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aphroditness · 11 months

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What does Stan's friend group love about you? (Sp x F!y/n) </3

Warning(s): Slight NSFW

Reader is Female, and in these scenario you and your dp (Desired person, for example: Kyle) are already in an established relationship.

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Stan🎧💙 :

Dude loves any form of affection you give him, whether it be quick kisses to long, warm hugs, he feels like he'll throw up any second.

He wishes he could call you pet names but he's gonna get sick in the stomach REAL fast.

he also makes playlists of songs that remind him of you and sends them to you + puts them visible on his Spotify account

he doesn't show any clingy-ness or PDA around his friends bc cartman's such an ass and he'll get teased for days, but in private all he wants to do is cuddle w/ you and watch a Christmas movie together

loves loves loves when you mindlessly copy his actions, he think its soso cute. Like for example if he does a secret handshake with one of his friends and catches you trying to make one with yours, he's gonna die of how adorable it is.

He likes to go skating with you, if you don't know how to skate he'll gladly teach you

Get's hard whenever he sees you in a skirt 🙏🙏

Whenever he texts you and you send him pictures of yourself being all cute n' shii, his eyes widen and he automatically saves them to his camera roll with a sly grin on his face.

bro thinks he's mf swiper with his devious ass

he gets realllll horny whenever you sit with your legs crossed on a desk/table, or when you twirl your hair and make eye contact while talking to him. my guy's gonna be walking around with a huge boner the whole day in pain until you relieve him.

Kyle 🎮💚:

He tries extremely hard not to get flustered whenever you hug him from behind

Especially when you compliment his hair and play with it/start flirting with him while you do it. ITS JUST SO ENLKBVJVBENKJJ FOR HIM HE GOES WILD

"Kyle baby, you look so cute with your hair out like that .." "I- h-hah .. T-thank you .." Then he legit MELTS INTO YOUR TOUCH HE'S SO DESPERATE

he wants to act all tough and whatnot 4 you but you make him so vulnerable

what makes him hard as a fucking rock is when he's sitting down on his chair and you bend over towards him with your titties on the desk, arms crossed. HANDS DOWN CATCHES HIM OFF GUARD SO QUICKLY HIS EYES DART STRAIGHT TOWARDS YOUR TITS 😔😔

He lovesss seeing you wear his hoodies, something about it is just.. makes him feel some sort of way..

he gets really excited whenever you ask him to tutor you, it means you two get to spend more time together

If someone insults you he's gonna get MADD ANGRY

Like his anger issues will not allow someone to disrespect you like that.

he's always at your beck and call, if you need him, he's there.

Send him a bikini pic and he's gonna have a seizure.

"SHIT Y/N IM WITH MY FRIENDS WHAT IF THEY SEE IT?!??1!?!?!/11/1/ FUCK WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME AMEOIDOAEINAMSLKN"

STUDY DATES ARE HIS FAVOURITE BUT ALSO GOING OUT TO CAFE'S >>>>>>>>>>

He gets really blushy and nervous whenever your showing him so much affection to towards him infront of his friends, but he secretly likes it, he just doesnt wanna seem like a baby.

Whenever you get better grades than him he either celebrates for days or cries in a corner for hours. There's no in between.

Kyle is honestly so overprotective like if he sees a guy staring at you hes gonna straight up smack their face with a stack of graded homework assignments.

He jealousssss 🤭 he HATESSS admitting it though hes so whiny abt it too.

"Y/nn, I'm not jealousss babeee shutt uppp-uh 😠😠" Like a frickin 10 year old, LMFAO WHY DO I ACTUALLY IMAGINE HIM SAYING THAT THOUGH

Kenny 🏠🧡:

Lovesss showing/giving PDA doesn't matter where you are or who you're with

Bro is soso touch-starved its insane

He holds you by the waist while he leans in for a kiss, he low-key smells like cigarettes and car gas but I'm kinda into it ngl 🤷‍♀️

Whenever he gets touchy, it's not always going to be sexual but this man has some pretty horny thoughts but you cant blame him

Hes so whiny and wants you to touch him REALLY BADLY.

"Y/nn please please please I love you so much please just this once oh my God please your so hot I'm gonna suffocate I love you just this once please please PLEASEEEEEE-" "Kenny omg calm down wtf-"

His weak spot is seeing you in clothes that bring out your figure, I mean, girls look better in a real tight sweater ifkwim 😋

The only time he will EVER be the submissive one during sex is when hes balling his eyes out about something that's happened at home, or when he's high on sumthin'

If he's going to see you, he sometimes brings karen with him because he loves the little relationship you two got going on, also his parents are always arguing so it'd be a huge relief for both Karen AND Kenny.

Send him ONE picture and he'll be begging on his knees for more

"MOMMY SORRY MOMMY SORRY- OH GOD SEND MORE- I NEED- creams aggressively YOUR A FUCKING GODDESS OH LORD HAVE MERCY GOAWDH DAYHUYHM 😍😍"

It's a big bonus if you come from a wealthy or rich family cause then you can spoil Kenny and his siblings rotten like how they deserve 😔💞

Please treat karen well she really looks up to you, your like her idol and shes def your #1 fan, she'll always be talking about you and how amazing and thoughtful and pretty you are ITS JUST SO AAAAAAA KAREN IS SO CUTEEE 😖

Kenny doesn't have much but he'll try to save up ENOUGH money to get you something nice like a headband or some nail polish 😚

He's trying.

He just wants you to be happy with him.

Please get married.

Cartman 🍗❤️:

Oh no.

When people started finding out that Cartman had feelings for the one and only, Y/n, they felt so sorry and started giving u random things and being oddly kind around you.

You were like: ???

If he sees a guy flirting or talking to you, he's gonna lower their self esteem to the MAX.

Like he'll be soso rude abt it too

"What kind of dumb fuck like you would get any girls? You got to be kidding me, your dumber than Kahl."

Once you started dating him, man everyone in the school was either shocked, no- not shocked, literally flat-out concerned for your well-being.

Cartman, REEAAAALLLYYYY .. ?

He always wants your attention, even when your busy doing something he'll be texting you at the most randomest times saying "I'm coming over", and shows up at your door in less than 2 minutes.

If you give him a hug or a kiss in public, he'll be acting all tough and start bragging to his friends. But once he's alone, he'll start giggling and twirling around like a fangirl (😨)

He has so many bad pictures of you on his camera roll but it takes all of your convincing skills to tell him: DONT. POST. THE PICTURES.

He doesn't wanna participate in any tiktok couple challenges bc he thinks their stupid. Buttt unless you offer Kyle to do it then he's def gonna cave in 🤭.

He's such a toddler too

He'll secretly want to be the little spoon often but if you offer him his face starts looking like a whole-ass sunburn with an offended look on his face

"AHEM? No we are NAWT doing that. You? Cuddling ME? No no no, its supposed to be the other way around, "Y/n" 🙄"

He'd diss your music taste and then you'll catch him twerking to your favorite song

He just like that y'know?

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sunofpandora · 3 months

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Angel

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About The Writer

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┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✯ currently writing for avatar and atwow

┊ ┊ ┊ ✯ Sol/18/Virgo/NYC

┊ ┊ ✯ art and film student

┊ ✯ Zuni, Apache, and Afro Latina

✯ mixed-native and supporting ICWA.

I’m currently living in the US but I’ve kinda lived all over.

The last place I lived was New Zealand, and I travel a lot with my partner who studies cultural architecture.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚Fun facts about me!

☆ My real name is Solana. Soleil and Sol are both nicknames.

☆ I have two cats, one named Bora, and another named Trudy (after the avatar 2009 character), and one Havanese dog named Lilo.

☆ I speak French, Spanish, and English.

☆ I study art and film, specifically story structure and cinematography.

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✮I write for any gender x any gender reader inserts.

☽ y/n will most likely be poc coded.

R U L E S A N D D E T A I L S

Favorite tropes: (I’m not urging anyone to suggest these. I just love writing them)

FORBIDDEN ROMANCE! ( will die on this hill)

Friends to lovers

Enemies to lovers

“Oh fuck. Oh no I love them” type shii

More to come soon.

General rules:

Nsfw is aloud but nothing crazy. (By that I’m not calling any of anyone’s kinks “crazy” what I mean like super, super intense bdsm, knife play, gun play, blood kinks, incest, stepcest, (let’s just say anything ending in ‘cest’ is a no.) and everything MUST be consensual.)

I’m a bit hesitant about writing human x na’vi nsfw and I probably won’t write human reader x na’vi fluff. It’s just I have a hard time visually imagining a human and a na’vi having sex without an avatar body. I am not against the idea in any way, but the general concept does throw me off a bit (I always imagine some type of detrimental injury occurring bc we are so smol compared to na’vi)

In all, I’m not the biggest fan of writing for a human reader, and will probably turn down requests for a human x Na’vi fic.

I will however, absolutely write for avatar reader x na’vi character of any sort! Or even a half-human half na’vi reader or some kind of biracial na’vi? (I’ve seen that concept a few times in the fandom an it’s honestly so much fun)

I do allow things like comfort for self harm, abuse, traumatic experiences, racism, etc. but these things will never be romanticized.

Y/n won’t have a name. Sorry, I just don’t see the point in x reader if the reader has a name. I will always refer to them as Y/n.

I write for a female reader for the most part but please, if you want any other pronouns please let me know in your request.

Y/n will always be of any size! That includes plus size or on the skinnier size. If you would like me to specify that in your request let me know.

I do age up my characters. If you don’t like it you can head out.

T H E H E A V E N S

Details:

Each character has their own sky object or natural phenomenon.

Works and fics are found underneath the collages.

(important!

This master list is not fisnined yet. Not all characters have an image yet.)

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Kiri Sully-

“And Kiri, a mysterious creation. Who’s heart beats with the rhythm of eywa’s pulse. Who’s eyes longed for otherness.

Things that grew beyond the edge of her grasp. Beautifully out of place.”

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼

Sky object: crepuscular rays, Neptune 🌀

Works:

None, currently.

Lo’ak Sully

“Lo’ak was an anarchist of his own recklessness. His gaze grazed with fire unapologetically unable to sit still.

Sometimes the smoke and ash become a haze of intangible adrenaline. preservations for one’s safety wither away under the charred sky.”

Sky object:

Mars

Rainstorms

Works:

None currently.

Neteyam sully

Sky object:

Golden hour

Sun rays

Works:

Diphanous part 1

Diphanous part 2

Virago Series:

Chapter 1. Day the sky turned red

Chapter 2. The son sun made out of stone.

Chapter 3 trilogy (Virago):

(Chapter 3 of virago was too long so it’s split into these 3 parts.)

1. Cupid wears a blindfold

2. Aim your arrow at his heart as he holds it out for you to ruin.

3. Surrender to his saubade, he has set his soul and sin ablaze (to be yours)

More characters coming soon!

#avatar the way of water #neteyam x reader #jake avatar #neteyam sully #neteyam #neytiri #kiri sully #avatar fanfiction #lo’ak x reader #neteyam x you

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okkotsuus · 1 year

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the fall (hyoma c.) !

features: hyoma c.

contents: angst. chigiri backstory spoilers (not manga exclusive). h-hamilton reference (ITS JUST ONE PLEASE IM SORRY). fear of failure. betrayal. i decided to have mercy and leave it shallow so i can make a really long one some other time. 1k words

tagging: @17020 @tim-shii

chigiri was quite confident in himself. if he wanted something he’d fight tooth and nail, usually, not needing that much effort, to get it. but the key word in that statement is "was".

ever since he injured his leg, tearing his acl in the most critical moment, it all changed. that injury broke hyoma chigiri at the very core of his being. no longer did the world know his name, history no longer had its eyes on him.

chigiri was different now, he did everything with a hesitance. hesitance that he could end up getting hurt again. hesitance that the fact he can’t do what he used to would be shoved down his throat again. hesitance that he would fail again.

one thing that hyoma chigiri would be forced to learn the hard way was that the fall from grace is never pretty. it's an ugly, clawing, frenzied crawl that ends in betrayal from those who you expected to help you back up.

he experiences it first with his soccer team. they no longer look at him with such trust and respect. he doesn’t get passed to anymore. his legs are no longer able to send him steamrolling across the field; and it would seem that’s all they thought he was good for.

chigiri experiences it for the second time with himself. his body does not recover as fast as he hoped, and once it does his stamina is so shot that his legs become useless. but the biggest betrayal out of this one comes from his very own mind. that playmaking mind begins to plan on his downfall. chigiri no longer tries anything that he might fail at. to him, failure is worse than not trying at all. failure again would send him reeling back into that that he was in when the doctor told him he would never play soccer again if he injured his leg again.

that ego crush the second fall provided set the stage for all of his suffering. with the deepest shreds of the shell of the old chigiri, he clung to soccer. though, he went from a starting striker to a bench warmer. soccer was the one thing he had left. and the one person he had left was you. again, they key word in that sentence is "had".

hyoma chigiri is a ghost of the boy he once was. anyone could see it just by looking at him. his hair is slowly growing out of his control, his skin is pale and lifeless, but most apparent of all is his dead eyes. that sparkly gaze of his burned to ashes in that doctor’s office. hell, he could trace most of his problems back to that godforsaken office.

but you, sweet you. you never left his side. you became friends with the boy on his first day of high school, ever since he was stuck with you. at first, you were an annoyance, a pesky fly buzzing around his head. but now, you are quite literally all he has left at this school.

fate wasn’t kind to hyoma chigiri during this period of his life. but even fate wouldn’t take you from him too, right?

chigiri notices it first when he sees that pink note fall out of your shoe locker. at that point, a familiar set of dread began to form in his chest, seeping into his bones, contaminating his mind. he feels his world begin to shake around him. he didn’t believe life could be this cruel to him.

life doesn’t like being challenged.

chigiri sees those damned pink letters fall out of your shoe locker every single day after, each one that drops into your waiting hands drives a nail into the coffin of his heart.

but what kills his beaten and bruised heart is the pretty smile and sparkling eyes that display so tenderly across your face. first, he feels that fluttery feeling when he sees it, he was used to seeing you look at him like that. but then that bitter, creeping realization sets in, you weren’t looking at him. his eyes trail over your form to gaze at the opened letter between your fingers. a burning and twisting jealousy sets in, in the back of mind a melancholic realization begins to brew.

it’s not even a week later that life decides to test him again.

he’s waiting by your shoe locker to walk home with you, but you’ve been missing for the past five minutes. no cute little text to tell him where you are. that realization in the back of his psyche begins to grow, like a seed sowed in a self-pitying soil and watered with his tears. it grows, roots growing deep into his mind. finally; it bears a rotten and withered fruit, dangling precariously from it’s twisted branches.

that fruit is the sight of you laughing with someone else, walking towards the gate with them. he sees you slap their arm while you wholeheartedly and boisterously cackle at whatever unfunny joke they made. his fists clenched as he felt that familiar sting behind his eyes that’s been accompanied with a throbbing in his chest as of late.

the third and final time chigiri experiences the fall from grace is with you.

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#bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock #blue lock x reader #chigiri #chigiri x reader #hyoma chigiri #hyoma chigiri x reader #blue lock chigiri #bllk chigiri #bllk x you #blue lock x you #chigiri x you #hyoma chigiri x you #chigiri hyoma #chigiri hyoma x reader #chigiri hyoma x you

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anglosky · 3 months

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This is not a request, just a simple question!!

In your opinion, what would be your ranking in the BTS group from most ticklish to least ticklish?

Thank you for the question!!

From most ticklish to least ticklish, I think the ranking would go like this:

Teahyung

Jungkook

Jimin

Hoseok

Seokjin

Yoongi

Namjoon

I hope you don't mind me explaining the ranking, because to some people, it might be confusing 😅

・Taehyung・

I have him as #1 because he's the most jumpy out of most when getting tickled, its been proven in clips, and overall he's seen to be tickled almost..

e v e r y w h e r e

・Jungkook・

I was going to put him at third, but then I remembered "he's the Maknae, so he's bound to be a target by everyone" and-

HE'S FEATHER TICKLISH, LIKE?!!! If that interview(18.06) didn't happen, then he would've been third, under Jimin.🫡

he's also targeted the most in fan meetings, thanks to Seokjin and Hoseok, but he gets them back so 🤷

・Jimin・

He seems really ticklish, but not as bad as Jungkook or Taehyung.

Mfker came clean in a clip about his armpits being his most ticklish spot just by Hoseok asking him.🫣🫣

・Hoseok・

I've seen clips of his members hanging up on him twice in one video.. TWICE. He's a bundle of joy who needs tickles 😭

The only reason he's at number four is because he never held in his laughs when being tickled, but he's also not a target a lot of the time by the members, from what I've seen, so just by those observations he's top 4 on the ranking.

・Seokjin・

Okay.. I WAS going to have him At number 6, but then I was like, "🤔ᴴᴹᴹ" IT WAS REALLY HARD RANKING HIM AND YOONGI, but I think he's being stuck on #5

He's a squirmer. No doubt about it. Clips have proven that he is ⚰️

But he can also hold in his laughs, but he chooses not too-

That's the only reason why hes top 5, he's a squirmer, and he chooses to laugh through it than to hold it in.

・Yoongi・

YOONGI HOWEVER!

He holds in his laughs a LOT when tickled. He's like a master at it. He literally won a challenge by holding in his laugh because he couldn't let out a single noise or else he would loose.

He's ticklish, of course, but he knows how to keep control with the noises that comes out of his mouth.

・Namjoon・

This is where I think people would be confused with.. Because I was heavy with the lee Namjoon shii, but he's LAST ON THE LIST, AAAH.

he's the same as Yoongi, but he can still TALK when being TICKLED 😃😄😃

He literally acts like nothing is happening when the members tickle him, it's INSANE with how much control he has when his nerves are high.

But, from past interviews, mfker is ticklish asf. 🫡

Those are all the reasons why I ranked them like how they are!

I hope this wasn't too much, even though from what I see, it is 👁️👁️

Again, thank you for a the question! Have a wonderful day/night :))))

#anglo ask and submissions #bts tickle ranking #Bts tickle

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anaultraviolence · 2 years

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oiee! Trazendo essa one que eu postei no wtt pra cá, pq n valorizaram ela lá então quero ver como que vai ser por aqui :)

Cry for help

De alguma forma Harry sentia que estava sendo perseguido, sentia que tinha alguém observando cada um dos seus passos. Se apressou quando ouviu seus amigos gritarem por ele, arregalando os olhos quando percebeu que a luz de suas lanternas estavam longe demais, de uma forma desesperada ele começou a andar um pouco mais rápido, apressando seu passo sem parar de pensar em como não foi uma boa ideia sair da cabana para fazer uma trilha no meio da noite. Sua cabeça voava em várias rotas de fuga enquanto andava um pouco mais rápido para alcançar os outros, mas Louis, Scott e Jason já estavam muito longe. Poderia ligar para eles mas não seria bom parar de seguir o pequeno ponto de luz que vinha da lanterna dos seus amigos. Se assustou olhando rapidamente para trás quando ouviu um galho sendo partido, poderia ser um cervo, ou uma pessoa. Qualquer uma das duas opções era arriscada. Não ousou olhar para trás outra vez, tinha decidido que iria permanecer em linha reta, até chegar em algum lugar, ou até alcançar seus amigos. Poderia parar e ligar para Finn que esperava na cabana. Deveria ter ouvido seu amigo loiro e ficado com ele, Harry não servia para trilhas, não sabia a onde estava com a cabeça quando decidiu ir junto. Sua cabeça virou em um flash quando ouviu passos atrás de si, passos em folha seca.

-Quem tá aí?- Perguntou uma vez, se sentindo muito bobo por falar com a neblina. Ouviu os passou mais perto de si. -Por favor não me machu-Uma mão tampou sua boca por trás enquanto o privava de respirar pelo nariz, Harry se debateu e soltou gritos finos, enquanto sentia seu corpo ser arrastado para fora da trilha. Gritava e esperneava desesperado para quem quer que fosse o soltasse e o deixasse ir, ou pegasse o que queria e o deixasse vivo.

Essa one shot contém cnc por favor se vc n gosta não leia!!

Com todo meu coração, Ana <3

•cnc

•dirty talk

•horror

•anal

•sexo gay

•degradação

•humilhação

•knife play

•sangue e afins

Eu imaginei o H long Hair e o L juíz do xfactor ;)

Boa leitura <3

Kisses for a good night

-Quem tá aí?- Perguntou uma vez, se sentindo muito bobo por falar com a neblina. Ouviu os passou mais perto de si. -Por favor não me machu-Uma mão tampou sua boca por trás enquanto o privava de respirar pelo nariz, Harry se debateu e soltou gritos finos que foram abafados pela mão coberta por uma luva preta de couro, enquanto sentia seu corpo ser arrastado para fora da trilha. Gritava e esperneava desesperado para quem quer que fosse o soltasse e o deixasse ir, ou pegasse o que queria e o deixasse vivo.

🤍

Louis estava estranho.

Não exatamente estranho, ele estava estranho com Harry.

A culpa caia sobre o garoto cacheado, ele tem quase 100% de certeza o motivo pelo qual Louis não está falando direito com ele. Mesmo que nesse exato momento os 4 amigos estejam em uma trilha juntos-Finn se recusou a "andar por diversão", palavras do próprio.- era pelo belo segredo que o cacheado tinha confessado.

Tudo começou quando os cinco estavam vendo um filme de terror, Harry não sabia muito bem o nome, só sabe que era sobre o goshface, e ele e Louis estavam sentados no sofá de trás enquanto os outros três estavam no da frente, Finn estava dormindo enquanto Scott e Jason prestavam muita atenção.

Já Harry e Louis estavam conversando mais do que prestando atenção, acontece que bem na hora que Harry olha para o filme, o goshface agarrou a mulher loira pelos seus lindos cabelos, a puxando para uma beco escura para fazer sabe sei lá o que, para depois sair com a máscara cheia de sangue. Bem nessa cena Harry achou que seria o momento certo para confessar para Louis seu segredinho sujo, que somente seu travesseiro sabia, por todas as noites gemendo com a cabeça enfiada nele.

-Eu sinto um tesão enorme em imaginar alguém me puxando a força para ser fodido. Sabe, obedecer a alguém com mais força e influência, além de ter a vida posta em risco caso eu não satisfaça ele.- Por favor não leve Harry a mal, ele e Louis já haviam transado, e tinham compartilhado vários fetiches estranhos um com o outro, mesmo que não namorassem eles se satisfaziam, e isso fez com que Harry se sentisse aberto para mostra para Louis a sua grande vontade de que ele realizasse aquele seu segredo sujo.

-V-você...Nossa. É, eu acho interessante essa ideia.- Murmurou Louis. Seco. Foi uma das maiores frases que ele disse diretamente ao cacheado desde a revelação, e isso tem o deixado louco.

Por isso que agora nesse exato momento o cacheado repensa, será que Louis o achou estranho? Ou talvez maluco? Um viciado em sexo? Ele não tem certeza, mas durante esta trilha ele tem estado tão distante que tudo que Harry mais deseja agora é voltar pra cabana.

Começa a caminhar olhar para seus próprios pés, com os pensamentos muito avulsos para reparar o silêncio que se alastrou pela mata. Não tinha porque se desesperar pois ele estava dentro da trilha, e sabia o caminho, mas ele sentia medo de estar sozinho, sozinho na floresta de noite.

Um calafrio percorreu sua espinha e ele se virou para trás só para conferir o local. Nunca se sabe.

-Quem tá aí?- Perguntou uma vez, se sentindo muito bobo por falar com a neblina. Ouviu os passou mais perto de si. -Por favor não me machu-Uma mão tampou sua boca por trás, enquanto o privava de respirar pelo nariz, Harry se debateu e soltou gritos finos que foram abafados pela mão coberta por uma luva preta de couro, enquanto sentia seu corpo ser arrastado para fora da trilha. Gritava e esperneava desesperado para quem quer que fosse o soltasse e o deixasse ir, ou pegasse o que queria e o deixasse vivo.

-Shii...Não adianta gritar, amor. Aqui ninguém vai te escutar, e se você não for bonzinho eu posso ser muito mau... tente não esgotar a minha paciência, entendido?- Harry moveu a cabeça desesperado em concordância, enquanto escutava a voz áspera falar no seu ouvido, um material frio e afiado tocava em sua bochecha, enquanto sentia o vento bater no seu rosto molhado pelas lágrimas que escorriam em massa, molhando a luva preta de couro do seus sequestrador. -Muito bem, muito bem... quietinha.- lentamente o homem tirou a mão da boca de Harry, ouvindo seus soluços desesperados. -Se gritar eu acabo com a sua vida, entendeu?- Murmurou bem rente da orelha de um Harry desesperado que só mexia a cabeça em concordância. -Responde, porra. Aqui eu pergunto e você responde, você só não fala quando eu mando.- O homem falou mais alto, deixando o cacheada mais desesperado, com lágrimas molhando todo seu rosto, suas bochechas tão vermelhas que ele as sentia queimar, além de seus cachos grudados pelo rosto.

-S-sim eu entendi.- Harry respondeu engasgando com o choro e tossindo mais um pouco, para seu assustar no momento que a mão do sequestrador apertou suas bochechas formando um biquinho, o puxando pelas bochechas para virar de frente e o olhar nos olhos. Harry quase teve um colapso no momento em que viu a máscara no rosto do assassino, uma máscara branca com a boca preta chamativa, fazendo par com os olhos.

Suas bochechas doíam pela força aplicada na região, o fazendo soltar muxoxos pela boquinha aberta. -Quando você se dirigir a mim você me chama de senhor, e não erre pois a minha paciência está pouca hoje florzinha.- O sequestrador disse arrastando o objeto frio e pontudo por seu pescoço, que só agora Harry pareceu notar ser um facão. -Entendeu, porra?- Gritou pertinho do rosto de Harry, tamanha era a raiva que aplicava em suas gesticulações da boca enquanto falava que Harry pode sentir alguns respingos de sálvia em seu rosto, como se já não fosse o suficiente sua própria saliva o lambuzando, e melecando a mão coberta pela luva de couro preta.

-Vamos, quer que você deite no chão.- O assassino soltou as bochechas de Harry somente para puxar seus cabelos forte o suficiente para quase desfazer o coque, enquanto o empurrava para baixo o deixando de joelhos, para depois empurrar sua cara no chão coberto de folhas, como se fosse um nada, um pedaço de pano, ou uma bonequinha sem valor.

(N/a: deixando claro meu afeto por bonecas antes que me ataquem ;))

Styles tinha entrado em um completo estado de choque, deixando o assassino o manusear do jeito que bem entendesse. Quando saiu de seu transe Harry pode notar que suas mãos estavam amarradas em suas costas, juntamente de seus pés. O desespero foi tanto que ele começou a se debater, logo sentindo o peso de uma bota em sua coluna o fazendo parar.

-Isso são cordas, garcinha. Nem tente fugir.- O assassino riu cruel, enquanto se agachava para colar uma fita cinza pela boca de Harry. -Agora vamos ver o que essa putinha tem para oferecer, sim?- Quando seus ouvidos capitaram a mensagem, o desespero bateu, enquanto tentava a todo custo soltar seus pulsos e calcanhares, gritava pela fita, mesmo que não fizesse nenhuma diferença. -Você é engraçado baby, pediu com tanta aptidão isso hoje de tarde, eu achava que seria fácil tomar o controle de você, mas vejo que vou precisar te machucar para isso.- Tirou o pé da coluna de Harry, se agachando para sentar em suas costas, e passar a faca em frente do rostinho de Styles o vendo arregalar os olhos.

O sequestrador arrastou a faca pela blusa fina de Harry o deixando arrepiado enquanto cortava o pano ao meio, passando a faca por toda espinha do cacheado o ouvindo suspirar, para logo depois cortar com força a calça de moletom de Harry, bem em cima da sua bunda. O cacheado soltou um gritinho, não sabendo o motivo de ter se excitado.

-Você tem uma linda bunda, amor... Ela vai ficar ainda mais bonita com meu pau enterrado bem aí.- O mascarado chegou bem pertinho de Harry, passando a boca de plástico por sua orelha, para sussurrar. -Mas pode ter certeza que ela ficará ainda mais bonita ainda quando estiver toda arrombadinha, vermelha e cheia de gozo. Mas não se preocupe amor eu vou tirar uma foto e postar para ninguém perder esse momento em que a putinha vai ter esse cuzinho de puta virgem arrombado.- O assassino chacoalhou o celular de Harry em sua cara, o fazendo arregalar os olhos, enquanto negava com a cabeça, praticamente implorava por misericórdia, para que ele tomasse tudo que quisesse de si mas não o humilhasse nesse nível.

Harry não sabia o porquê de se sentir tão excitado em um momento como esse, mas ele queria mais que tudo aquela humilhação, queria mais que tudo que seu sequestrador o tratasse como objeto e o deixasse jogado para qualquer outro homem vir e devorar mais um pedaço de si, até porque ele era só uma puta por pau, não importava qual.

Congelou quando sentiu dois dedos grossos e encapados com luva pressionarem seu cuzinho seco. O assassino riu de sua reação penetrando as pontinhas e tirando, repetindo esse ato várias vezes.

-Você parece tão desesperado assim.- Murmurou tirando os dígitos de dentro do canal apertado chegando em frente a Harry, mostrando para ele seu pau duro fora da roupa preta. A mão coberta desceu até o pau duro o masturbando, subindo e descendo enquanto dava uma atenção grande para a glande. Parecia que o sequestrador estava adorando se masturbar com a imagem de Harry. -Você parece com fome. Fique tranquilo eu vou te alimentar bem amor. Vou te dar o que você tanto quer.- Puxou Harry pelos cabelos o deixando de joelhos para então esfregar o pau duro em todo seu rosto, passando a glande pelas bochechas e dando batidinhas ali, enquanto ria dos olhos chorosos de Harry. -Tudo bem, tudo bem, vou te dar o que você quer.- Em seguida a fita foi puxada bruscamente, ficando colada em só um dos lados. Harry tomou uma longa respirada para em seguida manter a boca fechada e não abrir por nada.

-Abre a boca porra, não me irrita.- Falou sério, vendo Harry negar com a cabeça. Com a frustração o assassino pegou a faca que usava antes e colocou bem em baixo do queixo de Harry. -É melhor você abrir a boca antes que eu te machuque muito, florzinha.- Então relutante Harry abriu a boca lentamente. -Coloca a linguinha pra fora, amor.- Então o músculo molhado ficou para fora da boca para logo em seguida a faca gelada ser pressionada ali, se arrastando para cima e para baixo. -Chupa meu pau.- E então em uma velocidade rápida Harry só pode sentir a glande bater com força em sua garganta, uma, duas, três vezes. Para logo em seguida ter os cabelos segurados com mais força o pressionando em direção a virilha do Homem o fazendo engasgar quando tocou o nariz em seus pelos.

Harry poderia muito bem morder aquele pau bem forte e fugir. Mas ele não queria. Ele gostava daquilo, gostava da forma como aquele assassino o tratava como um nada e o deixava completamente a mercê de si. Completamente viciado.

-Eu vou gozar, continua me mamando assim que você vai ter sua recompensa, uh?- Disse misturando os pensamentos de Harry, o manipulando como se ele tivesse pedido por tudo aquilo. E talvez tivesse mesmo. -Porra, florzinha...- E assim veio em uma explosão dentro da boca de Harry, o fazendo sentir os jatos bem fundos em sua garganta o deixando sufocado de uma forma muito gostosa. Quando a última gota respingou Harry se engasgou de tal forma que ia fazer todo o gozo sair de sua boca, mas o sequestrador foi mais rápido tampando ela com a fita o fazendo engolir tudinho. -Não posso acreditar que você ia desperdiçar tudo aquilo que eu te dei com tanto carinho amor. Tsc tsc, vou precisar te ensinar uma lição.- Dito isso o assassino se sentou no chão enquanto colocava Harry sentadinho em seu colo. -Deixa eu ver esses seus peitinhos, florzinha.- A voz doce não combinou nada com o movimento brusco do assassino enquanto puxava a blusa, fazendo os peitinhos de Harry ficarem expostos. -Eu vou te apertar e você vai gozar. Se não gozar vai receber muito tapa nessa cara de vadia.- Para confirmar o que foi dito deu dois tapas no rosto de Harry o deixando meio zonzo.

Os dedos do assassino foram parar nos biquinhos do peito de Harry enquanto ele apertava e girava. Por mais que fosse muito gostoso Harry sabia que não ia gozar assim, faltava algo. Mesmo se esfregando na perna do assassino seu orgasmo não ficava nem perto de formar.

-Não vai gozar pra mim?- Murmurou em falsa inocência. -Poxa tudo bem então, acho que vou precisar agir mais.- Dito isso Harry sentiu seus ombros serem empurrados e logo ele estava com a cara no chão cheio de folhas.

Suas calças foram abaixadas e ele pode ver o assassino passar a faca pelos seus olhos, para logo sumir. Entendeu tudo quando sentiu uma ardência em sua bunda, um pouco acima da poupa.

-Vou escrever meu nome em você, para você nunca esquecer que quando eu disser que você goza, então você obedece.- Harry gritava e gritava por trás da fita, sentindo sangue escorrer pela sua bunda e ficar entre suas coxas, ele pode sentir o assassino escrever cinco letras. Mas ele jura que ele foi maldoso o suficiente para escrever o mais devagar possível, só porque gostava de ver Harry espernear e tentar sair do aperto em sua bunda, enquanto chorava e gritava por debaixo da fita. Foi inevitável não gozar com a situação, soltando gemidos abafados enquanto molhava suas calças.

Logo sentiu dois tapinhas em sua bunda, um do lado direito e outro do esquerdo. -Porra eu vou te foder muito.- Sentiu as bandas de sua bunda serem abertas e a glande gorda pressionar seu cuzinho. Não adiantava gritar, espernear pois tudo que fazia era em vão.

Ele estava em uma floresta, sozinho, perdido, amarrado e com gozo rodando por sua língua, enquanto tinha um assassino entrando cada vez mais em seu cuzinho. Ele era nitidamente mais forte, e lutar contra ele parecia uma besteira.

Harry soltou um gemido abafado assim que a glande bateu bem fundo em si. Não tendo tempo para respirar assim que o assassino preciosos sua cabeça para baixo enquanto o fodia.

Indo fundo e batendo nos lugares certos, parecia que ele já tinha feito aquilo.

Harry gemia alto, mas todos eles eram abafados pela fita, enquanto seu corpo era impulsionado para frente, e sua cara espremida não terra, tendo a bunda fodida com força e sem dó.

O assassino metia na sua entrada, saindo rápido e voltando com força, acertando sua próstata em todas as vezes. Deixando Harry louco, por estar muito sensível e sentir o segundo orgasmo se formar em seu baixo ventre. Enquanto seu sequestrador gemia alto em sua orelha o fodendo cada vez mais forte e descontroladamente, mostrando como estava próximo de seu orgasmo.

Harry sentiu uma estocada mais forte em seu cuzinho, o fazendo levantar o quadril gemendo alto, enquanto levantava o rosto em busca de ar.

Mais duas estocadas foram dadas e então Harry sentiu seu interior ser esporrado pelo gozo quente.

O sequestrador não saiu de dentro de si, e então Harry pode ouvir um barulho, enquanto virava o rosto para ver o que era, só para sentir o flash em sua cara. Ele tinha tirado uma foto em que dava para ver seu rosto com a fita, suas costas com marcas vermelhas de mãos, e sua bunda vermelha de sangue e com mais marcas de mão, com gozo vazando pelos cantinhos de sua entrada que ainda era preenchida pelo pau do sequestrador.

Harry só sentiu sua visão ficar preta e então não se lembra de mais nada.

...

Assim que acordou, notou que estava em sua cama na cabana e roupas novas, imaginando ter sido apenas um sonho muito real, pois ainda sentia dor em sua bunda.

Para confirmar entrou no seu celular e foi direto para o Twitter, vendo uma foto postada em sua conta com a bunda vermelha escrita Louis. Na legenda marcava o contato.

Correu em direção ao espelho e viu que realmente tinha o nome de Louis tatuado em sua bunda.

Agradeceu mentalmente por ele ter concordado em fazer isso. Claro que o agradeceria depois de uma outra forma.

Ele estava doidinho para pular no pau dele enquanto agradecia por ter sido humilhado daquela forma.

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tallowfallow · 2 years

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When the small gay man has a bad personality and does horrible unspeakable things.... h,.oly s shii;t...

#ofmd #our flag means death #izzy hands #dear evan hansen #evan hansen #red dead redemption 2 #kieran duffy #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #deh #wwdits guillermo #guillermo de la cruz

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plaindangan · 1 day

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Celeste decided she wanted to test herself with some BBC in her pale ass. But she didn’t expect just how large and eager Sakura was.

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

Celeste's arrogance was pretty well known when it came to her activity in bed. She knew just how much people longed to get a glimpse of her tight ass, which clung ever so closely to her dress and always was just shy of giving onlookers a sneak peak. She relished how much attention and popularity it brought her, and the amount of 'servants' she got from those seeking to even get a slight brush up against her pale moneymakers.

So you can imagine that when it came to those lucky enough to fuck her she's was the type to do everything to show that her ass was the one in charge. It doesn't matter how long your stamina was or how horny you were to pound her buns into nothing, she always wound up leaving the room with glazed buns and a condescending smirk at her passed out partners. It's to the point she made a bet out of her fucks:

If someone were to get her to submit, she was there's forever. But if she Celestia made the other submit, she'd take not just all the money they had with them, but also get a new 'servant', too. As it stands, she's pretty much made nearly the entirety of her class into her underlings.

Only one left was Sakura. While most generally feared the Ogre of Class 78, Celeste had grown ever more confident from her bouts of getting the other guys and futas under her control. With countless people having fallen to her devilish cheeks, surely there's no way that someone undefeated in the bed as her can fall that easily to some simple brute!

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"N-nhhhhhhhh!!! S-s-s-sacre...fffffuuuck mee!!! Goddaaaamnit aaaaaallllll!!!!!"

Yeah, Celeste knew things was going to go awry as soon as Sakura dropped her skirt to show off that 13-inch, tanned, throbbing, oozingly creamy, gigadick...that she might be in actual trouble.

In seconds, she found herself pinned to her bed. Her dough of pride easily gripped and spread apart to reveal her quivering hole, and then began the 'fight'. Her current, one-sided, nigh hopeless, endeavor as Sakura's cock shoved itself into her with a force of a semi-truck and rearranged her insides like it owned the place...

Which it clearly did~ You didn't need to be a rocket scientist to tell Celeste, drooling in frustrated ecstasy and howling like common class slut, was getting a kick out of being Sakura's fuckdoll~ She's been with so many people, but this was the first whose cock and power had gotten her to truly enjoy submitting herself!! Being a cheeked up bratty goth getting the dicking she needed was such a boon she was cumming in several minute intervals...not that she was verbally accepting her defeat mind you!

"Y-You c-c-c-caaaaall th-that...FUCKING MEEEEEE!! H-HAAAAAH! I...Iiiiiiiiiiiiii....I c-c-can..tttttaaakeee even more!! Y-youuu ain't shii-FUCKIN' HELL!!" Celeste swore as Sakura raised her hand and brought about a slap to Celeste's ass that would have knocked out practically anyone were it to connect to their face. Instantly reddening Celeste' right cheek with a dark red handprint and making the gambler so turned on that she orgasmed yet again.

"Such crude language is unbecoming for how you present your self, Celeste~" Sakura teased, smacking the girl's other cheek and softly moaning herself as Celeste's clenched up as she was inside of her. She had a feeling this day would come sooner or later (seriously, when everyone else is dressed up as a vampire servant or maid, and you're just in a sailor fuku - you're bound to stand out even more), so she had been preparing in the 'ring' for this. With help from her own cheeked up friend, Hina, she had been more than ready to knock Celeste down a peg or to...

Or should it be knock up instead? With how full and bloated with cum Celeste became as Sakura shot off seed after seed into her aching, gaping ass, and how much Celeste was now achingly begging for more 'discipline' from what was clearly her Mistress, Sakura would be hard pressed not to have her way with Celesste again. Breeding her all. Night. Long~

#DRludenberg-R18 #DRogami-R18

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theloveinc · 3 months

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Gojo is so deep into his bachelor era shit that when you get together he doesn't realize it actually means... sitting down together at dinner and potentially eating home cooked meals.... and he's honestly kinda confused when u serve him real vegetables

#gojo #im always scared when i write jjk stuff that im maybe forgetting something canon #but anyway gojo being one of those guys who hasn't eaten anything homemade in like three years is so funny to me #LMFAO this was partially inspired by the fact that i made stuffed cabbage and am now sitting here staring at it #wondering why the h*ll i made some healthy grandma sh*t #thats how gojo stares at ur food when u stop him from getting takeout again #and he has to force himself to be like 'it's... nice. thank you.'#LMFAOOO #but he does enjoy the time together #lmao #shii posts #caitie things #gen

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ihatebnha · 2 years

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pro-hero boyfriend with an at home gym? Meh.

Pro-hero boyfriend with an at home sauna/steam room/spa?🤤

#do we think bakugo is a sauna or steam room guy #I would say he prefers saunas but I feel like… somewhat dangerous #tho idk how those things work #deku is definitely steam room #kiri? sauna #todoroki………. dunno #both #I would do anything #a n y t h i n g #anyway can u tell I went to the fancy gym #I’m sitting n*key in the locker room rn #not writing #caitie thoughts #shii posts

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custards-neopronouns · 1 year

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↔️ 🤝 Similar To ... Pronouns

Some neopronouns that are similar to other pronouns such as he/him, she/her, and they/them! Can be used however you want - alongside normative pronouns or as replacements!

He/Him Aligned Pronouns

hey/hem/heys/hemself

- hy/hym/hys/hymself

- hy/hymn/hys/hymnself

hii/hiim/hiis/himself

hum/hum/hums/himself

hzi/hzim/hiz/hzimself

hx/hxm/hxs/hxs/hxmself

hv/hvm/hvs/hvmself

h*/h*m/h*s/h*mself

h./h.m/h.s/h.mself

h#/h#m/h#s/h#mself

h!/h!m/h!s/h!mself

h?/h?m/h?s/h?mself

She/Her Aligned Pronouns

sei/heir/heirs/heirself

shy/hyr/hyrs/herself

shii/hiir/hiirs/hiiirself

say/har/hars/harself

sh/hr/hrs/herself

zhi/zhir/zhirs/zhirself

shx/hxr/hxrs/herself

shv/hvr/hvrs/hvrself

sh*/h*r/h*rs/h*rself

sh./h.r/h.rs/h.rself

sh#/h#r/h#rs/h#rself

sh!/h!r/h!rs/h!rself

sh?/h?r/h?rs/h?rself

They/Them Aligned Pronouns

fae or fay/fem/feyr/femself

zey/zem/zer/zemself

tey/tem/ter/temself

tay/tam/tair/tamself

thei/theim/their/theimself

ey/em/eir/emself

thy/thm/thr/thmself

th#y/th#m/th#r/th#mself

th.y/th.m/th.r/th.mself

th!y/th!m/th!r/th!mself

#my lists!#neopronoun blog #neopronouns #neopronoun coining #mogai pronouns #misc prns

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dash-n-step · 1 year

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"It takes a brave man to walk these lands alone"

Oh he's going to say I'm not alone isn't h-

"I'm not alone"

eyup

Oh shiy Warhammer 40K

#dashingposts #dashingwatches #dashingwatches: the game awards

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herr-aka-somecutenerd · 2 years

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Witch's Love

Chapter II: We got all ingredients except you loving me.

Yandere! Sophia (Herr) x Idia Shroud

Warnings: light yandere themes, possesive/obsessive love, mentioned women's problems going outside in the dark time, self ship

A/N: No but I enjoy writing these... it's kind of canonical story of how our relationship developed, but shown a little uh... darker? Not too dark tho ofc!

The night went further. It probably was 3 AM already. I started to feel drowsy eventually, my eyes getting heavier and my brain going blank.

No-no-no, not now, not when we're having so much fun together, please, just little longer!

"Sophia-shii...?" - I heard Idia's soft voice. So soft, so gentle every time he speaks with me...

"Yeah?..." - I replied quietly and in a dizzy manner. I really felt like I can't keep it any longer, no matter how hard I struggle.

"You seem to loose the concentration and become slower... Are you sure you're not tired?" - he said, genuinely concerned. He even paused the game, much to my demise.

"Uh..." - I really hated to admit what came next. - "Okay, maybe... I'm just a little bit... sleepy..."

I refused to take energy drinks as I was aware of them being unhealthy. Maybe it's just my mother's forced opinion, but it's not like my mom was rarely right... And even coffee I drank earlier didn't seem to work.

I looked at him, feeling kind of guilty. For some reason I felt like I was ruining the fun... even if Shroud didn't seem too upset about it and more likely worried... about me. How adorable!

Suddenly, Idia's hair started step by step turning pink, starting from edges.

"I-it's already so l-late... A-and girls' block i-is so far... Y-you can g-get in trouble o-on your w-way... S-so..." - speaking seemed to be hard for him. I was already figuring out what he's going to say, or at least was hoping he'll say what I think, and that made my heart beat faster ad faster. Please, say that you want me to...

"...M-maybe you'll stay h-here? I'll be playing the w-whole night, so my bed will be all free.... A-and I promise I w-won't do anything c-creepy!!"

My face turned even brighter shade of pink than his hair did at the end of Idia's sentence. Butterflies started live up one by one in my stomach. I couldn't be more happy than I am right now. It was like a child getting a pet they wanted so much from their parents when they didn't expect that. Like winning in a lottery. Like getting an ultra rare character or item you wanted. Like hearing your crush confessing their feelings to you.

Ah, Idia... You really are so caring and sweet. You even think about how dangerous it can be for a woman to walk outside during the dark time, especially when there are so many men around. A perfect man a girl can only dream of.

"Idia... Y-you're too kind", - I said, blushing and stuttering not less that him. - "I-I don't want to cause discomfort for you..."

What am I doing? It's such a great opportunity to be close to your beloved boy, Sophia. Are you stupid?

Well, I do care about his own well-being after all... Geez.

"N-no, you're not causing discomfort for m-me! W-we're not going to s-sleep t-together after all, s-so I can b-bear it...", - the last line kind of touched me, but I decided not to pay attention to that too much. - "D-don't g-get me wrong! I-I'm just... I-it's not you specifically, i-it's j-just embarassing... Oh God, help me..." - Shroud hid his face in his hands, making my heart melt once again at how adorable he was.

"It's okay, I understand", - I almost patted his shoulder to calm him down, but stopped myself. It can cause reverse effect on him, after all. - "S-so... may I go to sleep then?"

Idia put his hands down, looking at me with running glance. He was still tomato red and anxious... like a scared cat...

"Y-yes! L-lay comfortably, h-hehe..." - I swore my heart jumped a little at his laugh. In a good way.

With a shy smile I got up from my place and headed towards his bed. A little messy, but clean. Just like Idia. He might be messy in some way but he's still pretty and amazing. I landed on the mattress. My body was so heavy, my limbs became numb. The scent hit my nostrills... Idia's scent. So calming and comforting... That was making me even more dizzy.

"Huh... It feels comfortable..." - I said in a kind of mumbling manner caused by sleepiness.

"Y-you think so?" - Idia replied shyly. - "W-well... G-glad to hear that I g-guess", - he smiled at me slightly, making my heart beat faster once again.

"So... Good night", - I said, wrapping myself in a blanket and yawning.

"G-good night... s-sleep well", - Shroud said, probably feeling awkward, judging from his tone.

Inhaling more of his scent when he turned back to the screen, I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep, hoping to get the sweetest dream tonight.

You're so kind to me... You do care about me, right? You wouldn't allow anyone else to sleep on your bed, would you? I do really love you, Idia. One day I'll gain enough courage to tell you about that... I promise.

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