn how to love you, so he's always paying attention to your ramblings to learn what you think is cute, what you hate, what you've been wanting from what store, and what you think is annoying

particularly fond of your ever rotating music taste

look he has a lot of catching up to do, so he enjoys bouncing from genre to genre and artist to artist with you

omg please take him to festivals this is coming to me in a vision rn

i see him, ponytails, pink cowboy hat mhm, i see cowboy boots to match, paper thin jeans riddled with holes with black chaps and no shirt....yes yes...i think im cooking here...

anyway yes, festivals please please jordie im on my knees please

you guys would have so much fun sitting on little blankets on a hill bc you got there early and you're gonna eat and smoke and start drinking as the sun goes down and the first artist comes on like im collapsing into tears beside my bed banging on the floor

literally he would love this more than anything, after everything he's seen and done and come back from like this kind of youth and love and high on life is exactly what he needs

never smoked a blunt before you lol but loves it now and can almost roll by himself hehe

speaking of substances....pussydrunk man. sorry. no im not.

like you're his first everything girlfriend like he has never tasted pussyjuice?? and then you teach him how to make you feel good and he earns his first taste he's...never leaving your side actually may become a bum because of it

im dying im sorry he is just so addicted, like boy breakfast boy lunch boy dinner eatin coochie

he of course still shares you with me, because he understands my value, that's a whole diff headcanon story ;)

big cuddler because he's terribly clingy

i think he has the sexiest veiniest arms and hands, like ughhhh and he doesn't understand how sexy that is either like he'll just be casually running his hands through his hair or something and you're sobbing and he doesn't understand fjsjfsndlrg\

loves your reptiles omg he is a hoagie stan for sure iykyk

i just see this as something so cute and peaceful and pure awww

i mean he would definitely kill a bitch for you, but that's hopefully left for a darker, past, time!

doesn't listen to yuji's advice when in arguments with you anymore <3

decides to always earn forgiveness by worshiping the ground you walk on xoxo

anyways texting gege this should be canon i fear

#kyleewritesjjk #jjk x reader #kylee's 600 follower event #kylee does matchups #my mootie cutie jordie #choso x jordie #choso x reader #choso smut #jjk smut #choso thirst #choso imagine

[lyranova]

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Hello! Congratulations and may I ask for prompt 3 from touch me like you do with Fuegoleon and wife s/o?

Hiya anon! Of course, and I apologize that I mention Fue as a "boyfriend" in this fic, I couldn't remember if you requested him be a husband or not 😅 but I still hope you enjoy, The explicit version is HERE (MINORS DNI)!

Taglist: @thoughtfullyrainynightmare

Word Count: 1,241 (Original Version: 2,176)

Warnings: Suggestive themes, Mentions of wanting to be "inside" 👀, mostly SFW

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Fuegoleon quickly rushed you and himself towards the Crimson Lion's base and up to your shared living quarters, the two of you had been out on a date together when it suddenly began to rain heavily. Fuegoleon had quickly thrown his robe over your head and rushed the two of you back.

You both giggled and laughed liked children as you ran inside the building, up the stairs, and towards your living quarters. You both walked into the room and shut the door softly behind you as Fuegoleon walked towards the fire place and used his flame magic to light it.

“ Here, come by the fire and get warm,” He urged softly as he held a hand out towards you, you smiled softly before taking his hand and walking over to him.

You sat down in the warm plush chair that was seated beside it. And he rubbed your shoulders a bit before taking his soaking wet robe from you and throwing it over a small wooden rack in the corner of the room before he walked back over to where you were sitting.

“ Join me?” You asked softly, standing up and holding your hand out towards him, he blinked a bit before another soft smile appeared on his face and he nodded.

He took your hand, sat down in the chair, and pulled you into his lap where he held you close and kissed the top of your head. You two sat together quietly, watching as the flames in the fireplace danced and flickered around.

You could sense something was wrong with him, during the date everything had been fine and normal, but when it began to rain he grew quiet and his face unemotive, which was a dead giveaway that his mind was elsewhere.

“ Penny for your thoughts, dear?” You asked as you rested your head on his shoulder, he blinked a bit as he was pulled out of his thoughts.

“ Hm, oh, it’s nothing, don’t worry, dear” He told you with a small shake of his head, but you turned to look at him with a raised brow and a skeptical look in your eye, making him sigh.

There really was no fooling you.

“ It’s just…it’s been a while since we’ve been able to go out and have time to ourselves, and it got ruined because of the rain,” He sighed in disappointment as he looked out the window. He had so much planned for the two of you. He wanted to take you out for a stroll by your favorite pond that was hidden away just outside the Capital. There he had a beautiful picnic planned out underneath your favorite tree, and then to finish the evening he planned on taking you on a small flight around the countryside on Salamander.

But the sudden rainstorm ruined his plans, although he wouldn’t place all the blame on the weather, since he should have had a backup plan just in case.

“ I understand,” You said softly as you rested your chin on his shoulder, but your eyes never leaving his face. “ While I’m not happy that the weather ruined our plans, I think it was a blessing in disguise.” Fuegoleon frowned at you in confusion.

“ A ‘blessing in disguise’? How so?”

“ Well,” You began softly as you turned back to face the fire. “ In a way, I prefer us spending time together like this instead of out on dates…here we can just be us. We don’t have to dress up, or be ‘proper’ like we are out in public, and if things happen to take a turn we don’t have to go rushing home.”

“ ‘If things take a turn’? Are you talking about things like the weather, or are you talking about something more…intimate?” He asked curiously, and you suddenly grinned mischievously before turning to look back at him.

“ Both, although,” You suddenly moved your body, your arms wrapped around his neck as your legs straddled his waist, he blinked up at you in surprise, but his hands instinctively grabbed you hips and held you there. “ I was leaning a little more towards the intimate side.” Uou admitted before you leaned forward and captured his lips in a sweet, yet fiery, kiss.

Fuegoleon suddenly pulled you closer, deepening the kiss, as the two went back and forth as though they were doing some sort of dance. His mind began to get lost in the kiss, when was the last time they had done something like this? Maybe a few weeks ago, or was it closer to a month ago? They had both been so busy lately that he couldn’t remember, but his body certainly remembered, and for that he was very grateful.

Just as the kiss was getting hotter and hotter, you suddenly pulled away and stood up, making your boyfriend frown in confusion once again.

“ Fuegoleon dear, may I ask you for a big favor?” You suddenly asked, your voice dripping in heat and sensuality, making his throat go dry and his clothes to become increasingly uncomfortable. He quickly cleared his throat and nodded.

“ Of course.”

“ Tonight,” You, slowly and sensually, began to take your clothes off one by one as you walked backwards towards the king-sized bed, your eyes not leaving his for a single moment. “ I want you. I want you with me, on me, and in me. Do you think that’s something you can do, Captain Fuegoleon Vermillion?” You asked as you climbed into the bed and slowly moved up towards the pillows, giving him an excellent view of your body from where he was sitting.

He quickly stood up and began to take his own clothes off as he walked towards the bed at a slow pace. You almost wanted to compare him to a lion stalking its prey in the wilderness, which would fitting considering his name and squad.

“ My dear, the love of my life, and the burning flame in my heart,” He began lowly before he climbed onto the bed and crawled slowly towards you. “ I can do that and a lot more if you want.” He assured her as he lowered his body and gave you a lustful, yet very loving, kiss.

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The couple laid side by side, wrapped in each other's arms, just basking in the afterglow. The date hadn’t gone as you both had expected, but despite the rain and your original plans getting ruined, you both had a very good time.

“ We should do this more often,” You teased softly as you placed a small kiss against his chest, he chuckled but nodded in agreement.

“ We should,” Fuegoleon agreed softly as he kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer. “ I know I’ve been very busy lately, and I apologize for that, but hopefully soon things will go back to normal soon.”

“ It’s okay, I’ve been pretty busy myself, so it isn’t just your fault.” You said softly as you looked up at him warmly. “ But things will get better soon, and when they do, I won’t let you leave this room for at least a month.”

“ A month?” He asked as his brows shot up in surprise. “ What if there’s a mission and the kingdom needs me?”

“ Well…that’s the only time I’ll let you go, but the moment you get from a mission or a meeting you have to come back to our room, deal?” Fuegoleon chuckled and shook his head, but nodded.

“ Deal.”

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

#asks #anon🌟 #black clover #black clover smut #black clover x reader #fuegoleon vermillion #fuegoleon x reader #lemon #spicy #steamy #600 follower event

[emeritus-fuckers]

"What's my role in the Ministry?" event

Or Ministry role event for short

Since we hit 600 followers and you chose this one, let's do it.

Basically, this is another match-up event, I suppose. But we've learned our lesson and we ask you questions instead of letting you write long paragraphs because while we appreciate your enthusiasm, sadly my ADHD brain has serious issues with long blocks of text. I do realize it is partially my fault for not really setting any standards on it, which is why we're setting them up now.

In the Ministry role event, you answer six questions. Keep you answer to each question up to five sentences so I don't lose my mind reading them (Nyx has been overworking herself with the match-up event, I wanna handle more of this one).

Here are your questions.

1. Would you say you're more likely to be a Sibling of Sin or a Ghoul? Why?

2. Which Papa would you prefer to work with? Why? (Sister Imperator is included)

3. Are you an introvert, ambivert or an extrovert? Tell us a bit more about it.

4. What chore do you like the most/hate the least?

5. Do you like to travel, or maybe you prefer to stay at home?

6. Freebie. You've got five sentences to tell us anything you want about you.

Keep in mind, your answer to any of the questions is not a guarantee of a specific result (for example, you telling us you're more like a Ghoul only helps us know you better, it may not automatically make you a Ghoul).

The event will end on July 20th.

#whats my role in the ministry event #ministry role event #600 followers #ghost #ghost band #ghost bc

[mxthtea]

for the 600 followers event (congrats, by the way!), can i request hurt/comfort prompt 10 with, wouldn’t you guess it, cyno

surprise me with who says it to whom >:)

600+ follower information (prompts)

another banger request,,, screams

cyno x gn!reader prompt: “rest, i’m not going anywhere.” warnings: overworking, sleep deprivation, hand holding, cuddling, massages, reader calls cyno 'dear', written before cyno's release, grammar + spelling mistakes, tell me if i forgot any. description:

A dark room, a migraine, and a ton of work. That's what Cyno's day has been for well, the past few days actually. His work for the Akademiya had stayed the same as always: a ton.

word count: 1k

A dark room, a migraine, and a ton of work. That's what Cyno's day has been for well, the past few days actually. His work for the Akademiya had stayed the same as always: a ton. Yet there would always be a few days in a months, a few weeks in a year, that would drag him down. And this was one of those weeks that would total up at the end of year.

Truly, he thought of his state as a pitiful thing. How could someone ranked so high within Sumeru be overtaken by just some pieces of paper and several tasks he'd have to do throughout the month? So all he would do is stretch for a few seconds and get back to work. The faster these papers were taken care of the more time he would have to himself. This week would end soon and so would his suffering with these sheets of agony and torment.

The man sighed once again as he set a page to the side. He stared at both piles of work for him to fill out, the 'unfinished pile' was way larger than the 'finished pile.' And so, Cyno got to work once again. While his head was protesting and the candle's wax was melting, he would continue.

It wasn't until his door opened that he realized you had returned home. Disapproving light filtered into the room as did your more welcomed shadow. Squinting his eyes, Cyno look at you with a smile.

"Home already? Thought you had some more work to do," Cyno asked.

You nodded, "I did. But it's not like they were big chores to do around. Some monsters lying around, helping a kid get back his treat that was stolen, just some easy stuff."

"Well that least one of us had an easy day."

Picking his pen right back up, Cyno got right back to work. The sound of the door closing as you set down some things and sat upon his bed was almost drowned out by his pounding head.

Almost.

Yet he still knew you were behind him, looking over his desk and analyzing the papers, the ink, the candles, and the state he was in. You mumbled if you could give him a massage, which he gave a silent nod to. It was comforting to have you with him while he did his mass amount of work. The feeling of your hands on his shoulder help ease his mind and calm him down to work once again.

"How long have you been working," you whispered, your lips pressed close against his ear.

"All day," Cyno placed the paper he was working on into the other pile and got another out, "there's still a lot of work to do. You can head to sleep if you wish, I'll join when all this work is done.

"That would take all night."

"But this work must be done by the end of this week. If I can finish it all tonight then there will be no work for the rest of the week. At least, not this much work. Of course I could get some new projects thrown at me in the next few days. But if I get this done and there is a chance more work is thrown, that gives me a lot less things to do."

Another paper placed to the side, and another one replacing the finished sheet. Once again, the grey-haired man was about to get to work.

"Well I-" you pulled Cyno's seat away from the desk, "- think you should take a break. You're tired, dear, it's written all over your face. The work can be finished tomorrow but doing it all in one go and forcing yourself to stay up just to finish it is a horrible idea."

Cyno didn't have the words to reply as you stood in front of the desk and hugged him. Despite the need to finish all of the work, he leaned into your touch and reached his arms to hug you.

"So, will you take a break now? Or do I need to do some more convincing?"

"My head has been hurting for a few hours. Just this once then."

The man looked up to see with you a knowing smile. One that said 'you said that the last time this happened' and it made him smile too. Cyno stood from his seat and stretched out his muscles, he hasn't actually stood from his desk for a long time after all. And with a small blow to the melting candles, the room was fully embraced by the welcoming darkness.

'I'll have get new ones for tomorrow if I'll work this long again,' Cyno thought to himself. But that was for tomorrow. For the rest of the night, he will rest alongside you.

The way to the shared bedroom was also contained by the darkness of night. It was nice to not have any bright lights in the view considering the splitting migraine. Cyno squeezed your hand as you both arrived to the bedroom.

You opened the door and with a few steps, laid Cyno onto the bed, not following after him. Were you not going to stay with him for the night. A hand reached out to grab at your hand as you walked away.

“Rest, I'm not going anywhere."

"But why are you leaving?"

"Just you tidy up your papers. I'll take care of them and lay down with you, alright?"

Cyno let out a tired hum as you gently closed the door behind you as you left. The room felt empty now. This was one of the few times Cyno caught himself being needy for your attention and affection. Really, he falls asleep pretty easily most days.

But this day seems to be an exception from that.

After what felt like hours, which was only five minutes at most, you walked into the room to lay beside Cyno. Your arms wrapped around his middle and pulled him closer to you.

"G'night, dear," you whispered against his skin.

"Goodnight."

The words that fell from his lips traveled in the air, soon fading away into the night. Cyno closed his eyes as you snuggled closer to him.

Finally, he would rest for the day.

#genshin impact #cyno #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #cyno x reader #genshin impact hurt/comfort #genshin hurt/comfort #cyno hurt/comfort #tw overworking #tw sleep deprivation #tw physical contact #600+ followers event #perpetualcynicism #vennys tales

[it-happened-one-fic]

Hi, there! :D

I saw the new event once a book and I thought it was interesting, If it's not too much trouble I would like to request:

Fandom: TWST (Silver x Fem reader) Story: Charming Fairytale the Book: A book that has been lovingly re-covered in now sun-faded fabric. <3

If my order does not convince you, you can discard it without problems, but if not, take your time and without pressure. Thank you. The new event made me excited, you are one of my favorite twst writers and I am happy to finally place an order here

Oh my goodness! I’m so touched that you like my writings and I’m thrilled to write a fic for you. In all honesty, the book selection actually serves as the character selection, but since I didn't clearly indicate that int he even, I've written two fics for you. One for Silver and one for the book you chose. The one for Silver is below (which was written and edited while I listened to “Entendez-Vous” by Cécile Corbel, but I’ll make sure to link the other one to you as well! I hope you enjoy your tale(s)!

600 Followers event!

Happily Ever After - Silver

Type: Female reader/ fluff/ romance implied/ charming fairytale/ isekai

Word count: 2465

I had to give it to the enchanted book I'd been sucked into; I had been given a very simple role. Find the lost prince and return him to his home so he could save the land from the rule of an evil witch.

It was a pretty basic fairytale plot, and I could only hope that finishing the story would result in me going back to Twisted Wonderland. If it didn’t, I really didn’t know what I could do other than place all of my hopes in Silver.

After all, he had been in the room with me when I’d opened the enchanted book that had, quite literally, pulled me into its story.

I scrambled up onto a rock, glancing around in search of some place that looked even vaguely like where I thought a lost prince might hide or be hidden.

To be honest, I fully suspected that he’d been locked away more so than he had been lost, since that seemed far more in line with what I’d expect from a fairytale about a supposedly lost prince.

But then, this particular fairytale had already surprised me in that there was a dude in distress with a lady savior rather than the usual damsel with a male hero. But then, I quite possibly wasn’t actually the hero of this story like I’d been thinking I was.

But no matter exactly what my role was, I was the one attempting to find the lost royal that the country was counting on to save the day.

I felt my eyebrows lift as I spied a shadowy castle that wasn’t terribly far from where I currently stood and did look almost exactly like what I’d expect from a place where a royal in distress would be kept.

I nodded slightly to myself before setting off, my pace fairly leisurely as I made my way towards the dark castle that looked like it had seen better days.

I almost smiled as I noticed the bats fluttering around the towers that stretched up towards the sky. A nice, almost gothic touch to the overall villainous aesthetic of the castle.

What made the place even better from my point of view was that the massive gate was open, and I had no difficulty getting in. In fact, I quite literally just walked into the place.

I did have to admit, though, that the fact that I’d gotten in so easily did beg the question of why this lost prince hadn’t simply escaped or come home on his own?

There was, of course, the possibility that I’d wholly misunderstood this situation and that I was dealing with a runaway prince rather than a hostage situation.

A runaway prince who was plot-ordained to save the country would make for an interesting tale, though it certainly wouldn’t be that of your typical fairytale.

More of a subversion than anything.

I frowned slightly as I walked around the seemingly abandoned castle that looked like it was steadily crumpling into nothing.

It was the sort of place Malleus would like, but that hardly helped my current dilemma.

Because if this prince was a runaway, he would probably be hiding from me. But if he were instead a hostage, like I’d initially suspected, then the first place I’d look would be in the dungeons or the tallest tower.

I glanced up at the towers, grimacing slightly at the thought of going into the mass of rocks that looked like they were about to collapse the very second a wind blew through.

I paused in my survey of the castle, though, feeling my eyebrows arch as I caught sight of a door that looked far heftier than any of the others. And it wasn’t just that either; that section of the castle also seemed far sturdier than the rest.

I rolled my shoulders and braced my hands on the dark wood before pushing, only for nothing to happen, causing me to frown at the weight of the door.

I inhaled deeply, though, and leaned fully into my shove as I dug in with my heels. I breathed through my motions as I slowly started walking forward, pushing the door open slowly but surely before I stumbled to a stop and looked up into the room beyond. 

It was mostly dim, with only a bit of sunlight filtering in through the damaged roof above and spotlighting a single area on the dais. But otherwise, it looked wholly uninhabited, and no one was obviously hiding in it either.

I hesitated, though, frowning as I listened closely to a distant sound that slowly became clearer until I could identify it. Footsteps.

I glanced around, my eyes searching for the person, until a figure became visible as it approached the dais.

I felt my eyes widen as he stepped into the light that made his pale hair shine in perfect opposition to the darkness that was all around.

And he looked like a perfect prince. A dark uniform with silver epaulets and a sword hanging at his side. It was almost like I was looking at a picture out of a storybook, and I blinked up at him, hardly believing my eyes as my words failed me.

At odds with my speechlessness, he spoke in an almost tired tone, “Y/n… I wondered where you were.” 

I blinked, almost like I was snapping out of a spell at the sound of his soft voice, and my voice returned to me, “You’re the lost prince??”

I openly gaped up at him, but I couldn’t help but be shocked that all of this time I’d been looking for him. Somehow, it seemed oddly fitting. I had gotten the strange sensation that I’d been searching for him my entire life before, but I’d always shaken it off and refused to ask him if he’d ever had that same sensation.

Despite my surprise, Silver was just like he always was. Utterly stoic and seemingly unbothered as he nodded at me. 

I could only assume he’d gotten used to his role in this book just I like had, but I still found myself walking towards him with surprise still rolling through me, “You got sucked into the book too?”

It was another rather obvious question, but if he was bothered, he certainly didn’t show it. Instead, he just nodded before calmly walking down the stairs and meeting me in the middle of the room.

“Have you been in this place the whole time?” I found myself scanning him for injuries or anything else of the sort, but he seemed wholly unharmed.

“Yes, this castle seems to be cursed to keep from leaving,” He explained calmly, turning and walking over to the still open door only to be stopped short of exiting by a wall that shimmered into place.

I had been right. He wasn’t a runaway prince at all. He was being held hostage, no doubt by the witch that was currently ruling the country.

I felt myself frown as he stepped backwards, causing the wall to disappear once more as he turned to look back at me.

On the bright side, I now knew why it had been so easy for me to get into this place. But on the down side, I had no idea how to get him off here if this castle was specifically enchanted to keep him in.

And to make matters worse, if I couldn’t get him out, then we were stuck just in here, but in this story, and since he was in here, no one back in Twisted Wonderland would know where we were.

But then, I also didn’t know if finishing this story would get us out. For all I knew, we might be trapped in an endless rotation of the same story over and over again.

I glanced over at Silver before walking over to join him by the open door, “Do you know if finishing the story will get us out of this book?”

I watched him closely and prayed he knew the answer, only to sigh as he shook his head, a slight frown of his own appearing on his face, “No. I’d heard of enchanted books from Father, but he never mentioned how one got out of such a book.”

I watched him silently for a moment before inhaling and turning my gaze back to the door, “Well, working with the idea that finishing the story will get us out. We have to get you out of this castle first.”

I paused, glancing back his way before I continued, “Do you know anything about the curse on this place that’s keeping you inside?”

Again, I was desperately hoping he did because, despite all of the information I had received the very moment I’d woken up in this tale, none of it had anything about cursed castles.

A smile briefly flickered across Silver’s face as he nodded, shifting slightly to better face me, “Yes, ‘Only through the help of another who truly cares can the lost prince escape his home of old.’”

He spoke like he was reciting something, though I didn’t know. Perhaps a prophecy his character came pre-downloaded with or something.

I felt myself frown as I echoed his words, “‘His home of old’?? Was this the old royal castle or something?”

Silver shook his head, the motion disturbing his hair so that it was laying more like it usually did rather than the way it had been carefully placed beforehand.

I let out a hum, abandoning my questions about this story’s plot in favor of focusing on the rest of what Silver had said.

Only through the help of another who truly cares.

It sounded suspiciously like an explanation for how to break a curse since most fairytales usually include some sort of way to save cursed individuals.

Though, admittedly, that usually involved a kiss. A thought that had me avoiding looking at Silver and instead staring out the open door.

After a brief moment, I glanced back over his way once more. At the very least, I did care about Silver. I had for quite some time now, even if I often did my best to avoid thinking about it in favor of not messing up the friendship we currently had.

But, since I cared, that meant that I should be able to get him out of this castle.

I smiled at him slightly and held out my hand, watching as he glanced down at my palm before he reached over and carefully took my hand in his and looked my way expectantly.

I held up our conjoined hands between us, “Trust me?”

A smile flickered across his face at my light teasing before he nodded, and I grinned, “Alright then….”

I trailed off as I lowered our hands and tightened my grip on his hand as I turned to face the door once more. I inhaled, bracing myself before taking a step forward with Silver at my side, following my motions perfectly and even matching my stride as he stepped forward with me.

And at first, there was a strange sensation of being engulfed. Almost like something was pressing in on us from all sides.

And then, as quickly as breathing, it was over, and we were outside. But we weren’t just outside the room. We were also outside the entire castle, and I found myself glancing behind us in surprise.

“I can’t believe it worked…” My words were barely muttered, but were wholly honest. I really had expected it to be harder to actually get him out of the castle.

I turned to look at Silver, only to feel myself go still as my gaze collided with his, and I saw the way he was smiling at me. With gentle fondness. Just like he had ever since I’d gotten to know him.

And though I’d already thought it, I couldn’t help but wonder at how he really was the perfect choice for a fairytale prince. Almost unfairly so.

“W- Well, I guess now all that’s left is to get you back home,” I managed a smile despite the way my voice wavered.

Something flickered in his gaze that bordered on amusement. Almost like he knew exactly what effect he had on me, but he didn’t say anything about it. Allowing me a small bit of dignity even as he squeezed my hand lightly, causing my eyes to widen as he spoke, “And to get both of us back to Twisted Wonderland.”

I blinked slightly before feeling a genuine smile stretch across my face and I nodded, “Yeah.”

I gazed at him for a brief moment longer, letting myself relax now that I wasn’t alone in this storybook and had him by my side. But then something shifted.

He noticed it at the same time I did, his gaze sharpening before he whirled. Putting me behind him as he reached over and grasped his sword.

I stepped closer to him, glancing around warily, “What's going on?”

He shook his head, his voice solemn and lacking all of the warmth it had just previously held when it had just been the two of us standing together, “I don’t know. Something’s wrong.”

His words were the only warning I was given before the world bled away into white, slowly absorbing everything else into it. The last thing I saw was Silver whirling to look back at me with a determined expression before even he disappeared from sight, and all of the whiteness that threatened to blind me turned black. 

I twitched slightly, and then my eyes flew open as I inhaled sharply.

The first thing I really registered was Sebek’s voice bellowing “HUMAN!!” as Lilia leaned over me with an amused smile.

I blinked up at the fae in alarm as he titled his head, his eyes glittering with amusement, “Looks like you both made it home just fine.”

I almost frowned in confusion as my brain fought to slowly catch up to reality before I realized that we were in the school library. I shifted before freezing as I realized something was wrapped around my waist that shifted with me.

I slowly twisted, my eyes widening as I made eye contact with Silver, who smiled at me slightly in an almost apologetic fashion as I realized what, or rather, who, I was sitting on.

“Do you know how this story ends, Malleus? It is a Briar Valley classic, after all,” Lilia’s tone was beyond amused as he spoke from behind me.

I heard Malleus hum in response as I sat, frozen in mortified embarrassment, in Silver’s lap. And somehow, Malleus’s response just made it all the worse, “Of course, how could I not? ‘And so they lived happily ever after.’”

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[absolute-flaming-trash]

“Come now, you can beg better than that.” W sukuna or Choso

Okay I know I said I didn't feel comfortable writing for any of the canon minors on my blog, but since it isn't Yuji being the yandere here, I feel like this is still okay when it comes to my moral compass.

Plus fuck it, who knows if my stance will change over time.

Warnings: Allusions to future noncon, Allusions to future kidnapping, Sleep deprivation, Psychological torture. Not edited.

Word Count: 501

Being Sukuna’s vessel was not the easiest thing at the best of times.

It was a difficult thing, having something inside you with unlimited access to your deepest thoughts and emotions. It was something the King of Curses took advantage of on the regular, tormenting Yuji with his deepest and darkest secrets whenever he felt bored. It took some getting used to, and eventually Yuji was able to block it out the majority of the time.

However the one thing he would never get used to was the fact this connection went both ways.

The morbid curiosity got to him in the beginning and he allowed himself to look into the reaches of Sukuna’s soul only to regret it immensely and receive several detailed death threats from the Curse himself - most of which detailed what he would do once he had his own body.

These visions and thoughts paled in comparison the day he met you, though.

You were unassuming little thing - a bystander in the chaos of a Level 2 Curse wreaking havoc in an old set of apartment buildings that was easily taken care of by Yuji, Megumi and Nobara, but the short interaction you had with the three of them was enough to set something off with the King of Curses.

To put it plainly, he was revolting. Revolting in his descriptions of what he wanted to do to you, and what he would have done if you were around when he was worshiped as the God that he was.

It was never ending, and only increased in intensity and detail once Sukuna discovered just how much it bothered the young curse user.

The usual techniques he would use to shut Sukuna out became useless, and he found himself losing sleep at night listening to the horrific details of your potential capture and deflowering once Sukuna had a body of his own, and that it wasn’t a matter of if, but when it would happen to you.

A horrible part of Yuji’s mind began to take an interest in what the King of Curses was saying, and this was only used to further add to his torture once Sukuna caught wind of it. It just made his determination to find all the fingers and destroy this awful Curse for good all the more stronger.

But god, a decent night’s rest was something he would’ve sold his soul for if it wasn’t entangled with such a monster.

Eventually he broke. Sobbing into a pillow as he begged Sukuna to shut up and give him a break from the detailed descriptions of defiling you within an inch of your life. He would do anything, would make any deal, even let him have 5 minutes of free reign with his body if he could just sleep.

He was only met with a howl of taunting laughter he had grown oh-so familiar with followed by a phrase that would soon become just as familiar. “Come now, you can beg better than that.”

© absolute-flaming-trash 2022. Do not repost, modify, copy, or claim.

#riri writes #600 followers event #Sukuna x Reader #Sukuna #JJK #Jujutsu Kaisen #Ryomen Sukuna #Ryomen Sukuna x Reader #tw yandere #tw future noncon #tw future kidnapping #tw sleep deprivation #tw psychological torture #love my moots #sweet shadow

[seonghwaddict]

comfortable? — jung wooyoung PART ONE OF LILO'S 600 FOLLOWER EVENT

requested by @jaehunnyy. “aaaaaaa lilo darling, congrats on your milestone!! i am so proud of you, and i would like to request some floofy floof with Wooyoung, with the prompts [ see below ]. take your time and know that im so proud of you 🤍” lilo’s notes. chippy, thank you so much~!! i hope i made your wooyo delusions come true 🫶

prompts. “you wouldn’t, uh, maybe, want to stay the night, would you? i just really don’t want today to end.” ; wearing each other’s clothes for the first time. pairing. jung wooyoung x fem!reader

warnings. none. wc. 714

dating wooyoung has been a dream so far. despite how playful he was and how much he loved to tease you, he was incredibly caring in ways that he showed through lingering touches and glittering eyes.

you’d known each other for years but only began dating a few months earlier after a confession that left you giggling every time you thought about it. “would you punch me if i confessed my love for you and asked you out?” “yeah, probably.” “cool… so, i really like you, let’s go on a date?” you did indeed punch after that, but he wasn’t one to complain about such things.

earlier today you showed up at his house after he told you to come over, which led to a spontaneous baking competition. a few hours later, the kitchen was covered in flour and other baking ingredients but the two of you finally put together pastries that (somewhat) resembled cupcakes. his batch looked pretty good, four vanilla cupcakes, each with a piped red icing heart on top. yours looked passable, four chocolate cupcakes topped with a swirl of white icing and sprinkles.

wooyoung took a long moment to stare at your creation before doubling over and laughing like his life depended on it. “what the hell is that?”

“they’re cupcakes and probably taste better than yours.” you pouted at him and took one of them from the plate. you eyed it for a moment before taking a small bite. you hummed appreciatively, it was pretty moist. so you took another bite bigger than the last. it was then that you noticed the cupcake was very much underbaked, the raw batter spilling out and dropping against your shirt. this only made wooyoung laugh even more as he observed you, tears nearly welling up in his eyes.

“it’s not even baked properly!”

you hastily grabbed some napkins and began wiping at the shirt. while the batter came off, it left behind a rather large brown stain on it that had you frowning. as soon as your boyfriend saw his expression, his laughter died down to amused giggles as he patted your cheek gently.

“don’t worry, jagi, you can borrow one of my hoodies.”

“are you sure?”

he nodded, leading you up to his bedroom. a few minutes later you walked out to meet him back in the living room, this time wearing one of his black hoodies over your leggings. it was too large for him and a bit larger for you, reaching the middle of your thighs if you didn’t move your arms.

the mischievous glint you usually saw in his eyes faded completely as he looked at you so lovingly when you walked in and flopped down on top of him on the couch. his fingers threaded themselves through your hair as he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“comfortable?” he muttered against the soft skin of your cheek, making you giggle since it tickled a bit.

“very much so,” you nodded enthusiastically and cuddled into him further, “i might have to start stealing your hoodies.”

he hummed and wrapped his arms around your waist, turning you over so you were both laying on your sides, face to face and cramped together to fit on the couch. a few minutes of peaceful silence washed over you as you enjoyed each other’s presence. it was a rare occasion for him to be silent for this long and you looked up at him with some curiosity.

“what are you thinking about, woo?”

“you…,” you haven’t seen him looking so unsure since your first date when he spilled coffee all over your white rug. you slipped your hand into his and gave him an encouraging squeeze. “you wouldn’t, uh, maybe, want to stay the night would you? i just really don’t want this day to end.”

your heart fluttered at his question and before you knew it you were smiling like an idiot and nodding. “i would want nothing more than that.”

he laughed giddily and pulled you closer. “have i told you how much i love you today?”

“yes but i wouldn’t mind hearing it again.”

“i love you.” he said again and again and again between tender pecks against your lips, cheek, jawline, anywhere he could reach. “i love you.”

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[tonberry-yoda]

I think im asking too many questions atp idek if uve already answered this one so IM SORRY IF IM BOTHERING but whos ur fav music artist???

Also i know ive requested him before but im unoriginal and inlove so

Can i request

Gyro angst

I feel like being sad rn

AGAIN CONGRATS ON 600 U FR DESERVE THEM ALL🫶🏻🤭

Imma be here when u hit 10k fr

I talk too much OKAY BYE HAVE A NICE DAY!

You're not asking too many questions, omg. i think it's lovely that you wanna ask me stuff <333 currently, my favorite music artist (because i listen to A LOT OF MUSIC) is Gorillaz. I've listened to them since I was a kid and love them so so much <33

also, not unoriginal, i never get Gyro requests and I am so down bad for this cowboy, so thank you for requesting him because AWOOOOGA

it's not super angsty or anything, but I quite like it :)

Stuck - Gyro Zeppeli

pairing - Gyro x reader

warnings - slight angst, nothing crazy tho

word count - 615

You screamed at the top of your lungs, trying to claw yourself out of the earth. How the hell were you supposed to know that there was quicksand in America? And why the hell were they making racers take their horses through it?! Your horse had run off to god knows where and you were stranded. You were going to die here.

Prior, you made the stupid mistake of screaming at Gyro for being an idiot, and he left you in the dust unapologetically. You couldn't blame him though. If your horse didn't have a scratch on her leg, you would've gladly left him in the dust too, but instead you were left behind. And now it felt like the last breaths you were going to take.

For some reason, your brain couldn't stop feeling bad for yelling at Gyro, for being such an asshole to him since the race started. Maybe if you didn't cause all of the situations, karma wouldn't be here to bite you in the ass.

You really couldn't help but cry, watching the sky get further and further from you. God, this was awful. Wet, hot tears ran down your face as the cold mud grabbed your collarbones. You knew you shouldn't have signed up for this godforsaken race.

You took a breath and decided: screw Gyro Zeppeli. He just left you here like he knew it was going to happen. Like he wanted you to die in the middle of the-

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted as you felt a hand grab yours. You were pulled out of the mud and into the arms of… dammit.

“Gyro?!” You pushed him away and almost fell back into the mud, but he grabbed your hand to prevent that from happening.

“Are you hurt?” His voice sounded genuine, like he really cared about you.

“N-No. I'm fine.” You shuffled in your spot before Gyro ran with you, avoiding anything that could be quicksand.

“Dammit, y/n, I can't believe you!”

“I-”

“I don't wanna hear it! You get all pissed at me and I leave you just to find out you almost got killed, you dumbass! Thank god your horse showed up to our campsite or else you would probably be dead because I wouldn't have found out!”

You stood and allowed yourself to get yelled at by Gyro. You did deserve it. You were being the asshole, so the least you could give him was your time. So you swallowed back your pride and listened.

“I'm just, ugh!” Gyro threw his hands in the air and then wrapped his arms around you. “I'm just glad you’re okay.” His voice was soft against your ear, and his hair tickled your arm.

“Sorry Gyro.”

He pulled back and looked you up and down. “It's okay… just… don't do it again.” He grabbed your hand and went to walk off again, but he felt the force of you standing still and stopped, turning to you. “What’s the matter?”

“I'm really sorry Gyro.”

“You already said that, y/n. It's okay real-”

“No. About earlier. I'm sorry Gyro.”

Gyro looked at you with concerned eyebrows and jumped when you threw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. He pulled you in close by the waist and smiled. “I'm sorry too.” You kept your muddy, dirty clothes covered body pressed to his warm one, letting him pick pieces of trees and rocks off of your shirt. “Now what do you say we get back to the campsite and get you cleaned up?”

You nodded and placed a little kiss on his cheek before grabbing his hand and letting him guide you.

#i hope you like it :) #thanks for the request #600 followers event is now done!! #jjba #writing #fanfic #my writing #fanfiction #<3 #asks #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #gyro #gyro zeppeli #gyro x reader #gyro zeppeli x reader #sbr #sbr x reader #jjba part 7 #steel ball run #steel ball run x reader

[bby-deerling]

Im soooo happy for you!!! Congrats on the 600 you deserve each one my lovely🩷🩷🥺😭🫶🏼 so proud of you 👏

Ahhh also so excited you’re doing this I’ve been dying for someone to do a matchup event!!! You’re the bomb.commmmmm

Im not good at describing myself so I asked my honey lol and he said I’m almost like Nami in a sense lol 😂 instead of being obsessed with money (im actually super frugal) I’m literally obsessed with chocolate 🍫 I act tough but I’m really a softy who’s just scared to get stepped on so I bark instead of bite 😂 (I almost smacked him upside the head after hearing that part lol)

I’d like to add though that I’m super talkative when I’m comfy but quiet and observant when I’m somewhere new/with new ppl. I love to cook and bake. Writing, reading and drawing smut are my life outside of my daughter lol 😂 I’m always horny and love to eat!!!! Lol I’m a physical touch and words person idk if that matters but I’m a clingy gal lol 😂 also as you know …I sleep allllll the time so find me a honey who won’t mind lol 😂 you can pick both male and female I don’t mind 🩷🫶🏼

* if this is way to much please ignore my antics @honeysworld-offanfiction *

honey my loveeeee <3 having more material to work with is never too much!!! cracking up at the description your husband gave LOL

i think the right person to handle you despite only having one hand is...

shanks!

you're intense, sweet, and loving, and able to match the energy shanks brings to the table! i think shanks would love that you're tough on the outside and soft and gooey on the inside and take his time savoring every bit of it ;)

both of you would probably be going at it like rabbits whenever you're not sleeping; he just can't get enough of you, whether it's in bed or simply having you close by for some company and good conversation!

while on the topic, he would also probably sleep quite a lot due to either being hungover, tired, or him just wanting to crawl in bed and hold you for a while! he finds it endearing that you're never one to rush him or try to pull him out of a deep slumber.

despite his strength, being on a yonko crew comes with its dangers and challenges. that being said, he would appreciate your cautiousness in strange and unfamiliar situations; it keeps you out of trouble, and he admires your self-preservation skills.

get ready to cook twice as much and have to deal with him eating your creations nearly as soon as you finish them! the way he loops his arm around your waist and kisses the top of your head nearly makes up for it... and the god tier backshots he gives you in the kitchen definitely make up for it!

both of you are big on physical touch, and he's definitely not afraid to get handsy with you no matter where you are or who's around! a huge snuggler as well; he will give you all the physical validation you could ever dream of and more!

<3

#600 follower event #matchup #ask #honey

[silverbladexyz]

Important Announcement

Hey... I know that this is quite sudden, but after thinking about it a lot: I've decided to quit Tumblr.

I know that it might seem shocking, and trust me- I don't feel pleased doing this too, but I believe that it is the best decision so that I can actually focus on my life and my faith. Over time, I've also noticed how my health was gradually getting worse, and that Tumblr was slowly but surely exacerbating it. It's been a hard choice to make, but I feel that it is necessary for me.

It was a joy to get to know all of you, and I could never be more thankful to have such an amazing group of individuals who have supported me all this time. I couldn't have made it this far if it weren't for you guys.

I'll keep my blog, and here is my Instagram and Discord (my username is Silverbladexyz because the link is somehow invalid) accounts so that you guys can still chat with me if you want to. Please DM me your Instagram or Discord name so that I know who you are on those social media accounts. I won't be as active on there, but I promise that I'll try to reply to each of your messages :)

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To my beloved mutuals, followers, and friends: thank you so much for always being there for me every day. Words can't express how much I'll miss writing and talking with you all, and I love each of you very very dearly ❤ Coming online and interacting with you always put a smile on my face, and I'm wishing you all the very best in your lives. I hope that each of you will be able to find true happiness, and just know you'll always be in my heart. Although our journey together on this website may have ended, our life is far from over. There will always be countless more opportunities and moments where we can share our joy together, whether it be Asagiri releasing a new light novel or just reminiscing the good times in our friendships. Don't cry because it's ended, but smile because it happened- and I will always be so thankful for the chance to meet every single one of you.

I'll also keep my roleplay blog up, but I won't run it anymore as well. Thank you to all of my fellow roleplayers who have helped to bring the world of BSD alive to me, and I will never forget the fun roleplays that we have made together. I know that my future successor will be able to do an amazing job at roleplaying Pianoman, and I want all of you to treat them just as well as you have treated me. I'm wishing you guys happiness and success, and may your roleplay blogs flourish as the fandom continues to grow :)

Once again, from the bottom of my heart: thank you. I will never forget you, my dearest friends 🖤

#silverbladexyz #silver's last post #thank you so so so much for everything over the past few years #I'll never forget the wonderful times we've shared together #and I'll always smile upon recalling them #so many people have blessed my life on this app #and the BSD x reader fandom has been a real treat to interact with #thank you for the 600 or 700 followers #I'll never be able to do an event #but on a brighter note #I'm active on Instagram and Discord #just shoot me a message on those apps and lmk who your tumblr alias is #but yeah... this is goodbye #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader