#THEY DROP SO MANY SEEDS AT ADULT IT'S SUCH A PAIN

[stormbreaker101]

I should have made this meme ages ago. I can't find the original post, just a screenshot of it from reddit.

#wizard101 #w101 #oc: savannah #oc: emma #yes emma is a he/she icon #and YES THAT IS A FUCKING 60PLOT OF KPS #THEY DROP SO MANY SEEDS AT ADULT IT'S SUCH A PAIN

[writing-by-mimi]

The Run - Diavolo

              Alpha!Diavolo x Omega!GN!MC

@property-of-diavolo tasty fic filled me with the horny spirit and inspired me to finish Dia's version. So drop by their inbox and tell 'em thanks if you enjoy. ;) As always, every like and reblog is appreciated and I love hearing from you guys. Part one is here. So with out further ado-

Adult content, read at your own risk. Not beta read.

      The small creatures linger. They only make appearances every few centuries and so much is unknown about them. The only thing that brings him any type of comfort is the fact they care so well for the Omegas that they whisk away before leaving them to their fate in The Run.

    The Etherals had started to place the Omegas. He hasn't seen you yet and his heart clenches. The brothers haven't seen you yet either... If he can't find you, you're a prime target for any single Alpha in attendance. You naturally smell sweeter being a human, but to a holding area of horny Alphas you'll smell absolutely delectable. Coupled with the scent of virgin omega, you'll have more Alphas trying to claim you than any other Omega here. He knows it.

     The creatures aren't much bigger than a coin. See through, appearing ghostly, though they are anything but. What they lack in stature and strength, they make up for in magic. Extremely powerful creatures that hide themselves and only ever interact with virginal Omegas, the mystery of them will likely never be solved...

      From the vantage point he has, it looks as if only about half the field has been seeded, which means he still has more time to try and find you.

      The timer ticks down and he can feel it. The heat taking his skin and a hum that starts deep in his abdomen.

      He's entering Rut.

     It's not unexpected, ninty-five percent of the Alphas here will enter their Ruts and every time he's participated in the past, he's had it.

      Though this time, he can't afford it.

       You had no idea of the tradition. He had made sure to have the instructors cover it. You were supposed to know, that way if you chose to skip the festivities you could leave his kingdom without having to feel awkward.

     If he had known you were a virgin, he would have taken you to Serenity Manor himself before the energy threw the portals out of alignment.

     He had never smelled it on you. That light scent that clings to all virgin Omegas is distinct and hard to miss. On humans it's subtle, yet so detectable to demon Alphas...

     You must have been on blockers. A lot of humans chose to do so, but it never occurred for him to find out. Obviously no one in the House of Lamentation knew either...

     The Etherals would see to it your system was corrected. They seemed to detest it, almost like they viewed it as a poison. Scholars believe that they enjoy the soft scent of the virgins. All the blockers in the world won't stop them and their magic from cleansing your system.

      His heart is racing. You'll smell so delicious that Alphas will target you and his viens begin to boil. A rage growing in his chest at the very thought of you so helpless and vunerable, under another... He won't fucking allow it.

      He's only tasted your lips twice, hasn't even asked you to date like a proper gentlemen. He has no claim on you, yet he feels it. You're his.

     His eyes continue to scan the flower field and he's taken aback. A gathering of Etherals rest further down the field to his right. He's never seen so many gathered at once.

     The crowd is already swarming, they have taken notice as well. He feels dread pool in his stomach. It's you. He hasn't even seen the Omega yet, but he knows it.

     Pushing his way through the crowd will start a fight in the Alphas zone, yet if he doesn't line himself up, you could pay the price. It's only a few seconds, but that's long enough for someone else to pin you down and lay a forced mating claim. It won't stick, but it will be painful. You'll suffer body and soul as you try to will it away until it fades naturally with time.

    It will drive him mad. Seeing you with another's mark will break him apart and he knows he'll never recover from it.

    Yet if a fight breaks out in his efforts to reach you, it could hold him up as well...

     There is no reasonable solution. His only option is to be first no matter what.

     His breathing picks up and he can feel the wave of Rut seep farther through his body. He will get to you.

     It's only once his body has taken its natural form does he finally smell it. It's you, blended with the flowers and the winds direction confirms his earlier gut feeling. The one the Etherals crowd is you.

    He pushes Alphas from his way. Many snarl and growl at him, but all it takes is a look and they back away. They see who he is, knows what he could do. They haven't been clouded by their Ruts yet. At least, not completely.

    The ring of small creatures dance happily around you and the chattering only grows as one small creature brings a ribbon to your sleeping form.

     Every Omega has always been adorned in white ribbons around their neck, yet they dance and clap as they gently move to adorn you with color.

     His colors.

     The ribbon is a bright blood red, and the edges appear like they have been dipped delicately in the finest gold. The Etherals continue to giggle and dance as they tie it around your neck, even giving you a beautifully tied bow.

     The Alphas whoop and hollar, excitement taking them over at the sight of a specially marked Omega.

     A few in the crowd even seem to think you've been marked just for them.

     As the next wave of Rut crashes down on him, he can't stand their words. They are ignorant about who you belong to, but they won't be for long.

     His hand quickly grasps the man's neck in front of him and Diavolo can't help but squeeze with everything he has. The warmth of the man's blood dripping down his forearm is enough to make him shiver. He hasn't taken a life in oh so long, but it's you they threaten. Thinking themselves worthy of you, that they have rights to bed you. He'll kill them all if he must.

     The soft singing of the Etherals halts. They still giggle as they move from your form before disappearing just as mysteriously as they came.

     Looking father down the field it is almost completely seeded, it won't be long now before they are all released, but he needs you to wake. He can only hope Asmodeus told you to run. It would give you an advantage that you would need now that you've been marked in his colors and others believe the sign meant for them.

     It seems like he waits forever. Body humming as his need grows. So many Omegas have already began to run to the forest.

     You've yet to stir.

  ---

      The gates will drop in thirty seconds. You've only just sat up and you're still so groggy. Your sleepy eyes are adorable, but as much as he would love to stare at you, he needs you to run, little Omega. To get up and flee the other Alphas. Let him chase you. He needs you, and the thrill he feels at being able to stalk you through the woods is getting him drunk. He's already so hard. None of these Alphas stand a chance against him. He'll take you under the night sky and watch the stars dance in your eyes as he rocks into you from above and makes you his.

     You look across the Alphas zone for just a moment before you rise and bolt towards the forest as fast as your legs can carry you. Such a good little Omega, running from all the dirty men who wish to take you. To keep yourself so innocent and pure just for him.

     The gates drop and it's a riot. Diavolo dodges past the the ones stupid enough to waste their time and energy fighting at the start. There are others who think they'll have you and he's no time to waste.

     He knows your legs are burning. Your most likely panting, trying to hide. He can smell you and it's a type of intoxication unlike anything he's ever felt.

     A scream further beyond the trees makes his blood run cold. His wings carry him quickly to the sound and what meets his eyes fills him with rage.

     One of those dirty Alphas is pulling you by the gown as you struggle, out of breath and weak from all the running your human body could take.

      Diavolo pulls him back, and the growl that leaves him is guttural as he thrust his hand into the back of man's chest. It's quick, efficient and brings him one step closer to being able to have you.

    He watches you stumble backwards as he drops the demon to the ground. Your flushed cheeks and heaving chest make his heavy cock twitch in his pants. His eyes focus on the bow, still so pristine and perfect around your throat.

     "D-Dia?"

     Hearing you sob the nickname you've given him makes his heart pound wildly in his chest. As he moves to step closer, you throw yourself back into a tree before quickly taking off again.

     His Omega wishes to test him, to make him chase.

     You're pretty little face is stained with tears. He knows you're scared, but you've no need to be scared of him, he'll keep you safe. Protected under him and he'll let the whole forest listen as he drags every cute little cry from your throat before he sinks his fangs into you. He'll be gentle, your so important little Omega...

    Diavolo doesn't look right. His eyes aren't the same. You've seen him in this form so many times, but you've never seen his eyes so intense. His usual boyish smile replaced with a lecherous grin that tells you of his true intentions.

     It's Rut, and Diavolo is hunting you just like the others.

    He won't be able to hold back once he catches you, and it chills you down to your bones. The sweet demon you've come to know is still there, but he's lost to his natural urges now.

    You won't lose him in the woods. Your bare feet are bloody and you are leaving a trail on every tree and piece of foliage you pass. It's easily visible and he can smell it. Your only choice is to hope he comes to his senses before he decides he's had enough of chasing you.

     Weaving through the trees you wish you could stop. Just a moment or two of respite to rest your legs and bring some air into your chest, but you don't have it.

     Branches snap behind you, and you don't have to look to know it's him. You can't even call out to him and try to rationalize with him your so out of breath.

     When you're yanked by the back of your gown, you somehow find the breath to scream. Diavolo was close, but he wasn't that close. He was giving you space to run so he could chase you and enjoy the hunt.

     You can feel arms wrap around your waist and lift your feet from the ground, they don't even feel like his. Diavolo's are strong, warm, safe. These are hot and needy, pawing at you through your gown and you can't help but scream out for help.

    A sudden pressure on your neck starts a stream of tears. Teeth are piercing your flesh and your terrified. If a stranger claims you, you'll be at their mercy, their whims and will forced upon you until the mark leaves and that could take months.

      You scream out for Diavolo. He has to save you. It can't be like this, yet as the warm wetness creeps down the shoulder of your gown, you're pushed to the ground and you sob uncontrollably.

     It isn't until warm hands force your head to the side do you dare open your eyes.

      Diavolo's claws slowly trace your neck and you can't help but feel ashamed, betrayed. He was supposed to be the one. If anyone, it was supposed to be him.

     "My sweet little Omega." His voice is full of desire as he looks down at you, thumb wiping away your tears as he ruts against you. "Just scratches." He assures you. "You're still mine."

     The relief that floods your chest is more than you can bare. Pushing yourself up, you wrap your arms around his neck and continue to cry. You know you need to run, to flee and give yourself every chance you can to wait it out, but Diavolo had come. He had saved you.

    "Shhh, hush." He strokes your head gently. "You're mine. I'm here, little Omega." His hands move down your body to grip the bottom of your gown. He looks into your eyes as his hands have found their way under, slowly tracing up your outer thighs until you can feel his claws tracing small patterns on your hips. It's enough to make you gasp.

      Your cute little sound seals your fate. His claw slowly traces your neck again but his finger stops at the ribbon. "The Etherals marked you as mine. Dressed my Omega up in my colors for all to see." He can't help but swiftly pull the ribbon, and as he removes it from your throat he let's out a growl. "Mine."

      His thick finger has found your entrance and the probing sensation makes you hiss. It's foreign and as it slips inside of you slowly, the burn of him stretching you makes your eyes prickel with more tears.

     "My pretty little Omega, your doing so well for your Alpha."

    The squeak of embarrassment that leaves you only serves to rile Diavolo more as he slowly pulls his finger from you, only to slide it past your tight ring of muscle once more.

     You grab his shoulders and dig your nails into them, the pain in your core is becoming unbearable and you try to squirm away from it.

     His free hand presses on your pelvis, pinning you to the ground. You're not allowed to leave, he needs you too much. "Fuck, you're so tight, Mc. Even with just one finger it's so hard to move inside of you. Stretching my Omegas hole..." a growl leaves his throat as he takes your lips.

    It's only a kiss, but with Diavolos finger thrusting into you as softly as he can manage, it's embarrassing. The level of intimacy is more than you've ever had and it makes you unsure of what to do.

     "So pretty for me." He grunts again as he grinds his erection into your thigh.

    He feels absolutely massive, but yet again anything seems like it'd be massive in your current state. You've never had sex and somehow managing to take Diavolo as your first is an impossible feat in your mind that scares you.

    He slowly slides more of his finger into you and feeling you clench around his digit makes his cock throb. There is still so much work to do, your virgin hole still so tight, but the longer it takes the more and more he won't be able to care. There's only so much sanity left in him and he knows it won't last.

     He explores your walls while he can. He needs to show his little Omega as much care and love as he can before he can't stop from jamming his cock into you to paint your walls with his mark.

     He pulls his finger from you, savoring your taste on his tounge as it illicts a deep growl. He's not yet tasted your cum, but just your natural flavor is delicious.

     Sliding his wet finger back into you again he leans forward and places kisses to the sides of your eyes. "Oh, my Omega, Mc, you're beautiful under me, this is where you belong." And as his cock rubs against your leg, he adjust himself to place a soft kiss to your lips.

      The small sound you make from just his lips draws a smile from him as he strokes his finger inside of you. You've taken half of his finger, and while it isn't enough, it's divine.

     The moment doesn't last long. He hears footsteps approaching, loud and heavy. The telltale sign of a wild Alpha who can smell you and has been drawn to his sweet little Omega.

     Sliding his finger from your entrance he stands on his knees over you, listening to the quick steps get closer. Gazing down to you, he cups your face and places a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Hide in the hollow tree." He drags his eyes from you to the tree about twenty meters back and to your left. He pushes himself up and slowly turns, listening to your whimper as you move your legs and shakily follow his orders.

     All of his work stretching you is wasted. You'll tighten up quickly and running will bring you pain between your thighs. It's set him back and once he finishes this Alpha he'll fuck you. Jam his Princely cock into you entrance and call you his, his perfect little Omega made just for him.

    You try to keep quiet in the hollow of the tree, but between the burn of your legs and your core it's hard not to sob.

     The screams that pierce the forest make you pier out into the night. The sun must have set while Diavolo had his finger in you, but the moonlight illuminates the forest floor enough to see what caused the scream.

     Diavolo is panting, dripping with blood and holding parts of another demon in his hands.

    As his head slips back, you can see his eyes glowing in the low light as he finds your form amoung the trees.

     The sight of the soft light bouncing off of his smooth skin, bloody with those that wanted to try and take you sends a throb through your whole body. It makes you panic. Diavolos open show of violence triggered your heat. You shouldn't have it, you've been on blockers for years and all of those chemicals have been inhibited for years. There's no way...

     Yet as you try and catch your breath, you can feel how the gown rubs your nipples as you move, the smell of blood in the air excites your core and the burn that once plagued you is now a small and gentle thrum.

     Your hips wiggle on their own as you get to your knees. You want to lay down and hold your gown up for him...but you want to run more. The thought of Diavolo stalking you through the woods as you lead him further still into the trees, of him desperate to force his cock into your little virgin hole makes you want to squeal, and before you can sort your thoughts, you've began to sprint with new found energy.

     He can't stop the shiver that takes his body. He can smell it, smell you. His display has made you wet. Your body will be hot, begging for his cock hungerly once he has you pinned down. His sweet little Omega desires the chase, and he will follow.

    He spots you easily, peaking from behind a tree with a devilish little smirk on your face. You've haphazardly tied the ribbon around your throat again in a small act of defiance to rile him. Your giggle carries on the wind and he can't help but growl as he watches your gown flow behind you as you dart behind more trees.

     The chase for both statuses is different. For Alphas, it's proof of commitment, endurance and will to follow your Omega where ever it may take him and a chance to prove he is able to protect. To prove his heart and devotion.

      For Omegas, it's the need to be desired. To prove to one's self that the Alpha won't just use and leave them. To show the Alpha that they are desired by more than just them and that their love is precious. They need to see the strength of their partner to know protection and submit themselves to a worthy party all of their love. It's why forced mating is so hellish on the Omega. Their very core knows that it's wrong. Not the one they've been fated for and the Alphas that do force claims are vile. They use and abuse and break not only an Omegas body, but their very spirit.

      You'll be drunk on the new feelings coursing through you. The blockers have suppressed your natural urges for so long and they'll burn through you like an inferno.

       He continues to chase you. The fluttering of your gown, the smell of you engulfing him as he runs after you, erection rubbing against his pants thinking about nothing more than taking you and showing you everything he has.

       You've found a clearing and Diavolo goes on alert. There is more than one Alpha nearby and you'll attract every single one. Watching you slowly walk backwards into the clearing with nothing but him in his sights and a smile illicts another deep growl as his heart pounds in his ears. You're testing him.

       His measured strides towards you slowly turns into a full speed sprint and you can't help the whine that leaves you. He's followed you so far...and you can smell the other Alphas. It burns your nose and turns your stomach, but you know they smell you too and it will force Diavolo to fight if he wants you. The thought makes you tremble.

     Diavolo has one on the ground just mere feet from you and as his claws sink into the demon you feel no shame as your eyes trace his toned body. You should be disgusted, terrified. Yet as you watch the Prince snap the Alphas neck, feel Diavolos eyes trace your body as he stands from from demons dead body, it's a feeling of contentment that fills you.

     He's on you in a moment, lips sucking your skin and his tounge delving into your mouth as he pleases. Hands roaming your soft skin as his hand tangles in your hair and he can't help but swallow every moan you give him.

     As you push off of his chest, he looks to your eyes. Their dark, pupils blown and your voice is so sultry to his ears it makes him shiver. "One more, Diavolo." Your slow steps from him cause his eyes to scan the area. There is one left. He can smell the man and he can't claim you until he's dealt with. His mind won't be able to process you and everything you are, give you what you deserve if he has to wait for the Alpha to come and try and take you out from under him and off of his throbbing cock.

     It's his last attempt to show you how well he can protect you. His strength and will to keep you all to himself. You are already so absolutely high, starting to lose yourself to heat. He can't bring himself to leave your side, yet his legs carry him towards the scent. It's in the way. Holding him from you and he won't allow it any longer.

     His claws grab the man waiting in the bushes. The poor little rat had thought he had the element of surprise. That he could get the jump on him. The smirk of superiority paints his face and he darkly chuckles.

       His thumbs sink into the demons orbital sockets so simply. The cracking sound as he forces his hands together echos through the forest and it fills him with pride, with accomplishment. He's done it for you and he knows you've seen his display.

      When he turns, your on your knees, tears in your eyes as your hand moves under your gown vigorously. His viens catch fire. You're ready. So absolutely needy for him that you can't contain your urges.

     "All fucking mine."

      He reminds himself to check you. He doesn't the have much time or patience left. The last of his sanity died when he crushed that demon like a bug between his hands and there's no one else around.

     He pushes you down to the ground, his finger glides into your tight hole and you squirm, needy for more of his attention.

     There's no more thoughts in his mind than feeling what's his. His cock rubbing against you as you whine against his body. When he sinks himself into you he digs his claws into the dirt on either side of your head.

    You're no longer a virgin, your his.

     You moan his name and it spurs his hips to find such a salacious pace. Quick, rough. There's no one stopping him but the need to fuck his seed into you and show you just how damn good he can fuck you is all that he can think about.

     His hand moves to untie your ribbon while his other hand holds him above you, hips never stopping as his eyes roam your neck.

     Your hands squeezing his biceps, tracing down his sides and fingernails dragging up his back make his body hum and the feel of your walls clenching and spasming tell him your close to your first orgasm. Your heat has made you so pliable and accepting. Taking his cock like it was meant for you.

    "My. Pretty. Little. Omega." He fucks into your heat with every word to drive the point home. He needs you to know how fucking beautiful you are impaled on his cock and how you've absolutely enchanted him. If he could get more than five words out, he would... but all he can think about, all that he knows is that you are his now.

     You're bouncing under him and your lost in the feeling of his cock messaging your walls. Eyes rolled back and your absolutely limp, just relishing the feeling of your first orgasm as your rocked by his thrust.

     Your face is flushed and you wear such a cute little look. Embarrassment mixed with such a worn out expression. Your eyes half lidded as you pant beneath him, feeling his cock twitch inside of you as the last remnants of his seed are forced further into you. It's only then that Diavolo can't hold himself back and bites harshly into the nape of your neck.

     Your walls are so tight around him because it's your first time, but the way your clamping down on him now has him shaking above you. "Mine." He pulls you up into a kiss as his balls empty themselves into your hole, his cum being pumped into you helps sate his roaring mind as you cry out his name.

    You're so overwhelmed he's fairly certain you don't feel an ounce of pain and it makes him smile against your skin as he pulls his fangs from you.

      Diavolo can't help but keep his cock inside of you. His mind is starting to clear from the temporary Rut caused by the event, but your still so lost in your heat beneath him.

     He hasn't had time to appreciate the finer details of your body, and now that his mind is clearer he takes the moment to trail his tounge over your nipple. You arch into his mouth and he hums. So needy...it makes him blush just how accepting you are of his lewd advances. You had been a stuttering mess from just his two simple kisses and it had taken months of him hitting on you to get that far.

    He chuckles against your chest as he places kisses up your throat and to your lips. The fuck drunk look on your face brings satisfaction as he trails back down to lick your other nipple. He can't leave it neglected, now can he Mc?

     He cups your cheek and your eyes fluttering open make him pause. The stars reflect so well in your eyes as you look up to him like he's the only other being in the world. His kiss is soft, gentle as he pulls himself from you. Your gasp is just so adorable. He'll make love to you everyday if you'll allow it. He just hopes you won't be so shy around him now. He knows your body so well...

     He fixes his pants as he stands on his knees above you. Watching your eyes trace his chest is something he'll never tire of. He goes to pulls your gown down, but it's only then that he notices the traces of blood on your thighs and below you in the moonlight.

    Perhaps he went to hard, used you too roughly. He knows that bleeding can happen when taking virginity, but it still makes him feel extremely guilty as he makes sure your covered, scooping you up into his arms. He's already put your ribbon in his pocket.

      You're still very limp, but the gentle hum against his chest as you snuggle into him makes his heart pound as he places a kiss to the top of your head.

     It's only once he starts his travel back to the Alpha zone does he realize just how far he chased you, and stepping past what remains of those who were in his way makes his grip tighten ever so slightly. He still holds no remorse, no guilt. He should, but as he holds you safely, he doesn't bother to spare them a second thought. There's a reason why it's required all Alpha participants sign a waiver... they should have known better than to try and fuck his Omega.

     Hearing your steady breathing he inspects you critically. He didn't wish to make you nervous before, but he needs to know you've naught acquired any serious harm.

     You'll have bruises and even cuts on your feet tomorrow and a small set of scratches on your neck from your close call, but he'll take care of you. Kiss your pain away and heal you if you let him. Humans were always so silly about sporting battle scars...

      The Run may have ended, but his relationship and love with you has only just begun, and he plans to see it through.

#obey me #obey me! #obey me diavolo #obey me! diavolo #diavolo x mc #diavolo x reader #alpha!diavolo #omegaverse #omega!reader #omega!mc

[infernalwitxhcraft]

How To Dilute Essential Oils

Be ready for a long one. Essential oils can be tricky. And they are something you don't want to be using undiluted for the hell of it or because an article you read claims it's more potent if you, ya know, put it directly on (yikes, don't fall for that!). I got certified in aromatherapy five(ish) years ago for the hell of it & to help my business for in-person clientele. While I don't use it as much as I used to, I did learn all the proper dilution techniques that I thought I would share here!

Before I dive into this breakdown, know that it is in your best interest to dilute any essential oil. While lavender doesn't cause a reaction out of most people, it is still in a highly concentrated form. There are many oils, such as cinnamon, that you should never put on your skin without diluting first, as it will cause irritation. It falls into a category of "hot oils" which means that you will feel a tingle or burning sensation, depending on your skin type. Tea tree and lavender are the only two you can use undiluted (and if you have sensitive skin, you may still want to dilute to be on the safe side) - for anything else, you should be grabbing your carrier oil.

Do not replace the carrier oil with water. You remember that you learned somewhere growing up that water and oil do not mix? Yep, same rule applies. They will separate and the oil will still go directly into your skin.

That being said, carrier oils that have nourishing properties for the skin tend to be best. Jojoba, coconut, almond, hell even olive oil all work. The essential oil sticks with the fats in the carrier oil and will slowly absorb into your skin (via the fat in your skin). All of this prevents skin irritation. You can buy these in bulk for a discounted price if you find yourself using essential oils on a regular basis to save on money.

Carrier Oil Breakdown

• Jojoba - usually a favorite of many people that use essential oils in their skincare products. Odorless, non-greasy, a little waxy.

• Coconut - light, doesn't go rancid or leave residue, good for every skin type! You can also use it in a wide range of product types.

• Grape seed - mostly odorless. Best for delicate skin (sensitive skin, for the elderly, etc.)

• Olive oil - heavy & can be greasy, so buy the light stuff. Has strong odor. High in vitamins and minerals, very good for your hair and skin! Be aware though that it will leave some residue until fully soaked in & can clog pores. Personally, I use this a lot for my anointing oils or salves.

• Almond - slightly oily. Best for dry or irritated skin. Beauty & health recipes.

So, some quick pointers.

• Firstly, best way to remember it is it is 1 drop of essential oil per 1 tsp of carrier oil.

• 1% is recommended for children, the elderly, and immunocompromised. 2% dilution for a healthy adult. 3% for short term, small areas (if you're washing it off right away or sometimes in the situations of pain relief).

• Make sure you are diluting if using for hair care.

• Make sure you are diluting if adding into the bath. Remember, oil separates from water. Put the diluted mix in.

• Also, if you're trying to mix essential oils, go ahead and do so. Just make sure that it equals out the entire drop rate (if it were 6 drops, for example, it's be 3 drops of lavender oil and 3 drops of rosemary).

• This is where I'll answer the whole, well what the hell would you use 10% or 25% dilution for? You can use 10% for specific issues, such as an injury. Don't keep at it for more than two weeks. For 25% is the most you should ever go, and that would be for debilitating pain. Don't be using that every day though, and not every type of essential oil is good for that high or concentration.

Now, here's a little conversion list. Hopefully it's clear enough!

• Okay I know that I have followers on both sides of the globe so here's this: 5ml = 1 tsp. 10ml = 2 tsp. 15ml = 1/2 oz. 30ml = 1 oz. Do with that what you will. I am american but I'll be using millimeters to explain since I, too, find it easier.

• For 0.5% dilution: 10ml = 1 drop. 15ml = 1.5 drops. 30ml = 3 drops. You can't do 5ml for 0.5%.

• For 1% dilution: 5ml = 1 drop. 10ml = 2 drops. 15ml = 3 drops. 30ml = 6 drops.

• For 2% dilution: 5ml = 2 drops. 10ml = 4 drops. 15ml = 6 drops. 30ml = 12 drops.

• For 3% dilution: 5ml = 3 drops. 10ml = 6 drops. 15ml = 9 drops. 30ml = 18 drops.

• For 10% dilution: 5ml = 10 drops. 10ml = 20 drops. 15ml = 30 drops. 30ml = 60 drops.

• For 25% dilution: 5ml = 25 drops. 10ml = 50 drops. 15 ml = 75 drops. 30ml = 150ml.

This is where I will mention: children, the elderly, and those that have chronic skin conditions will oftentimes need different dilution rates than the generically given 1%. If you someone that fall into this category, it is in your best interest to speak to your doctor first. Find someone certified that can help you with finding the proper dilution rates, as you may need further adjustments, don't just use these guidelines.

I don't offer clients aromatherapy-only packages anymore (as it worked better in combination). When I was offering that service, I kept it strictly in-person for a reason!

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[reddogf13]

Outlast 2: Deliverance CH 4

Also on A03

Status: Incomplete

Rated: M - Dead Dove Do Not Eat This takes place in the Outlast 2 universe after all, Blood and Gore, Child abuse, Sexual abuse of children & adults, Child killings, religious trauma, Torture and abuse both physical and mental.

Previous chap: CH 3: Atonement

Next chap: CH 5: Deluge

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~Ch:4 Eucharist~

Blake handed out basic orders to everyone else. “Fix what you can. Gather up everything that could be useful.” They spread from him down the town streets. Some fixing their own houses that collapsed from the major storm. Gathering chunks of metal buried partly in the mud. Barbwire taken down wherever it remained tied.

He went out to find the farmers followed by Marta. They were working on gathering what they could. Hanging the cobs looking mostly dark. A few rotten tomatoes on a table having its seeds plucked out. A few sacks of potatoes covered in fresh roots set aside. Approaching James to check in. “How are things going?”

“Better than first expected. Scoured the fields and found all of that left in the dirt.” waving the knife he was using toward the collected stuff. Using the blade to scrape out more seeds from mushy tomatoes. “The potatoes were at the back of the barn regrowin' on their own. We can plant them right away if you want?”

“Uh. … What do you use to water all of this? The lake and river?”

“River only, why?”

“I don't know if it's poisoned or not. There were a lot of dead fish when I crossed the lake.”

“Yeah, we worried about that. Many of us noticed it depends on which part you were at. Down round the main river the mines leached out to it. Spreading further into the lake. Anybody who drank from there suffered some serious illness. Us, meanwhile on the split river creek did fine. Long as you didn't eat the fish jumping up and down river rapids in between.”

“So the creeks fine, but fish aren't?”

“We can strictly take northern river water and be safe. Otherwise there ain't much more we can do. Canned food we can live off of a little while longer. Have to mention though that our pantries are gettin' tight. Something Knoth always made a point of not mattering.” James repeatedly side eyed Marta for a reaction. faking the priest's voice next. “ “Ignore your empty bellies for soon we'll be feasting off God's harvest in heaven.”. ” Dropping the act. “I think he sang a different tune in private.”

“True. Can't live strictly off hunting for forever. Sounds like you didn't have the same faith.”

“Hard to after a while.” Watching Marta. “Faith works like food. Can be good for ya or bad. With Knoth we had a black moldy loaf of bread. Starved, we ate in the hopes it'd kill the pains. Deep down I think we all knew it only made things worse. Made us sick from the inside out. Might take some longer than others to see it. This place used to be better, not so rotten, although I admit it still had its dark spots that we ignored. I pray from here we can get better.”

Blake breathed out a “Yeah.” Telling James to plant the potatoes despite the concern about their water. Asking next. “What's with all the tall fences and barbed wire?” Didn't know you could put corn in a max security prison.

“Couple reasons, Thieves or escapees. Certain people ate first and the rest got desperate for scraps.”

“Mm, I don't think it's necessary anymore. Break them down If you have some free time.” Finishing his check in. Passing through town to try and find the group of hunters. Wanting to learn himself how to trap and forage. Marta limping beside him had him think of what she should be doing. Can't be an enforcer anymore, shouldn't have been in the first place. I guess every town needs a sheriff to break up disputes though. Won't have to kill anyone, she's intimidating enough to stop people from fighting. But her limp could drag her down if things get serious. Feeling bad that she was limping to follow him everywhere. “You don't have to come. You can rest at home if that's better for you.”

“No.” she stated then spoke out what sounded like an excuse. “I won't miss the word of a visiting Angel.”

“I'm not- … What if the angel tells you to go home?”

She let out a rough hum. “... Then I'll go home.”

“Then go home.” He stopped and so did she.

An annoyed bible verse mumbled before she asked. “What will you be doing?”

“Learn how to trap and forage until the day ends. I'll come back and maybe we'll all get to eat something that's not canned. Go home and rest your ankle.”

“It's fine, I can still move.”

“You shouldn't be walking on it. I'm ordering you to go rest.” Smiling at her mumbled along verses when turning to leave. Splitting with one heading up the mountain and the other down. Traveling around the forest while keeping Temple Gate insight he found the group of hunters. Gathering around a cluster of berry bushes. Listening to John explain trapping while they worked. Blake was greeted as he joined in. Caught up to where they were in the lesson. Reported to on where rabbit wires were set in the hopes they'd snag something. Based on how many baskets of berries they collected he hoped everyone would get at least a small bowl's worth. Having some luck with the rabbit wires. Not enough for everyone between the small numbers caught. It turned into a topic of who would get some.

John stated what felt like the obvious. “You should take one.”

“No, there are a lot worse than me.” Wish I could feed everyone with a single rabbit. “Think we'll find anything else today?” taking in the sun approaching the horizon.

“Maybe, up on the mountain side we used to find a ton of edible plants. Wild onions to carrots were up there. Don't know how much we'll find now. Since heretics were running rampant all through these woods.”

Blake nearly choked on his spit at the mention. “You think we'll see any?”

“I'm sure we won't. This is considered a bit far from where they normally spread out. Long as we keep heading west toward the sun set.”

“Mm. … If we do find anything we could try and make a soup. Boil everything in a big pot, if we have one. Keep starvation back for a day.”

“Sounds good. I know a lot of leafy greens that should be up there. Not as filling as actual vegetables, but good for now. … What will you do about the heretics?”

“... I don't know. … Feels weird calling them heretics still. They were just people who wanted to escape Knoth.” Stomach churning on the topic. “I rather not get involved unless I have to.” Ending the topic there to press forward up the mountain. Collecting various edible plants that satisfied Blake's needs for a soup. No carrots, but they found onions along with a collection of mushrooms on a tree. Their group took a break at the mountain's top to eat a small collection of edible flowers. Some weren't flavorful while some were a bit sour like lemons. Blake winced at his shoved down handful making him drool excessively. Unsure if chewing them of flavor felt better compared to harshly swallowing early. At least he caused others to chuckle at his ridiculous eating. Happy to have a little something in his stomach after so long. “Think we'll make it back by nightfall?”

“Just about.” John partly covered his eyes to see how low the sun was set. “Dinners gonna be late by the time we finish cooking it.” Carving bits out of a branch making the rough shape of a fox.

“Heh, I used to carve stuff like that. Haven't since I left scho-” His happy memory ruined by another. Jessica. ... I should have carved a rock for her too. Even if it's been years. By the change in Blake's expression John offered him the small carving knife.

“You can have it if you want. They're easy to make.”

“You sure?” He perked up at the small gift.

“Yeah, got five more at home. I lose them constantly.”

“Thanks.” He glanced around him for something to carve. I could make something to place at the graves. Locking onto a dead looking sapling sticking straight from the ground. Its measly branches bare of any leaves with its bark sun bleached white. Tall yet thin enough to fully grasp with a hand. Should be easy enough to take a chunk off. Grabbing onto the whole thing to yank back. Discovering it to be far sturdier than it looked. Shoving it back and forth to yank its roots free.

“Uh, I could find you some wood?” John offered. Watching Blake continue to struggle against the dead sapling.

“No, I'm not letting this tree win.” Blake joked through his fight. Ripping it enough to pop it free of the earth. Coming out with it was a smooth rock the sapling grew around. “Wow.” he turned it over for a closer look. No wonder it was so sturdy. Dirt brushed away from the roots thick as its own branches. Taking in the whole thing he was excited to start carving. Wanting to spare a lot of it with only a few extra twigs shaved off its branched top. Woodworking was one of the few classes he loved and was exceptionally well at. He cleaned the sapling of any sprouting branches down to a long straight shape. Smaller stringy roots snipped away for a cleaner look. Preserving the smooth rock it had attached itself to. Carving the rough shape of a snake winding down its long length. The head of it coiled just under the rock in a winded back position. Threatening to strike out from under the rock. That was as far as he got before they started to head back. Blake worked hard to carefully carve out the criss crossing scales down the serpent.

Forced to stop when it got too dark to work. Pausing for the moment when they returned to the dining hall. Setting up a whole makeshift process to cook dinner for a mass of starving people. Huge pots gathered to cook chunks of prepared rabbit followed by the various veg. Collected baskets of berry's delicately spread out by the cupful. If there were any extras they'd be put aside for tomorrow. The town was gathered in to be lined up for their dinner. Pots brought out to a bar top outside the kitchen doors for soup to be poured into bowls. Given a cup of berries as a strange side of sorts, but nobody was complaining.

Blake skipped eating for now to finish his carving in the kitchen. Off to the side was a small carved out dove. A fake banner around its neck donning the name Jessica. He planned to place it soon on the stone graves. Smoothing out the last few angles of the rattlesnake currently. Smiling over his finished staff of white turned black surrounding the stone still attached. Its shape resembled a bulky hammer that would surely kill someone if slammed down hard enough. various open areas between the snake lightly carved to show imprints of leafy ground litter. Satisfied that no more needed to be done he left the kitchen to find Marta. Asking around he found out she finished eating a while ago and was back on patrol. He ignored any offerings of food to take before going back out. Wanting to give the walking staff to her soon as possible. Running around in the dark for her going by vague memories of her patrol. Eventually she found him first, leaning against a building to catch his breath.

“Come to find me, Angel?”

“Yes, and you don't have to call me that. Blake's fine.” Wheezing for more air. “Made you this.” Offering her the walking staff. She inspected it up and down without a move to take it. In fact she leaned away from it. Realizing he'd have to do some convincing. “I thought you would need it to walk. It's lighter than the … Last thing. ... Pretty sure with the rock you could still crack a skull.” Based on her negative reaction he was quick to follow up with. “But I saw it more of a defense thing. Better to have and not need than the other way. Everything's fine now, but if anybody needed saving I'm sure you can do it. I promise that I'll never ask you to kill anyone.”

Given an honest promise she took the staff from him. A soft spoken. “Thank you.” given back.

“Welcome.” Turning to visit the child's graves next.

“You want me to watch the streets tonight?” Using the staff to walk more smoothly by his side.

“Well, you don't have to. If people want to run they can.”

“What about the heretics?”

“... Yeah. Keep an eye out. Just scare them away, you don't have to hurt them. … Should stop calling them heretics too.” Delicately placing Jessica's white dove between some stones across the grave site.

“Then what are they?”

He walked silent as he thought of a new term. Can't call them outsiders. I didn't like that when Knoth used it against me. Strangers? But they're not really. Could call them survivors, but isn't everyone? Just use them or people, but if we need to talk about them it could get confusing. Them just seems rude and ostracizing. Developing a headache from the running in circles he was doing. Settled on a label he himself thought was stupid, but felt right. “Goats.”

“Goats?” Marta's brows furrowed. “Why that?”

“It sounds better that the mountains are infested by goats then heretics.”

“What shall goats be called then when differentiating?”

“They'll be heretics.” Letting out a light chuckle. Marta let out an amused puff of air while giving him a questioning look. It was the first time he didn't see Marta so depressingly serious.

“If that's what the angel wants. I'll watch out for visits by “Goats”.”

“Make sure you get some sleep.”

“More plans for tomorrow?”

“Nothing like today. More rebuilding, more hunting for food.” Entering the dining hall to collect his serving. Long cold by now from when it was set aside. “It takes so long to gather everyone. I don't want to interrupt things so often.”

“The speaker horns still work after the storm. I can see the green light out the room's window. It was the best way for word to travel without physically doing so.”

Ugh, then I have to use something Knoth touched. Finishing his small meal. “Can you show me?”

“I can.” Leading him off toward a large two story house. Neighboring the compound near the helicopter crash site. Fully white with pillars lining the front with a second story balcony. The two front doors boarded over where the glass panels were broken out. A green light shown through a front lower window. Blake checked the doors and found them unlocked. Stepping through he saw the insides far more decorated then other places. Nice large rugs covering the floors. Many paintings covering walls blocked by fine carvings and vases.

Stepping to the radio room he saw Marta staying back outside. “Not coming?”

“This was Knoths home.”

Of course it is. “Oh. … Well, he's not here anymore.” Coaxing her to step inside. Waiting for her to duck under the doorway before moving deeper inside. Taking in the long set up radio controls. Most he figured out were to alert what was connected and what wasn't. The ones on were green, but many more were blacked out. “Do you know where “Eastern top road” is?”

“A road leading up toward goat infested forest.”

“Makes sense.” other unlit labels saying eastern this or that. John said the goats were spreading out around there. Pressing a button that was labeled “talk”. “Testing.” his voice heard loud and clear from outside. “Heh, still works.” His smile dropped when he found an orange medicine bottle sitting out not far. Swiping it to read the label. Prescribed to Ethel Garrison. Penicillin G Benzathine - (100mg) to be taken twice daily for 14 days. Hmm, still in date. Must've bought these from someone recently. Pouring himself a couple to swallow down dry. “We need to find more of these.” Holding the bottle up for Marta to see.

“... Those aren't study aids, are they?”

“No, They're antibiotics for all the diseases around here. I said he could've helped the scalled at any time. These are how.” Rattling the bottle before setting it in a pocket on his vest. Facing her, she had a burning glare pointed toward the floor. “Did you know?”

“None were allowed to ask, but still others spoke about- ... I was told to quiet them. …”

“How'd people know? A guess?”

“Us who are older once lived on the outside. Convinced by Knoth and rejected by others, we followed him en masse. 'till we settled here. I was far younger then.”

“You've been outside? How long ago?”

“Mm.” she hummed in thought. “'Bout more than 40 years past since.”

“That's - that's a while.” he nervously chuckled. “Has anyone been out recently?”

“Jacob has. His last visit may have been a month away now. He was sent out to lead a small group for buyin’ a list. Stuff we couldn't make like gas for the generator, “study aids”, to name a few. Don't remember seein' his fellow travelers around.”

“We'll have to find him tomorrow. It's time for another trip.” Leaving the radio room to snoop around the place. Drawers filled by many other bottles left empty. More canned food Blake noted to take back when done. Upstairs he found an office covered in drafts of his gospel. Swept away into the trash bin until it was over filled by Blake. Buried under a pile of fallen papers was a huge floor safe. “Whoa, wonder what Knoths got in here.” He grabbed an iron poker by the empty fireplace. Using it as a makeshift crowbar to stab along the sides. Managing to stab it in between the door to force it up. He could wedge it enough to see the door bending up, but not enough to break it. Even with him leaning his whole weight onto the bar.

“Want me to try?”

Blake couldn't answer through his wheezing, giving a tired head nod as he stepped back. Marta set her staff to the side to grip the poker. Slamming it down firmly with a shout that cracked the safe door free. Thrown back to slam into the floor behind it. The poker itself stuck dented in a curve tossed aside by her. Both peered down into the large hidden safe.

“Guess this solves one problem.” Pulling out a huge brick of cash. A quick flip told him it was indeed all hundred dollar bills. Laying down on the floor he dipped his head into the dark space. Surprised there was a ladder below buried in the pile. Counting the stacks sitting on stacks of hundreds then sitting back up to stand. “Without messing up the stacks I'm guessing there's at least 9 million on the surface alone. If this thing is six feet deep it might be closer to 27 million. When we find Jacob we'll take some of this and buy everything we can to get things running again.”

“Like what?”

“A shit ton of seeds for one. Fuel to keep the generator running.” Grabbing a nearby empty prescription bottle off a window sill. “And pills, a lot of them.”

“You planning to help the scalled?”

“What kind of angel would I be if I didn't?” Setting the bottle back. “I don't think there's anything else here. Meet me at the hall tomorrow. Bring Jacob if you find him.”

#outlast 2 #blake langermann #outlast 2: deliverance #marta outlast #temple gate #val outlast

[undrgrnd-nft]

UNDRGRND DIGS 048

Gril de voyage et justice sociale by Curandero

5 Artists From the UNDRGRND Collection 

UNDRGRND DIGS is a periodical feature showcasing artists that the UNDRGRND curators dig. We sift through the social media and NFT platforms to find the best artists waiting to be discovered. UNDRGRND believes in the artists we feature and we will purchase NFTs from each artist featured.

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Kro Beluss

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT

A strong start after minting for only 20 days in OBJKT, Kro Beluss released their series egalitarian???. In a series of collage portraits, Kro asks, “what is the concept of equality like today?” What is the answer? Is it complex? Comprised of predators and prey? Is it not possible between competing ideas like industry and nature? What shape, what color shows equality? Is it human? If so which? Kro may make a statement that it is ugly and messy to be equal or that it does not exist and is a fantasy based on these bizarre portraits.

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Ghazaleh

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT

Iranian artist Ghazaleh’s art captures a child-like wonderment many adults strive to hold on to. Her paintings move as if they were animated pages in a children’s book. Her Xcollabz drop The Childhood Dream portrays her dream of becoming friends with a star, or alien; while The Doll tells the story of a discarded doll that is cared for by a friendly spider. Each one captures nostalgic magic many have trouble holding onto as they grow older but feels natural in Ghazaleh’s work.

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Nathalie Arini

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You can feel Nathalie’s paintings. Each stroke or etch in her paintings comes from strong emotion, and without even knowing the context you get a sense of anger, frustration, pain and also healing. Her use of color is deliberate and even her colorful paintings can convey a process of dealing with pain, as she does in Painful past. Nathalie does offer a possibility for hope, somewhere, in Contemplation of the everlasting cycle, somewhere in universe, celebrating the beginning of the new spring. One can hope when all appears hopeless.

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Curandero

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Curandero has developed a set of different series showcasing a variety of styles at their disposal. Mixing motion, glitch, doodle, and creative coding could be from a different artist. Curandero’s use of glitches in their series Punk Times creates a drip paint effect, showcasing the violently aggressive times many of us feel we are experiencing. The brutality is alarming but the resulting art is beautiful all the same.

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Martín La Spina

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Surrealist painter Martín La Spina takes the audience into a psychedelic dreamscape filled with ethereal spaces where everything resembles something familiar in a bizarre manner. In Transmigration of souls, Martín paints a white heron comprised of souls migrating to whatever the afterlife may be in his mind. Much of his work manages to convey the relationship between us and nature, as seen in Seed-man where a man becomes a tree symbolizing the circle of life our universal connection in our biology and fate; one will not survive without the other.

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[rizka-san]

Dear...

Hey, I just want to talk to you.

Not as chalk on the board but as a person.

You know he loved you, he sent all his secrets in his songs to you.

Words and melodies he's a mockingbird to you, just a little poetic song until you sleep.

Now you know he's going at it, climbing a dangerous ladder, a steep hill.

Trials and tribulations just to have a quick meal then it's back to hurting and working.

A sacrifice just to have you like his voice, he knew he didn't have much of a choice.

But to sin but when he wins, he'll get you in and you don't have to spend a penny.

Every tear comes piling across many years but for the sake of you he'll make it his life.

Night and day he'll write and play it back just to cry and hate it, because he wanted it perfect.

But if you like the track then it's worth it, if you see the work ethic he pulled then you'd respect him more.

Because he'd open your doors, kept the light open even though it's dim, kept you full even when he's slim.

He may not hustle through conventional means, but he still struggled to make a meaningful song to him.

Now he's no true gentleman but he's a gentle man, know the difference and that'll make the biggest significance.

Giving you a song about his past and more shows, out with the braggadocios, and the casket of his futures.

Talk about murder and on his knees around chalk like he witnessed a murder, golden tears you can hold them here.

There's nothing to fear when he's singing, feel the emotion behind the cracked voice and then you see that boy.

Not a teenager, we change backwards back to the boy who died inside him, that childishness now is his adult-self.

That boy didn't care about health but how to match words to a beat, sit down and go bezerk until he's asleep.

Sometimes he wouldn't listen to you, just keep sitting through then he'll be fitting his conversation ears to you.

But I'm not going back in time, God changed him for the better and now he's cold inside a sweater.

He wrote a letter to you, let me read it.

"Hello can you read me, can you see me, feel me but that's not important.

I'm writing this because if I die then you'd be seeing and reading this mash of words.

And I just want to say thank you for standing me, handling me, and being friends with me.

I wasn't strictly a good friend, never intended to be but I've changed my course for yours.

I could keep writing about my thanks but it'll take a little more of your time, so I'll keep it short.

It's about time I talk about suicide contemplations, now you and I know what I'm facing.

For a long time and a few off-and-on rhymes I've said that I wanted my head dead on the street.

Just a piece of cold meat on the pavement, because I lost the key to happiness locked in my basement.

I'm just making a statement, I can't take this abuse anymore, I need to let loose some more.

So why not I'll lose my life, no worth in it anyway because everyday those same words get to me.

On the fifteenth I'll be leaving, lifting my soul high up just to drop it low, gifting you all the freedom you need.

My seeds are rotten, best lost and forgotten, I've been robbing your lives as long as I'm alive so you'll be free.

Shifting pace I know, because because of this race I've been feeling real low, like I don't know where to go.

Every opportunity is leaving me like a one-way roundabout so I decided to drive it off the cliff and crash.

Now you may be thinking how to get me to forget it, you can't, the pain ingrained itself inside this brain.

This letter is getting long, I doubt you are strong enough to read it all and want to see the end faster.

Like my life you just want to pass the boring parts and get to the pouring of gold onto my heart.

There's no glamour to this planner, nothing else but the ender, so I'll be the pallbearer and get out your hair.

I just want to say I love you and I get it, you want to see me alive this minute.

But instead you can have this life to keep moving, another chapter ends another begins.

I love you so and I'll be gone."

Now you see who this letter is meant for.

There is no metaphor just a poor soul who've met a poor demise to his life.

He wanted to have a slice of the nice pie of life, but instead he sliced his life.

The pie is apple red like his blood on the after end, what I'm reading is true.

Because he did everything he wanted to do, even leaving you alone was a wish come true.

He knew he was bothering you, like an annoying brother he knew you wished he'd be gone.

He planned it and wish granted, he doesn't even have his casket, too expensive to grasp it.

He lasted and was forever stranded, what's a win to him other than a game win to his name.

He always wanted to be a rapper, now he is being under a wrapper and lowered into the dirt.

I marked his words so you can read them carefully, you can see them clearer than a mirror reflection.

I sparked this verse so you can hear it and maybe you'd can see his imperfections to a perfection.

You were always a complexion to him, try to project some theory just for you to see that he likes you.

His friends and family tried to reach him but he was too far away, it's a war everyday inside too.

That suicide wasn't metaphorical too, that was a true event but the death was never recorded.

Took the risk and come up short, tried to afford a car to drive late nights but he was deported.

Guess it's best that I introduce myself to you, my name is Rizka nice to meet you.

I'm what's left of him because I know he loved you and wanted to cherished every moment with you.

But the lavished soon turn him famished, starvation carved a place in his heart, that's my fault.

I shouldn't have let him go, now he'll let me know about this guilt about how he felt about me and you.

There's not much time to touch nice rhymes, this is pure emotion and there's no stop to the notion.

So now I'll say goodbye and let me remind you.

There may be oceans and seas but he is across a river and he's ready to give you the biggest hug.

As of now, He has passed away and here I say.

Thank you for this life.

#rap #rizka #hiphop #poetry #poet #j cole #4 your eyez only #sad poem #emotions

[casspurrjoybell-28]

Alpha's Temptation - Chapter 37 - Part 4

*Warning Adult Content*

'Let's agree to never fight over guys again.'

"Well you both have your mates now, so I don't think that's gonna happen," he wipes his eyes.

"Then let's just not fight in general, okay?" I say.

"Wait, so you're insinuating Daemon is your mate, then?"

Lylah looks at me with wide eyes.

Wren sniffles, looking unsure between us.

"Well I just assumed..."

"No, you're right. He is..."

I can't help the beaming smile that comes to my face at the thought of it.

"GIRL," Lylah squeals in excitement.

"I'm happy for you," Wren says meekly.

"Thanks guys. And don't worry, you'll find your mate soon, Wren. There are so many other guys out there."

"Yeah, forget about stupid Jay."

She manages to get a small laugh out of Wren and relief floods through me.

It's like the tension's finally broken and we're back to our old group.

Then I hear the door open behind me, Daemon entering the room.

"Everything okay out here?" he asks, eyes darting to me in worry.

I guess he heard all the crying.

Surprisingly, it wasn't me this time.

"We're fine. Oh but can you get them some water, Daemon? Pretty please?"

I smile sweetly up at him and he smiles back, leaning down to press a kiss to my lips.

"Of course, my love," he says before heading to the kitchen.

Lylah just gapes at me while Wren's gone all red.

"What?" I question, flushing a bit.

"Well this is a new development," she says, crossing her arms with a smirk.

"It's not a development..."

"My love? Hello? And the way he's looking at you like ... I don't know... stars are coming out of your eyes?"

"Lylah."

I cover my hands from my face in embarrassment, my cheeks physically hurting from all the smiling I've been doing.

"What does that even mean."

"It means that he looks so completely in love with you that I'm literally going to barf."

"Stop it," I roll my eyes with a smile.

Beneath my smile, though, a seed of uncertainty blooms.

'Daemon might not love me.'

He never said it.

I mean, I've never said it either but there's no doubt I'm completely head over heels for him.

I know I've never been in love before, so I might be going into this blindsided.

But I know I love him.

And I just have to hope he feels the same way.

"Oh I know you like it," she squeals, bringing me back to the current situation as she pokes me.

Daemon comes back with three waters for us, giving us all a nod before winking at me.

Then he goes back to his room to give us some privacy.

"This doesn't feel real," Wren gawks at the door where he just disappeared.

"The Daemon Steele serving us drinks? You've literally tamed him,"

"Oh he's not tame. You should've seen what he did last night..." I stop myself, realizing what I was just about to let slip past my lips.

"Oooh... What did he do? What was it?" Lylah pries.

"Never mind," I say, shaking my head and covering my face with my hand in embarrassment.

"Well, I say us reuniting at last calls for celebration."

She claps her hands together.

"Let's go out somewhere. Wouldn't that be fun?"

It would be fun.

Really fun if I was able to use my own legs to transport myself from place to place.

"I'm really sorry guys but I think I'll have to pass," I apologize.

"Awe why not?" She pouts.

"I... um... I..." I start, scratching the back of my head and trying to think of the best way to say this.

"I can't walk," is what I end up with.

Immediately their faces flash in understanding.

"Oh my fucking God," Lylah squeals, jumping on top of me.

"Y'all went all the way?"

"Lylah..." I groan, my entire body throbbing in pain.

"Oops. My bad."

She gets off me.

"He rearranged your guts, didn't he?"

She gives me a sympathetic look.

"That's one way to say it," I admit sheepishly.

"How big was it?" Wren asks with wide eyes and I giggle, sticking out my forearm.

"Bigger than this."

Their jaws drop.

"No, Ash... How the hell did it fit?"

"I don't know it just did."

"Now I understand why you can't walk."

"Yeah, it's rough," I shrug. "But he's been taking care of me, so," I add, blushing to myself.

"Ugh, you guys are so cute it's sickening. You know what? I never would've thought you and Daemon would end up together. Not in a bad way, it's just you two are like total opposites," she says. "

We're not that different."

"Ash. You're like... how do I say this? You're like the sweetest little thing. And he... well, he's a literal giant who looks like he wants to kill everyone most of the time, except you."

"That is oddly specific."

"Well..."

"He's not that bad," I giggle. "He's good to me."

"He better be."

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[thevaisnava]

Most of the diseases arise due to improper food habits and faulty life style besides hereditary and other reasons. Ayurveda is a system evolved in India, which tries to bring harmony between human and nature by using holistic methods of diagnosis, prevention and treatment. Presented below are some simple recipes prepared from the materials available in and around the kitchen. For simple problems like cough, cold, indigestion etc, these preparations are very effective. For chronic problems like diabetes, joint pain, skin diseases these remedies may be used even along with other medication. Disclaimer: Please seek profession advice before using the following remedies. One who follows these instructions are doing so on their own accord and thevaisnava.com and its counterparts are not responsible for any adverse effects, harm or injuries caused by the following remedies. Use at your own risk. General instructions Measurements - 5gm. = 1 Tea spoon full and 5ml. = 1 Tea spoon fullThese preparations are for mild and chronic conditions. In case patient does not get relief within 2-3 days of taking medicine, he/she may consult the nearest doctor.The dose given is for adult. For children half or one-fourth of this adult dose may be used.The dosage may be adjusted with little alterations according to the tolerance and desire.These preparations may be used regularly for many days. But in case of any discomfort drug should be stopped immediately.Decoction should be prepared by boiling crushed/coarsely powdered drug in four parts of water and reducing to one fourth .Juice should be prepared by crushing/grinding and mixing in the fresh drug with little water if required and the juice should be expressed through a clean cloth.Paste should be prepared by crushing/grinding the drug very finely with desired liquid if required.In general too spicy, salty, chilly, sour, preserved items fried food, heavy, indigestible, too cold & hot, stale food and the food that do not suit the health should be avoided.Irregular food habit, sleep and lack of physical exercise is main cause for may diseases.Too much tea, coffee, should be avoided. Tobacco, alcohol and drugs should not be taken.Mental stress should be tackled by recreation such as meditation, prayer, sports, exercises, yoga & other activities of individual's choice. Adrak/ Sonth Zingiber officinale Rose., Common name : Ardraka/Sunthi Indigestion : 5 gm. crushed rhizome (ardraka) with salt or jaggery twice daily before meal.Ear Pain : 2-4 drops of fresh warm juice to be instilled in the ear (don't use when there is discharge)Hoarseness of voice : 1-3 gm. powder of dry rhizome with honey in three divided doses.Aches and pains : 10-20 ml. decoction prepared from 2 gm.of dry rhizome twice a day.Cold / cough : 2-5 gm. powder of dry rhizome with jaggery thrice a day in divided doses. 10ml. decoction prepared from a piece of ginger every morning prevents recurrent attack of cold.Head ache : Warm paste should be applied over forehead upto 3 - 4 times a day.Abdominal pain : 5 ml. juice in a glass of butter milk with lemon & salt. Ajvain Trachyspremum ammi Common name : Spragne, Yavani Piles - 1 gm. powder and 1 gm. black-salt with butter-milk twice daily.Painful Menses - 1-2 gm. powder of seeds with warm milk thrice a day for 2-3 daysUrticaria (Skin allergy) - 1-2 gm. powder of seeds with water twice daily.Abdominal pain - 1 gm. powder with lukewarm water twice or thrice.Flatulence (gas) -  2 gm. ajvain powder with equal quantity of Saunf powder with warm water.Sinusitis - warm paste should be applied over freehead & little below the eyes in the morningNasal block - 1-2 gm powder should be put in steaming water & vapour should be inhaled; 2-3 time a day.Loss of appetite -  1 gm. powder with warm water 1/2 hour before meals. Anar Punica granatum Linn., Common name : Dadima This is very nutritious fruit suitable for all & can be used in diet

in any disease condition. Indigestion - 10 ml. juice of fruit, 1 gm. black- salt or fried Jira powder with honey or sugar to hold inside mouth for sometime before food.Bleeding piles - 10 ml. juice of fruit with sugar twice a day. or 10 gm. powder of dry fruit rind with equal quantity of sugar twice a day.Diahhoria/ Dysentery - 10 ml. decoction of fruit skin thrice a day. Fruit may be eaten in plenty.Hyper-acidity - 10 ml. juice of fruit twice a day. Even the fruit may be eaten.Bad breath - Gargling with the warm decoction prepared from fruit skin 3-4 time a day.Acne - Paste of seeds should be applied to affected part twice daily. Amla Emblica officinalis Gaertn., Common name: Amalaki For general health - Regular use of Amla provides nutrition and boosts good health.Hyper Acidity/ Peptic Ulcer/ Constipation - 3-5 gm. powered fruit rind twice a day with milk. or 10-20 ml. fruit juice twice a day. or 3-5 gm. powered fruit rind twice a day with milk (Even raw Amla can be eaten).Stress - External application of 25-50 gm. of fruit rind ground in butter milk on the forehead.Diabetes - 10-20 ml. Fruit juice with 10-20 ml. juice of fresh rhizome of Haldi twice a day.Greying of Hair / Hair fall / Dandruff - Fruit rind soaked over night in water for application on scalp two hours before bath. or paste prepared from fruit rind should be applied two hours before bath. 1-2 fresh fruits eaten every morning prevents hair fall & early greying.Bleeding gums - Fine powder should be genthy massaged to gums after brushing atleast twice a day regularly. Dalchini Cinnamomum zeylanicum Blume, Common name : Tvak This commonly used spice is a good digestive & its pleasant flavour has soothing effect on mind. Indigestion - 2 gm. powder of bark with water twice a day.Loss of Appetite - 2 gm. powder of equal parts of Dalchini and Ajvain for chewing in three divided doses before food.Vomiting - 1-2 gm. powder with honey thrice a day in divided doses.Tension headache - To be rubbed with water on a rough surface & applied to fore head.Mental tension - The aroma has soothing action on mind. Crushed pieces may be kept in hanky or near the pillow.Dry cough - Chewing controls the throat irritation and helps in dry cough. Dhania Coriandrum sativum Linn., Common name : Dhanyaka Cold/ Cough - 20 ml. decoction prepared from 5 gm.coarse powder with sugar and turmeric powder thrice a day. or use of dhania powder as herbal tea every morning prevents cold, cough & problems related to digestion.Intestinal worms - 3-5 gm. powder with jaggery twice a day for 5 days.Sunstroke/ Dehydration - 20 ml. decoction prepared from coarse powder with sugar and a pinch of salt frequently.Indigestion - 20 ml. decoction prepared from 5 gm. coarse powder with a pinch of ginger powder thrice a day.Fever . 20 ml. decoction from 5 gm. powder with sugar 3-4 times a day. Elaichi Elettaria cardomomum Maton, Common name : Ela Hiccough - 1-2 fruits to be chewed frequently (not more than 4/ day.Vomiting - 250-500 gm. powder of seeds fried in ghee thrice daily with honey.Bad breath - 1-2 seeds to be chewed frequently (not more than 4/ day).Diarrhoea/Vomiting - Ash of the Elaichi skin 2 gm. with a little honey 4-5 times a day.Cold - 20 ml. decoction prepared from. 5 gm. Dhania, 1 gm Methi seeds, little turmeric powder should be taken 2-3 times/day.Cough - Little elaichi powder with a tea spoon full of honey 3-4 times day. Even chewing elaichi (Not more than 3 per day) frequently is helpfull in dry as well as productive cough. Ghee Common name : Clarified Butter Ghee is advocated as vehicle for number of medicines in Ayurvedic system. Judicious use of ghee is very good for physical as well as psychological health. Ulcer/ Wounds/ Bums - Application over affected part frequently.Loss of Appetite - With Hing and Jeera powder with food.Memory - Use of ghee everyday in children improves memory.Constipation - 5 ml. ghee put in a cup of warm

milk should be taken with sugar at bed time. Haldi Curcuma longa Linn., Common name : Haridra Diabetes - 10 ml. fresh juice with 10 ml. juice of Amla twice daily.Acne - Application of paste to the effected part twice a day. Use of Haldi with water, milk or cream on face gives glow to the skin & removes unwanted hair if used regularly.Cold - 2 gm. powder with warm milk and sugar twice a day. Decoction of 1 gm. Haldi powder or use of Haldi in herbal tea prevents all allergic problems.Wound/ulcer/skin disease - To be washed with decoction of Haldi & paste of haldi should be applied. Paste made by mixing with Ghee /coconut oil should be applied over affected part.Skin allergy - 1-3 gm. powder should be taken with jaggery twice a day. Hing Ferula narthex Boiss.,        Common name : Hingu Use of hing in daily diet is good for digestion & disorders related to it. Best way is to fry hing in little ghee before use. Abdominal Pain - Stir and dissolve in water and apply on & around umbilicus. Specially in children or infants where there is abdominal distention this is very helpful. 1 gm. Hing fried in ghee with butter milk twice a day.Toothache - Keep fried Hing in carious tooth.Loss of appetite -  A pinch of Hing fried in ghee & a piece of adrak crushed should be taken with butter milk before food. Jayphal Myristica fragrans Houtt., Common name : Jatiphala Diarrhoea in children - A pinch of powder or fruit rubbed on a clean surface with milk or water should be given 3-4 times a day.Irritability - If child is restless & irritable 1-2 pinch of powder given with milk acts as mild sedative. This may be used 3-4 times a day.Black pigmentation - Black pigmentation over the face is common complaint in ladies especially around menopausal age. Jayphal rubbed in milk and applied on such areas is helpful.Abdominal pain - If pain is due to diarrhoea 2 gm. powder with warm water should be taken 4-5 time a day. It reduces the motility of intestine thereby reducing pain. Jeera Cuminum cyminum Linn., Common name : jiraka Indigestion - 3-6 gm. powder of fried Jeera and rock-salt with warm water thrice daily.Diarrhoea/Dysentery - 1-2 gm. powder of fried jeera with 250 ml. butter milk four times daily.Hyper-acidity - 5-10 gm. ghee boiled with jeera should be taken with rice during meals.Skin disease - 1-2 gm. powder of fried jeera with milk twice daily.Cold - Warm decoction of 2 gm. jeera, 5 gm. Dhania, 1 gm. Haldi, 1 gm. Methi powder and little pepper should be taken with honey/ sugar with lemon two to three times.Cough - Either decoction as mentioned above or chewing few grains frequently helps in dry as well as productive cough.

[favoniuscodex]

eye for an ice [ kaeya x reader ]

prompt: “what could have possibly inclined you to fight a regisvine by yourself?” w/ kaeya for my 2.5k follower event! pairing: kaeya x gn!reader warnings: mentions of major and minor injuries, hospitals, use of painkillers. despite these warnings, major fluff. words: ~0.8k words a/n: ignore the pun title just gonna go through the prompt list 1 by 1 now !!! might SLIGHTLY alter the order depending on if multiples of the same character are in a row. VERY strong reader voice in this one and it’s pretty dialogue-heavy near the end.

it doesn’t take a genius to tell that kaeya is mad.

here you are, laying in an infirmary bed in the back of the cathedral, and your wonderfully gorgeous and undeniably hot boyfriend is mad at you. he should be doting over you, like the royalty you are, but instead he’s just seething at you for absolutely no reason whatsoever like the butthead he is. granted, you did kind of hit your head hard, so if there is a genuine reason kaeya should be mad at you, you can’t remember, therefore it doesn’t count, right?

you wiggle your fingers, unable to move your arm far due to some weird hydro sensor barbara had hooked you up to. despite his seething, kaeya petulantly claps his hand over yours before holding it tightly. 

dumb jerkface, looking even sexier when he’s mad at me, you curse your boyfriend quietly to yourself and when he finally looks up from your hand, he glowers at you once more. in a completely appropriate adult response, you stick your tongue out at him. in return, kaeya simply lets out a sigh.

wait. your thoughts still as you realize he isn’t smiling back. how badly did i mes-

“(y/n).” kaeya’s voice is as cold as the ice he uses, your name dropping from his lips like a heavy weight clattering in your mind. ah. your actual name. no sweet endearments for you, like darling or love or sweetheart. just (y/n). maybe you really were in deep shit. if you are in deep shit, at least you have good eye candy.

“what could have possibly inclined you to fight a regisvine by yourself?” kaeya asks, voice stern and filled with admonishment.

man. that tone is hot. you think. hope he doesn’t talk to his subordinates that way because, barbatos, the things i would do to hear that voice all the ti-

“hey.” kaeya’s voice and him waving a hand in front of your face snaps you out of your rather pleasant reverie of kaeya using that voice in other, completely innocuous life events. of course. completely innocuous events only. “i asked a question.”

“sorry,” you giggle. “i was distracted by your uniform, you should change. girls shouldn’t wear outfits like that, they’ll just distract the class.”

kaeya glances down at his uniform, as if somehow forgetting he had the biggest chest window of the entire knights of favonius within his uniform. he sighs before leaning back in his chair, hand falling from yours.

“i don’t know why i thought this would be a productive conversation,” kaeya pinches the bridge of his nose, muttering to himself. “they gave you too many painkillers for you to be coherent.”

“pain? i don’t have any pain. i could fight the world. or that regisvine!” you cry out enthusiastically and finally, finally you see the corner of kaeya’s lips twitch, if only to harden back into his resolved expression. of course he didn’t want to laugh, he was too busy doing his best diluc impression of brooding quietly to himself.

“you couldn’t even fight that regisvine with full motor function,” kaeya breaks the news and you feel utterly devastated. “diluc had to save you.”

you sit in silence for a few moments, staring off into space in confusion. “w... why was diluc at the cryo regisvine?”

for once, kaeya’s composure breaks and he lets out a soft chuckle, amused by such a simple question.

“why is diluc anywhere?” kaeya tosses back gently. you giggle far too much at his teasing tone and flash him a wide-toothed grin as he, after what seemed like eons, drops the ‘waa waa i’m a tough concerned boyfriend’ composure he was so keen on holding.

kaeya’s too sexy to be a bitch for too long, you think to yourself, but upon kaeya bursting out into laughter, you realize you had spoken such words. before the sheer mortification can set in, you decide to change the subject.

“to answer your question,” you respond. “i needed some of those hoarfrost things, i don’t know, the ice things. the seeds from it. got bored of waiting for people and i’m strong as fuuuuck so i decided to fight it myself.”

kaeya looks at you, a toothy grin having settled onto his features. it looks strained, as if he’s forcing it. you finally realize he is as he speaks his next words.

“darling, i love you, but if you do something that dumb again, i’ll fight you myself.”

for some reason, you don’t think he’s bluffing.

#kaeya x reader #genshin impact x reader #kaeya #genshin impact #axia's 2.5k follower event #sorry i messed up the read more at first lol

[retrogalwrites]

Shigaraki x cow girl!reader

Title: “Dark side of the MilkyWay” / see on ao3

summary: You are a hero with a cow quirk, and Shigaraki captures you for himself.

Warnings: noncon, dubcon, kidnapping, dehumanization, humiliation, Incel behavior, Shigaraki being a crusty bastard

Other contents: Lactation, breastfeeding, milking, tiddies, mating press, breeding

words: 1518

The shackles around your wrists that kept your arms above your head were the first thing you noticed after waking up, then the pounding ache all through your body. Your body...the realization that you were naked shook you off that drowsy state into full alert, breasts and pussy completely exposed the the cold air. Panic arose to your heart, fear and despair, all of those ugly emotions which you tried to control at the best of your ability, like you had done so many times before in the face of danger and the unknown. You had to get yourself together if you hoped to escape such a dire situation.

As a sense of calm started to set in, you noticed other things, like the soft bed you were bound to, the darkness of the room that seemed to be practically empty. It took hours before you heard the door click open, and while you were expecting a villain to greet you, you certainly did not expect to see the head of the infamous Leage of Villains.

Shigaraki Tomura himself was grinning down at you as he hurriedly walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Seems like everyone's favorite cow is finally up." He sneered, delighted eyes leering at your bare, heaving breasts and pussy so shamelessly that you were pulling your arms as hard as you could in a useless attempt to break off your shackles. Shigaraki only laughed, one of his hands reaching for your head, roughly grabbing one of your horns and forcing your head down, you made a little mooing sound out of pain.

"Holy shit, you really are basically powerless." Shigaraki cackled, his voice ragged and hoarse. Letting go of your horn, he circled the bed taking in the sight of your naked body, a bulge straining his pants already. "That's right, you are nothing but a cow with massive, lewd tits. Who the hell gave you the genius idea of becoming a hero, huh?"

The pained, fearful expression on your face did not match the bravery in your voice. "That's not true, I help people, that's what matters!" You pulled your arms again, the shackles still held you down without sign of giving out. Shigaraki laughed again, a horrible sound that sent shivers down your spine, tears pricked the corners of your eyes, but you did your best not to let those tears fall.

"That's real funny, honestly. You should be aware that you're only popular because people love cute animal girls with big tits like you. Admit that you're just a joke, you dumb bitch."

His words stung, pierced your heart until it bled, yet you refused to believe him, refused to let him break you down.

"That's not true, I—"

"I'm the same as them though, as soon as I saw you on the news running around in a tight outfit like some fanservice bait, I knew what I wanted to do with you." He completely ignored you, continuing his cruel speech, his face twisted in a expression of pure sadistic lust.

"Make you mine."

Shigaraki was quickly then getting on the bed. You squirmed and raised your leg to try kicking him off, but he caught you by the ankle. Squeezing down the frail joint, he held you with four fingers, fifth digit almost gracing your skin mockingly. You froze, terrified that he was going to turn you into dust, realizing how powerless you indeed were in that moment.

"If I were you, I'd behave like a good girl, and maybe you'll get out of this alive." Dangling hope above your head like that was so cruel. "I know your fat tits are probably way bigger than your brain, but I'm sure even you can understand what I'm saying."

True to that statement, in that instant you almost understood that there was no salvation, and it felt like enlightenment. Your little ears flopped down, broken hearted, a small moo resonated from your throat.

Shigaraki let go of your ankle and, sensing no more resistance from you, the villain was crawling on top of you and crushing you under his weight. The first thing he did then, was to bury his face in between your ample cleavage. You heard him groan against your chest, the tip of his clothed cock rutting against your naked pussy. Shigaraki's hands gropped the soft flesh to squeeze your breasts against the sides of his face, making them jiggle and bounce. You whimpered at the painful stimulation on your sensitive breasts, squirming as your tail swayed around to signal your distress.

Looking up, he growled against your skin. "These slutty tits are so lewd, you should've tried your luck in adult videos instead of playing hero, dumb cow." His breath tickled your skin, it was scorching hot.

"I've always wondered if you got any milk in these jugs." He squeezed your breasts again, a lot harder, that you bit your lip trying not to cry out loud. Your attempt only seemed to amuse the villain.

"Guess I have to find out."

And before you could process the implications, his mouth was already latched to one of your nipples. His lips engulfed the hard nub as he sucked hard, cheeks hollowing like a vacuum around your nipple. You screamed, the stimulation too strong to hold it in anymore, but he wasn't satisfied at all yet. Shigaraki kept sucking, hand massing and squeezing your breasts until you were a whimpering mess and the sweet taste of milk was finally on his tongue.

"Moohhh~!!"

The moans echoed in the room as milk from your tits squirted into Shigaraki's greedy mouth, and he suckled hungrily, drinking up the liquid. You had milked yourself before out of need, when your breasts became too swollen as a side effect of your quirk, but this was the first time someone else had squeezed the milk out of you. It was like your entire body was on fire. A feverish pitch that was making your head spin, the heat soon pooling at your stomach, thighs rubbing together, the wetness that had started leaking out of your hole before you even realized.

When Shigaraki pulled away from your abused nipple, his spit and your milk mixed together as they dribbled down your skin. You felt filthy, but the lewd sight made Shigaraki more excited than ever.

"Fuck, I can't wait anymore." He hissed through his teeth, pulling back to free his aching erection from the tightness of his pants. You couldn't help gawking at the sight of him, thick cock swollen and impossibly hard, supple head almost purple with a bead of white precum smeared on the tip.

"Wait, please..." You shook your head, begging with your eyes and words for a shred of compassion. Of course, you found none. "Please..."

"That's right, keep begging."

Grabbing the back of your knees, Shigaraki pushed your legs against your chest, breasts spilling between them. He positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance before burying his length all the way to the hilt into your pussy.

You screamed, and mooed, the feeling of being so full was something beyond simply good or bad, it was absolutely maddening, like your pussy had been always meant for that purpose.

Your velvety walls sucked him in, squeezed around him as you adjusted to the size and Shigaraki was cussing, barely remembering to hold your legs with only four fingers as he started thrusting in and out you. "Fuck, so tight...shit..." That small crack in his power, and it almost felt like the smallest of victories in a war you had already lost.

Because the better he felt inside you, the harder he thrusted, until the tip of his cock was hitting the entrance of your cervix, making your toes curl and a certain pressure to knot on your stomach, a build up that was threatening to break your mind.

"I'm gonna give you a nice creampie," He laughed, looking down at you with those red, evil eyes. "I'll breed you like the cow you are, so don't waste a single drop!"

You mooed, feeling yourself overwhelmed by your own orgasm that his words barely registered in your brain. More milk squirted from your tits as your pussy clenched down on Shigaraki's cock, choking his dick in a grip so tight like it wanted his seed just as bad.

"Fuck!!"

He was cumming hard into your pussy, cock throbbing as sticky semen poured into your womb in copious amounts, filling you up with his seed until you were completely stuffed with cum.

A sudden beam of light hit you in the face, the door of the room had been open and the smell of smoke and fire filled your nostrils. You were barely conscious to see properly who it was, only caught the glimpse of black hair.

"Don't you know how to knock?"

"Oops, my bad." You heard his voice, dark and hoarse. "I just felt a weird, sudden craving for milk."

"Right, of course you did."

You could almost hear the smirks on their faces.

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[army-author]

things you said in no man’s land | jhs

❝ in the middle of no man’s land, following a brutal battle, you come across the prince of the enemy nation. he’s wounded and weak. you could simply kill him. yet an unspoken feeling stops you from doing so... ❞

➝ pairing: prince hoseok x princess reader

➝ prompt: enemies to lovers

➝ genre: angst; fantasy au

➝ word count: 1.5k

➝ warnings: mentions of war and death; depictions of injury

The fighting is pointless.

In no man’s land, surrounded by a sea of dead bodies on either side, both your men and the men of your enemy, you can clearly see the folly of endless warring. The smell of mud and blood cloys the air, clinging to your nostrils.

Looking around, the horizon is empty, apart from the shapes of dead horses and dead riders. The stragglers of your army have retreated. The opposing side has done the same, returning to the safety of camp, where new strategies will be devised, new recruits will be deployed, and new morales will be invigorated for another grisly battle. The idea makes you nauseous. Your body is exhausted, magic drained from your veins after blasting spells at the opposite side, cruel sparks crackling from your fingers. When you started learning magic, you had wanted to use it to heal and strengthen.  Now you use it for the opposite, your inherent gift weaponised for war.

As the princess of the White Dragons, you were destined to the lead the war when the fraught peace with the Black Lions ended in a flurry of bloody border disputes. You had been trained to fight from a young age, both with the sword and with your magic.

The thought makes you ill. You spit on the mud, where the trickles of water from the last rain shower run red. You know that you should not be standing in no man’s land. Even with the battle over for now, if anyone from the Black Lions were to see you, all it would take is a well aimed crossbow bolt to the head and you’d be gone. Let them, you think. You don’t want to fight any more.

You walk through the mud, searching in the hopes that you’ll spot a survivor you can help back to camp. But the bodies before you are all corpses now.

Then, you spot a shape heaving before you. Someone managed to live after all. But this body is on the wrong side of no man’s land. A Black Lions’ survivor, dragging himself through the dirt. As he gets to shaking feet, you freeze. His dark hair is buffeted off his face by a weak breeze, revealing his features, stained with dried blood, but still recognisable. Jung Hoseok, the Black Lion’s crown prince.

Standing before you is the heir of your enemy, weak and wounded. All it would take is you drawing your sword, and in one swift motion, you could end his life. With their prince defeated, the Black Lions would retreat, giving temporary peace. But for how long? A few months? Then what?

Hoseok turns to you, and recognition flashes in his troubled eyes. Blood trickles down his face from a wide gash on his forehead.

“Well, princess,” he says in a weak voice, raising his hands to you, “It would seem that the gods are on your side today. Here I am, weaponless before you. Kill me if you wish.”

You swallow, drawing your sword from its sheath. He sways in front of you as you walk towards him. You raise your blade. With one clean cut you could chop through his vital arteries, and watch the life drain from him.

- ✽ ✽ ✽ -

Many years before new war, the Black Lions had met at the White Dragons’ palace for peace negotiations. The peace had not lasted long, but those fleeting years are your most fond childhood memories.

When the Black Lions had arrived at the palace, you remember spotting Hoseok for the first time. He had been hiding behind his father. He was only a young child at the time, around the same age as you. Being young and naive, you had not understood the conflict between your families. All you saw him as was a new playmate. So you ran up to him, and stuck out your hand in greeting, before proceeding to ask him if he wanted to play hide and seek with you. He had been hesitant at first, but after his father gave him a nod, Hoseok had followed you, leaving the adults to negotiate over borders.

You had run through the palace, ducking in and out of the many rooms with Hoseok, giggling as you went. You were happy to have a new friend.

When your father had later corrected you, explaining that no heir of the Black Lions could be a friend of yours, you had worked yourself into a flurry of tears, hiding yourself in your room for days. You didn’t understand why the kind boy couldn’t be your friend.

- ✽ ✽ ✽ -

You drop your sword to the ground in front of Hoseok. “I can’t do it,” you tell him.

His eyes search yours, confused.

“I can’t kill someone so defenceless,” you say, “It doesn’t feel right.”

Hoseok grimaces, “You White Dragons, with your self-assured sense of honour...” A groan escapes his lips, as he grasps at his side. You see blood staining his fingers. “Even if you do not kill me now, I don’t believe I have much time left. If you go now, you’re simply leaving me to a worse fate.” At those words he sinks down to the mud with a hiss of pain. Blood is seeping into his cloak, bubbling up from under his chain mail.

Without realising what you are doing, you instinctively kneel down next to him, lifting up his chain mail and his undershirt to expose a gaping wound on his stomach. You hold up your hands to his wound, and begin to murmur the words of a healing incantation.

“What are you doing?” Hoseok’s voice is steeped in confusion.

You ignore him, concentrating on the wound before you, as you knit shattered ribs, correct the flow of blood, and lace skin together again. The incantation drains you of the last of your energy; the damage is almost too much for you to repair. You’re left gasping for air as you finish, leaving an ugly scar on Hoseok’s skin.

“Why?” his dark irises search your own.

“I...” You shake your head, unsure how to explain yourself, “I don't… want to fight any more… I know it’s naive to think in such a way, but I was reminiscing on when you and I were children, and we played hide and seek in the palace. I struggle to see the man that young boy grew into as an enemy… Even though I should.” A sudden sob shudders through you. “I’ve seen too many people die today. I can’t bear to see another.”

You close your eyes, feeling tears stinging your eyelids. You should not be showing this side of yourself to Hoseok of all people. He could simply pick up the sword you dropped, and end you in an instant. Still you keep your eyes shut, lips trembling on unspoken words.

You feel a warmth on your hand, and pry your wet eyes open to see Hoseok’s hand on yours. You glance up to him, seeing a strange expression contorting his face. “I understand,” he murmurs. His thumb rubs a soft circle on your palm.

You stare at him, and he stares back, as if surprised by his own actions.

“I wish we could stop the war,” you tell him, “I know its naive to hope for such things, but I cannot help this feeling.”

Hoseok nods, “At least I know there’s hope for your nation once you ascend to the throne. The White Dragons will have a kind  and just ruler.”

“I know the same will be true of the Black Lions once you become king,” you reply softly.

Hoseok’s grip on your hand grows tighter. You get the sense that he wants to say more, but he keeps his mouth shut. His eyes search your own, his cheeks flushed. You feel a seed of hope root itself inside you. Maybe someday there will be peace between your nations, heralded by a new generation of royals.

Despite knowing that you should quell such feelings, a shiver runs through you when Hoseok offers you a sad smile. You refuse to name the emotion, instead pulling Hoseok to his feet, standing firm in the empty space between enemy camps.

As you part ways, you to the White Dragons, and he to the Black Lions, the stubborn emotion persists in your chest, heavy on your heart. You know it will only become more problematic over time. You try to ignore it, and leave it unnamed.

But it has a name. It’s name is love.

- ✽ ✽ ✽ -

One day, the warring nations will declare peace once more.

On that day, Hoseok will get down on one knee, and ask the kind princess who healed him on the battlefield for her hand in marriage. She’ll say yes.

- THE END -

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[thewheezingwyvern]

Hey hey. I was wondering if I could request a Werewolf! Bakugo x Mage Reader who he convinces to help him through his first heat....and not through magic 😏

dskfsaj; Thank you @ladyshinigami! I hope this is just what you were looking for! Obviously Bakugou is an adult here in addition to being a werewolf.

ℂ𝕣𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖

Werewolf!Bakugou x Mage!Fem!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Heat/ABO, Breeding

The weeks travels had been particularly draining. It seemed like not a thing could go right without a hiccup of some sort. You were supposed to be at the Cordis for your initiation into the upper ranks of mages three days ago. But just about anything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. The two of you had been waylaid in Fractured Pass when a brutal blizzard tore through the mountains, the way forward becoming completely impassable. Diligently you had tried to use your magic to help melt a way through but fire magic had never been your forte. That left you both with little choice but to hole up in a cave and live off your packed rations until the snow had melted enough for passage two days later.

“You have been nothing but a pain in the ass, shitty woman.” Snarled the werewolf over you, your arms pinned above your head. While he was still holding his human form, those eyes had begun to emit a dim glow, one you may not have noticed if the sun hadn’t set. Under normal circumstances you would be worried he was about to shift and go feral, but a certain tell tale bulge pressed against your lower stomach was enough to dispel that worry, “I was supposed to be rid of you.”

His hips rolled, grinding his very erect girth against you, and he subsequently snarled, as if his hips had done that without his permission. When you stared up at him, you noticed his pupils were dilated, swollen to nearly double its normal size. The muscles in his jaw clenched and unclenched as he glared down at you, perspiration dotting his brow in the process. There was a fine tremble in his limbs and he seemed like he was holding something back. Your eyes widened. Maybe his hips HAD moved without his permission.

“You’re in heat, aren’t you?”

“You work that out yourself, dumb ass?” he squeezed your wrists tighter, “If you hadn’t gotten robbed back in that backwater village and I had to go get the other half of the coin, I might have been able to get somewhere else that I could handle it.” Bakugou spat out a vicious snarl, eyes widening as he took in raspy breaths, “Stop fucking moving.”

The length of his cock twitched against your belly at your wriggling, and you stilled almost immediately. But it was too late to calm down the blonde for already the tang of your gathering arousal had hit his nose, causing his mouth to water. Your scent was so perfect, intoxicating and it ensnared his attention so it was focused solely on you. The intensity of his stare had heat flooding your body, pussy quivering at the thought of him railing into you just like this. Despite the bickering the two of you had done the entire journey, he was distressingly attractive and you had many dreams of him coming onto you in the night.

“Then let me go.” You shot back, heart thundering in your chest at the idea of him pinning you down harder.

Bakugou dropped his face down so he his nose was almost touching yours, “No. Help me. Fix it, you caused our delay.”

While he wasn’t exactly wrong, the fact was, you didn’t need much convincing to help him with his little problem. A part of you knew that you should just treat it with magic, you likely had a spell in your personal tome, but that was the furthest idea from  your mind. Throwing all caution to the wind you lifted your head up and pressed your mouth against his. The response was immediate, Bakugou crushed his mouth down onto yours, tongue flooding between your lips to taste as he so wanted. He heaved a low satisfied groan against your lips, making sure to still keep you imprisoned beneath him as he wanted. That kiss lit a fire in both of you and before you could even process what was happening, the werewolf was sitting up and roughly started peeling off his own clothes. Rough enough that you heard the distinct rip of fabric. After settling himself between your legs, those calloused hands groped at your front before ripping open the collar of your tunic. An outraged cry escaped you at the act. You only had one spare for the trip and he ruined it!

“You better replace that!” you squawked at him.

“Shut up.” He shot back but his mouth was split in a wide smirk.

While the air had warmed so that frost couldn’t take hold, it was still cool enough to summon up a fresh wave of goosebumps across your skin. Bakugou watched as your cute nipples pebbled for him before laughing darkly and dipping his head down to taste. The moan you gave was impossibly sweet and he couldn’t wait to have your voice echoing over the rolling hills around you two. He’d been wanting to hear you scream his name since a few days into the journey. The sound of your protests melting away beneath his groping and suckling on one of your sensitive buds had his cock swelling even more. While he wanted to take his time and really explore every inch of you, his heat burned his senses until he was roughly pushing your thighs up to your chest and sinking his swollen length into your dripping want.

“Fuuuuck-!” you whined, teeth sinking into your lower lip.

Your fingers twisted into the plush grass you laid on top of, feeling Bakugou stretch your walls to accommodate his impressive girth. The carnal drive to fuck you and pump you full of his own cum overrode any further coherent thought and his hips were hammering against yours. With every stroke he sheathed himself fully into you, hilted completely and making your walls burn at the intrusion. But it melted away to pleasure rather quickly, sweet friction pulling delicious moans out of your opened mouth. Bakugou, however, was ripping carnal snarls out of his throat, mind growing blank with pure instinctive lust. The animal in him wanted for the next village to hear you cry out his name. Hell he wanted the Cordis to be able to hear your shrieks of pleasure.

“I’m going to pump you so full of my cum,” he grunted out, “You’ll be pregnant before you even make it to that stuffy mage temple.”

“Ah-B-Bakugou!”

“Say it louder. Scream it.” There was a deeper rumble to his voice now, the octave dipped so low and gravelly that he almost sounded like an entirely different person, “Let them hear you!”

You did just as he asked, rocking your own hips up to meet his with every stroke. Fleshy slaps reverberated through the air, carnelian red eyes locked onto that stupid little smoky quartz crystal you wore around your neck. It winked at him, almost tauntingly, reminding him that he COULDN’T take you home with him. Once you two made it to the high house of the mages, that would be the end of your journey. 

So Bakugou did what he only could do: he fucked you harder. 

He railed himself into you so hard that he was certain you’d be bruised later but you didn’t seem to mind. And he certainly didn’t stop when his white hot seed gushed out of his dick, flooding into your warm, quivering pussy. He didn’t pull out and he stayed sheathed inside of you until he was finished cumming. As much as he wanted to think of your belly swollen with one of his pups, he knew that you would have your own magical concoction to prevent that from happening if you didn’t want it. A sneer curled across his mouth at your glazed over expression, pleasure sheathed around you as your pussy quivered.

Bakugou may not be able to take you back with him but he could damn well make sure that you’d never forget him.

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

IN NEED FOR A PRIVATE LESSON

Prompt: Request from the beautiful @banks4life Thank you so much for your request babes ❤️😘

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, exhibitionism (sex in a public place), dirty talk, marking kink (by ejaculation on the mouth).

Tags: @ziasaph , @marlananicole , @akiko-tanaka , @nicolewoo , @saccreigns , @mindofasagittaruis , @reigns-5sos , @auawdo , @lustyromantic , @babydee17 , @yungbludjazz360

Notes: This was such a delightful experience to write. I loved every second of it! Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) You can check them out on my Masterlist. Okay,now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“I’m so excited!” Ember Moon, my best friend, happily clapped her hands

“Yeah, I can see that” I chuckled

“But who wouldn’t, though? We are going to have Roman Reigns himself teach us new moves! Who wouldn’t scream at that?” Ember asked

I try to hide my blush when I remind of all the times I screamed his name while coming on my vibrator at a random hotel room.

“I would” I mumbled softly

“I heard he’s an incredible guy. Plus he’s really hot too, so” Ember shrugged

“I’ll have to agree with that”

“You have the major crush on him Y/N. How are YOU feeling about all of this?” She asked as we warm up

“Honestly? I tried to call in sick today but you know I’m a terrible liar, so I didn’t succeeded”

Ember laughed “Why would you do that?”

“Because I masturbate every damn night thinking about him! Can you imagine how embarrassing it would be to actually have to stare at him for God knows how many hours while last night plays in my head?” I crook an eyebrow at her, but Ember’s shocked face was unexpected to me.

“What, Ember? C’mon you KNOW I do that, don’t give me that shocked face. Fuck, I’m surprised my vibrator hasn’t broke yet, counting the amount of times I use it and think of Rom-“

Ember quickly covered my mouth with her hand and turned me around so I could see the most devastating scene of my life.

Roman Reigns stood behind me, with a cocky look on his face and a sinful smirk placed on his lips.

“Hello ladies” He greeted

“Hi” Ember answered, but I couldn’t even speak from embarrassment

“Hi, Y/N” His voice dropped, becoming deeper

I just nodded

“You have 5 minutes before we get started ladies” He winks, making his way to the ring.

“Oh God, I wanna die” I whispered-screamed

“Y/N-“

“Why didn’t you told me he was right behind me, Ember?” I angrily asked

“I tried, but you didn’t got the hint” She begins to laugh

“Goddamn it...You should’ve punched me in the face! It would be less embarrassing”

“Oh please, Y/N. Don’t be so dramatic, you’re an adult woman and he’s an adult man, I’m pretty sure he knows all about the human body needs at this point. And by the looks of it, he quite enjoyed listening to you” She winked

“Oh shut up” I push her away when she tried to hug me.

......................................................................

“Ok guys, that’s it. Two more moves and we’ll wrap it up” Roman said

After 10 minutes, everybody got cleared to go back to the hotel.

“Aren’t you coming?” Ember asked

“Nah, I feel like my moves are not that good so I’m gonna stay and practice some more”

“Are you sure, Y/N? I mean, you’re gonna be here all by yourself”

I rolled my eyes “I’ll be fine, Ember. Trust me”

“Okay, but if you need anything give me a heads up”

“Yes ma’am” I smiled at her

......................................................................

Fifty minutes have now passed, I can’t seem to get these moves correctly and I’m becoming more and more frustrated by the minute.

“FUCK ME!” I screamed in rage as I slap one of the ropes

“I beg your pardon?” His voice asked from behind me

*Oh great, he’s still here! Jesus, can this day get any more embarrassing?*

“Roman, sorry I- I wasn’t talking to you” I tried to apologize

“Unfortunately” He said, stepping closer to the ring

“What? I don’t understand”

“I said unfortunately” He’s now inside the ring

“Why, unfortunately?”

“Because for a minute there, I thought you were asking me to fuck you” Roman smirked

“Oh” I gasped

“What’s wrong? Having some trouble?” He asked, placing his duffel bag on the corner of the ring

“Yeah, it’s just.. I feel like I’m doing something wrong but I don’t know what it is” I answered in defeat

“Show me how you’re doing it”

“No, it’s fine really. I don’t want to hold you back, I’m sure I can figure it out wh-“

“Y/N! Just do what I say” Roman command and I oblige, showing him exactly what I was doing for the past 1 hour.

“See? It doesn’t look like how you showed” I sighed

“It’s because you’re doing a few things wrong, come here”

I stand by his side and he shook his head, motioning for me to stand in front of him, with my back facing him.

“Ok, so here’s your problem” He places both hands on my hips, pulling me towards him.

“You need to let your hips loose, they’re to stiff” Roman’s hands squeeze my hips and glued them to his crotch.

“Like this” He whispered on my ear and made my hips circle around his crotch

“Can you feel it?” He asked, clearly talking about his hard on

I nodded, enjoying the feeling of his hard cock against my ass

“This is your fault” Roman nibbles my ear lightly “You did this to me” He pressed one hand on my lower belly, so I could get even more close to him. Roman stopped my hips, holding them still so he could grind against my ass.

“You, your dirty mouth and perfect ass, did this to my cock” He growled

My head was buzzing with excitement. Was this really happening? I’ve wanted this for so long that I felt like I was dreaming.

“Tell me, Y/N, do you really touch yourself thinking about me?”

“Yes” I panted

“Hmmm, tell daddy exactly what you think of, baby” He pinched my nipples through my t-shirt

“I-I think about daddy’s cock claiming me, fucking me hard and merciless until I can’t control my body anymore. Until I can’t stop coming around daddy’s dick” I moaned

Roman growls on my ear as his hand sink down the waist band of my leggings, reaching my mound. He devour the nape of my neck while two fingers slide through my folds, spreading my wetness.

“You’re soaking, baby” He murmured, sliding two fingers in “And so, so tight..You’re gonna feel amazing around me”

“Daddy, please” I beg when he reached my clit

Roman laid me down on the ring, quickly yanking my leggings and panties down, followed by my t-shirt, sports bra and his own clothes.

He slowly slides inside of me, once he’s buried deep, he locked his arms underneath my knees so my legs could be as spread as he wanted them to be.

And fuck, was he thick!

“Daddy” I whined, in a bittersweet tone of pleasure and pain

“Shhhh baby, it’s ok. You’re going to get used to it before you know it”

Roman’s lips were sweet as he kissed me to take my focus away from his thickness.

Slowly he begins to move, the friction is so heavenly it makes me even more wet.

“How could you possibly get wetter? Fuck, Y/N” Roman moaned, looking down to where our bodies met “Such a good pussy” He whispered to himself

“Daddy, fuck me harder”

“Harder?” He asked amused and I nodded “Who would have thought that this angel’s face is such a dirty girl” He smirked, turning up the pace. But for me, still wasn’t enough

“Harder” I pleaded

“Fuck, you’re amazing” He cackled, setting a furious pace

“Yes, daddy. Just like that” I moaned loudly

With each hard thrust I felt him hitting my g-spot. With every pump in, I moan louder.

“You’re gonna come for daddy, baby? I can feel you getting tighter”

I can only nod in agreement

“Come baby, come on daddy’s cock”

And so I do. Coating his length with my juices. When I’m down from my high, Roman knelt and quickly pulls off saying

“Tell daddy to feed you his cum, baby”

I place myself in all fours “Please daddy, feed me your cum” I repeat the same words he said, opening my mouth for him and savoring the taste of his seed upon my tongue before swallowing it.

Roman collapse into the ring, pulling me down with him.

“Thank you for the private lesson, professor” I teased

“My pleasure, baby” He chuckled “What you’re gonna do later?”

“Nothing, besides going back to the hotel, taking a shower and watch some movies. Why?” I asked and Roman hovered over me

“In that case, what do you say about learning some new moves back at the hotel?” He nibs my lower lip

“Hmmmm, I think I could some new techniques” I smiled

Already thinking about all of the dirty things that man would do to me

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[oh-for-fic-sake]

A Witcher's Pack Chapter One

Masterlist

Chapter Two

Warning: Adult situations +18 SMUT, Breeding Kink, A/B/O

A/n This is the brainchild of me and @havenoffandoms who helped me a lot with suggestions that I hadn't even thought of xx this will be a short chaptered fic hope you enjoy

Geralt finds his omega and Jaskier helps.

A Witcher's Pack Chapter One

You sighed watching the younger children running playing, weaving in and out of the sparse stalls in the village market. You sighed wistfully as they played chase, not a care in to world. You was jealous. You had that at some point, a reason to laugh, smile and play. You hand tightened on the basket as you were spotted by one of the mothers she was glaring at you. A beta. Most people here were betas there was only two alphas in the village. One an old waif of a man long past his prime and the other a young teen who had only just presented now that puberty had hit him and it had hit him like a brick wall, you smirked as you recalled the mouthy little shits wails as his senses were overloaded and had caused him to erupted in the most unsightly of ways.

You smiled as you remember him kicking, screaming and groaning, how he could be an alpha was beyond you ,he was a well known mamas boy even now at eighteen he hid behind her skirts. Your bet was on black magic Alphas presented at puberty he was eighteen summers old. But of course his presentation was a good omen and there was a celebration over it. You sneered 'yes it was fine for them'. You hissed in your mind as you strode across the market picking up vegetables for the week. Quickly taking your share you turned leaving the market without a second glance heading through the gates, the village didn't need a wall but apparently you was a threat. you almost felt honored they had been so wary of you they built a wall to keep you out. How thoughtful. You quickly walked to the old granary shack it was tiny but you'd been condemned to on the outside of the village. We wouldn't want the omega to seduce the villagers with her evil sinful ways now would we?.

You cringed remembering that day. You was eleven. Playing with the other children much like the ones in the market today and you began to feel unwell. The bakers son sven who you was sweet on, walked you home. That night you got the shivers your mother tried to help but the fever persisted and got progressively worse. By dawn you was moved to the healers cottage. You remembered how every breath was agony, the air was freezing in your heated lungs you truly thought you was dying as each breath was a struggle. Sitting by the fire you could still feel the pain, reliving it your bones ached and your head felt fuzzy then it happened it felt like you had been drowning your whole life everything muted and suddenly you was above the water hearing, smelling, seeing for the very first time. Terrified the village was convinced at first it was a curse, or maybe they hoped it was. You never really found out all you knew was that after the awakening came the cramps and your first bleed. The pain that sealed your fate was agonizing and nothing soothed it. You was an omega, it was a daunting realization. Omegas are a commodity around these parts either sold to an alpha to produce more alphas or sent to whore houses, but our village didn't have either and you had presented young a whore house probably wouldn't pay much, you didn't have tits yet.

The next option was killing you, an honor killing they said before you could disgrace your family with your depraved instincts. Your mother was against it, she was torn an omega was a bad omen believed to only present just before a disaster that would kill many the thought being the omega would repopulate and replace those lost and on the other hand you was her little girl, her youngest, miracle child who was born without breath yet somehow managed a cry after being declared dead. So at her insistence you was banished from the village, you could enter for commerce but nothing else, they couldn't risk you tainting them anymore then you had. you cringed as a cold wind swept through the shack planks were missing from the side and your hearth consisted of a small pit in the center of the space with rocks haphazardly strewn in a circle to try and avoid the place burning to the ground, a rug was your bed with a thread bare blanket for comfort. you survived on vegetables and berries, no one in town would sell you weapons for hunting they refused to waste the meat on you that was for there own.

Not you.

Luckily you had managed to dig through the soil with your hands and plant some of the seeds you had carefully picked from the food you was allowed to have.  you watched as the sun began to fall below the walls casting a red glow above them. You wanted them to burn. It may be bad but you didnt care. Three days was all it took for you to become an animal to them. A child they had watched grow and flourish, was cast out without a second thought. You sighed poking at the fire adding a some tinder and curled up before the fire trying to preserve as much body heat as you could.

"Geralt are you sure this is the place? it looks to- well its not exactly high brow is it? i though witches like fancy places not back water villages" for once Jaskier wasn't spouting nonsense.

Geralt sighed looking up to the sky. it'd be snowing soon, he really should turn around and make his way back to Kaer Morhen for the winter. He glanced down from roach at the bard who was still trailing behind him. he found himself doing that more and more recently, checking the beta making sure he was still there. looking forward again as he contemplated what exactly that meant, witchers didn't have packs. Or at least they weren't supposed to but Geralt had found himself classing Jaskier as pack and now couldn't help but look out for the weaker male wanting him to remain close. he shook his head irritated tho he was a witcher he was also an alpha and that was something the mutations couldn't take. But it wasn't all bad he summarized, he didn't endure ruts and didn't fall prey to heats like other alphas that's not to say he didn't find omegas appealing, they were a good fuck responsive and fed his ego, called him alpha and let him do as he pleased well until they realized he couldn't knot them then things changed very quickly. They went from wanton bitches to spitting hellcats so fast that even he couldn't keep up. He glanced forward sitting straighter seeing their destination peak over the long stretch of tundra.

A village that had rumors off a witch casting dark magic across the village or that's what he had been told when he was asked to come, normally witches struck places that held valuable artifacts or rarities. The meager defenses of wooden stake walls and simple slat gate that he could probably scale with roach didn't suggest there was anything here of value.

"I'm sure bard, lets get this over. Its probably just a widow and nasty break out of fever" he grunted already thinking this as a waste. But the coin was good and if it meant he just had to place some protection runes to give them piece of mind he'd be a fool to pass it up. He began feeling funny as he closed in on the village noticing something off as small barely standing shack sat outside of the makeshift walls. A scent it was pleasant, very pleasant it didn't burn his nose like most did now. Rosemary, mint and something else he couldn't put a name to. It wasn't thick like most. Many scents felt thick and muggy to Geralt's witcher senses but this was free and wafting. He took a deep breath enjoying the scent more and more as he approached the shack wary it was different, too different from anything he had ever smelt ,even Jaskier seem to be inhaling deeper.

"What is that? oh it smells divine" he said without thinking the bard followed the scent. Geralt swore getting down from roach following the beta that was probably about to be caught up in some form of trouble. They both followed the scent until arriving at the door to the shack. He peered in. His heart stopped as the scent washed over him making him growl low. he took a dominant pose squaring his shoulders. Omega. But what the fuck was she doing out here?! she should be inside the walls not sleeping out her almost freezing to death!. He wasn't sure just where this immediate protectiveness came from but he was ready to slit the throats of who ever had allowed or forced the young female out here.

"Oh an omega." Jaskier said sadly almost sympathetically, he wasn't angry . Why wasn't he angry?. He should be omegas were rare. Rarer now then ever as attitudes had changed. But that was just it attitudes had changed. Omegas were no longer cherished as they should be, as they had been when Geralt was younger. the reality was that She was most likely abandoned. Geralt felt his rage shaking him to the core as he peered over the tiny malnourished omega she shivered in her sleep pulling her knees to her chest. His gaze took in the room. This was not a nest. No comforts for her, Nothing soft for her to sink into. Nothing to defend herself in her heats. Not even a proper fucking hearth. 'I will make her a nest. She will be safe'. He was disturbed by just how his thoughts turned he had never had this reaction to an omega before even when they were in the depths of heat pining fora male.  Jaskier moved to her side about to stroke her face. With no control over it Geralt snarled and snapped at him fangs dropping.

"No!! OFF!MINE!" Jaskier slipped back nearly toppling over unprepared for the out burst as Geralt lunged forward at him. His .His omega. He heaved deep breaths watching Jaskier with predatory eyes. He was challenging him for the female. Jaskier shaking and completely frazzled only just managed to present his throat to the feral witcher, surrendering to his alpha. That seemed to pacify him as Geralt swung his cloak off draping it across the female smiling as she snuggled into it and her shivers ceased. he sat down heavy beside her casting axi on the dying fire bring new life and a burst of heat. after a few moments Jaskier slowly made his way to him and sat cautiously.  

"G-Geralt what was that? is- you called her yours... I thought witchers didn't you know?" he was hesitant with his question. Geralt cast him a fleeting glance.

"We don't... Well not normally... Honestly we aren't taught about it just told that we are impotent and wont have ruts... But I suppose it could be like all mutations, they are all expected to do certain things but all mutations have varying results and mine are different anyway." he looked down at the content female by his side. His omega. Thats what his lesser had called her. And it wasn't a lack of judgment either. Once the words left him it had clicked , A soulmate just for him, A scent tailored to for him. That would be why she didn't smell like any other. A mate. A pack. He lifted a finger to her slowly running a knuckle across her slim cheek. She would never go hungry or cold again. Now that he found her he wouldn't let her go.

"Bed down for the night we will talk to the master of the village tomorrow." Jaskier nodded uneasy going to roach to retrieve the bed rolls.

You whimpered coming to you was warm. Oh my god yes. You groaned melting into the warmth that encased you feeling a large heavy fabric like a huge warm hug. And the fire before you was roaring hot on your face and the scent of meat filled the space. You wiggled a little pressing your face into the hot firm cushion below , must be a dream. You flinched as other scents followed two. Male. Both intoxicating one of herbs and something tangy and addictive the other was musky and sandalwood-no oak like an aged whisky barrel deep masculine and alpha. You tensed as you came to then frowned warm? no that's not right and the fire? that dies every night something was seriously wrong, you squeezed your eyes tight whimpering dreading opening your eyes in case you found yourself sold to a whore house. You fears grew when you felt a huge hand scratch your scalp lightly

"sshh its ok don't worry I've got you now" you opened your eyes there was a male in front of you sleeping soundly on a bed roll he was a beta you- you just knew soft kind features he looked healthy and you bet he had a glow when awake he was resting peacefully. So the one stroking your hair must have been the alpha. You gulped taking in your surroundings you was in your home still. They had broke in. You shivered getting hot ,sweat beaded across you as the scents swirled around you in a delicious overwhelming mix. Effecting you like a sorceress potion. You panted panicking lifting your hands to the hand in your hair pulling expecting resistance but instead he let you remove his hand.

He sighed shushing you again a deep voice that vibrated through you. A large warm hand landed on your shoulder rolling you to your back. It was then you realized that he was sitting cross legged you'd been using his thigh as a pillow. You looked up gasping as you met two amber irises long silver hair fell framing his angular face slight stubble donned his face making him even more handsome. You wanted to panic. Should have panicked but you instead had this overwhelming urge to bury yourself into his chest. To drink in as much of his scent as you could. You whined crying softly as the heat that had begun to race through your body became a scorching fire. Torrents of boiling and uncontrollable lust flooded your body leaking onto your skirts. This mus be it. The disgusting shameful desires of omegas you was spat at for. You'd had heats but never this way. It was coming fast and merciless, you watched as the alphas nostrils flared  he released a slow breath.

"No wh-what hahahah i cant - What have you done!?" you panicked as your body was bending to his will and you didnt understand why. had the village done this? sent him to seduce you? or have they done what they always threatened and sold you to an alpha?. you cried out thrashing hitting him.

"no wh-what hahahah I cant Wha-what have you done!?" you panicked as your body was bending to his will and you didn't understand why. Had the village done this? sent him to seduce you? or have they done what they always threatened and sold you to an alpha?. You cried out thrashing hitting him.

He wouldn't allow you of his lap instead lifting you into it. Your bottom on the floor knees bent over one leg back resting on the other.

"Its ok.....Its ok omega... I'm your mate, your true alpha your body is responding  it want's to mate... wants to bond" your cries must have woke the other male as you both looked to a new voice.

"Ge-GERALT! What are you doing to the poor thing?!?" he called moving to remove you from him. The alpha, Grealt growled as he went to touch you.

"Fuck off Jaskier I'm trying to help her, I've sent her into a proper heat!" Jaskier stopped scenting the air before going pink embarrassed.

"Well she looks terrified! you should explain to her, i doubt they teach omegas here especially considering she is out here not in there" Jaskier gave a small smile.

"Do you know what you are love? Whats happening?" you nodded then shook your head sobbing yelping as another cramp, worse this time longer tighter and lower.

"I'm a harlot, bad" was all you could get out as you fell into your more basic state not capable of coherent thought. Geralt growled at that then crowded you holding you close wanting to sooth you.

"No...No your not bad.... Your good such a goood girl... It hurts I can make it stop...Please let me make it stop it will keep getting worse until I do please..." he kissed your face cradling you into him his need to help his mate was almost to much but he would not touch you if you refused him. Unlike other males he did not use instincts as an excuse for such things. Jaskier watched unsure of what to do, he didn't doubt his alpha for a second but this female was young uninformed she was fragile and frightened and he suspected that she didn't know much about what she was or what was to come. She cried grasping at Geralt

"H-how?... I-help please make it stop its bad..... Really bad" you pleaded weakly with him. unable to move as your body quivered in pain as it felt like one continuous cramp. The alpha called his beta over ordering him to help rid of her clothes, he would stay and help. Jaskier gaped, alpha's generally didn't let anyone else near omegas in heat but it would seem his alpha was different on many levels. Quickly recovering you felt hands pulling and tugging the sticky dress from your body discarding it quickly you created as your slick made your cooled your heated skin you felt dirty, shameful. Wailing trying to cover yourself from them as Geralt quickly striped himself cock relieved as it sprung up tall and proud. He wont waste time pushing Jaskier before her as he moved her into position she was to far gone to try and protest as she was bent over on hands and knees then GeraLt pressed between her shoulders angling her for him. He wont bite not today. No he would get her threw this and then when she was back down to earth he would talk to her. Or at least that is the plan.

"Jaskier help her stay calm and still." he ground out watching with bright eyes as Jaskier crouched by you head letting you reach out to him clutching as his hands scared not sure what was happening as Geralt poised himself then quickly drove forward sheathing enough to quickly break threw the barrier that he knew was just inside wanting it out of the way as soon as possible.

"AAAHH! NO I-STOP!" you scrambled tying to dislodge him constricting your walls to push him out whimpering as he held firm holding the same position, his hot calloused hands cupped your waist holding you still not allowing you to move an inch from him when you bucked forward and he followed. You leaned so far that your knee slipped and Geralt had to catch it before you fell ripping him out of you. He growled

"Jaskier fucking help her!" he grunted still tucking his chin to his chest trying desperately to refrain from moving for your sake the worst was over. The beta quickly cupped your face wiping the tears away reassuring your quaking form.

"shh shh its ok the worst is over now... good girl I know he's a grump isn't he but its fine...... so good" he winced as you cried pitifully he knew you would be soothed in a moment but it was gut wrenching for him to endure try and temper your cries. Slowly Geralt began pushing forward dragging you back on him impaling you as gently as he could. You keened as you stretched to accommodate his lust, so full and taught almost felt as if you was tearing apart at the seams. Grunting lightly as your passage rippled across him he groaned moving a hand across your back rubbing soothingly.

"Yes that's it relax...... OH FUCK.. Yes that's it so precious..... See it feels better now doesn't it? all that fuss you made" you tried nodding it did feel better almost as if you'd applied a healing balm to your insides. You moaned digging your nails into Jaskier's hands. panting as Geralt's hips finally pressed into yours his balls resting on your little bud making you squeak and try to rub back against him trying to grind up into the light taps they delivered.

"Ha-oh is that it?... You like that?.......All you needed?.... Good girl all there now" his praise made you glow  he rocked slowly , just enough to reward you with soft pats from his balls against your clit. You gasped trying to buck against him.

"AH! Please-Alpha PLease I want!" you panted forcing the words

"Oh I know what you want... you want to be bred like the good little bitch you are" his words were filthy derogatory and perfect, Jaskier watched wide eyed as Geralt placed a hand below you rolling the pad his finger against your erect bud . Gulping Jaskeir closed his eyes, face on the rug beside you drinking in your moans and pants that went straight to his own cock, he moaned softly a hand sneaking to his bottoms cupping and rubbing, smoothing his digits around the engorged flesh. His eyes popped open glazed and hazy as you moved a hand to his crotch slim and dainty holding him through the fabric. You cried out as Geralt withdrew and pushed back forcing your body to give way to him.

"Don't you .....omega you want to be bred? full and round..... your so fucking ready for pups aren't you?" he grunted as his pace quickly escalated as he lost himself faster than he ever had. His own words revealing his own darkest desire. A pup of his own. Watching his mate swell with proof of there coupling. Yes. He closed his eyes relishing in the impossible image. You screeched holding Jaskier's thigh moaning and crying your pleasure all the way. Your walls fought him at every plunge of his hard flesh, resisting his punishing deep thrusts as he kissed at your cervix yet at the same time clutching at him trying to take as much as it could, muscles trying to capture him properly as nature intended but at the same time clenching to push him out. It was cruel and delicious  Jaskier couldn't help it you look to appetizing he leaned down licking into your open mouth coaxing your hand down into his bottoms you clutched him underneath his palm as he began making you stroke him in fast even strokes he groaned loud a beautiful high sound that, to Geralt was much better then his singing. Grunting, Geralt's fingers pried and pinched your clit and flicked the tip of the swollen bud that peaked from between his tight fingers you screamed squeezing Jaskier he faltered as your hand was ripped off him. Geralt was powerless as his fantasy became to much of a temptation making a snap decision, as he saw Jaskier on the floor beside you crying and panting himself trying to fuck into your hand faster and harder.

"Jaskier here now!" Geralt couldn't stop he needed it. Needed to see it, to feel the kick of pups in the telltale bump of his omega. He longed for the soft heart beat's he had heard enviously in the past. He relished in the glow that all omegas had when full with a litter. He wanted that happiness for his omega. He would give that to her one way or another. Jaskier was confused but obey rounding the rutting couple unsteady. He was caught off guard as Geralt pulled him to rest his forehead to his still pulling and pushing into the small wailing female. The alpha kissed him not deep or lewd a chaste kiss and pulled back holding the smaller male's gaze.

"wh-what? I cant do that?" Geralt growled as he felt his end coming trying to fight it until this was sorted.

"YOU! have a cock don't you?!? do it bard SHE needs it!" you moaned not hearing much of anything as you tucked your hands beneath yourself rocking quicker and quicker chasing something needing more.

"PLEAASE! please pleaspleas I-I dont know wha-I need please alpha!!" you brawled scratching and digging at the rug. Jaskier looked between you and his alpha the desperation that you both leaked was to much, he bit his lip then nodded. Relieved Geralt finally let loose roaring his release spraying his useless load into you the force hitting your cervix grunting low as you came at the sensation, howling into the floor below. panting Geralt sat back on his heels grabbing Jaskier by the scruff sitting his ass on his thighs ignoring the bards protests as he shucked his trousers down and gripped his cock using his scruff to raise him into position

"I-I cant do it-ger-GERALT!" he shouted gasping as geralt lined him up with your entrance the witcher thrust his pelvis forward forcing the beta into your quivering heat. You squealed as your sensitive walls caressed a new cock, although not as large it was still an addictive feeling you lowered back down pressing your chest to your makeshift bed pebbled nipples rubbing skimming the rough fabric as they swayed with each rock of your body.

"AH-OOHH! please yesyesyes... please fill me!" you withered below the new male as Geralt was on his knees behind Jaskier still holding the bard by his neck.

"Don't worry love..... You'll be full soon enough...Well you better be..." Geralt threatened as Jaskier took over holding you and rocked into you grunting quietly trying so hard not to think of the alpha watching as his cock disappeared into you. You cried as you felt a familiar hand return to play with your tender clit your body spasmed violently finding a second release with a loud high pitched cry. Geralt held Jaskier up not allowing him the chance to bite a mark into you at the same time he ground his pelvis to the his ass pining him still and deep as your twitching passage milked him with a loud series of grunts he came into you not as powerfully as Geralt but still spurting pleasantly tickling your insides.

"Jaskier deeper- I want her bred" Geralt stated noticing that as the bard finished he had arched removing an inch of so as he did. Sighing as Jaskier was to lost moaning and rocking he rolled his eyes at the beta. Omegas were the best fucks and this was most likely the last time he would fuck you he would want to make the most on of it. Geralt hooked an arm below your hips tugging you back you cried as you was forced still and tight against them. Jaskier still leaking small streams of cum this time you felt it at your true opening wetting and burning as his seed trickled past it. you cried.

"oh-OH fuck its- done yes fuck I-hot its hot" you babbled trying to raise up stopping as you heard a growl

"No stay there let it keep going... Good girl.... I'm so proud.... Cant wait to see you round with them....Fuck yes you'll be so good" Jaskier stayed still awkwardly clamped between the tow of you. Amazingly enough feeling like the third wheel even if it was him pumping you full. geralt slid back patting jaskiers rump

"Stay... I'll be back" then left Jaskier blinked smoothing his hand across your back.

"you ok down there?" you nodded sleepy folding your hands below your head content and ready for sleep. Geralt returned carrying a pack then dragged the bard off you dropping to the floor  legs spread placing you between them his inner thigh against your pussy pressing tight trapping everything inside you leaning you back cradling you he tugged a black shirt of his from the pack sliding it across your arms and buttoning it up. Jaskier sighed pulling up his trousers

"dont bother with them you'll need to give her another load soon." Jaskier sputtered

"I'm sorry? what?"

"Beta or not if your going to breed my omega you'll breed her like an alpha, now drop em" Geralt said seriously as he reached over to the almost forgotton meat tearing small chunks bringing it to your lips. You took the bites happily still lost in your haze.

"I'm sorry Geralt I'm not an alpha I cant just pop one off on demand"

"Not with that attitude you wont, sit eat your going to need it breeding is serious business" the bard was speechless then huffed throwing the trousers to the floor he wasn't going to win so whats the use, taking a seat by you both helping himself to the meat deciding that he should fuel up if this was going to last for a whole heat. Secretly excited about the prospects of the new addition to the small pack and pups.

You sat there thrilled some primal part of you understanding that your alpha was tending to you, Feeding and providing for you and had called the other pack member to eat with you. You took several bites before turning away from his hand. He tutted.

"No you need your strength, come on open up we need you big and strong for the pups." you contemplated the words agreeing as you let him continue to feed you. Jaskier just stared watching Geralt drop all walls for the first time. He looked happy. Truely happy. There was a slight worry for the future but he brushed it away choosing to bask in the glow of the newly formed couple.

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The Greenhouse Effect | ksj

♦️ Genre: smut x fluff x established relationship ♦️ Rating: 18+ ♦️ Word Count: 2.3k ♦️ Pairing: exoticflorist!jin x reader (who is a soft dom) ♦️ Warnings: cunnilingus, masturbation, unprotected sex, creampie, exhibitionism (kinda) ♦️ Summary: The greenhouses he lovingly tends are an escape to you; soothing your anxious mind with its humid atmosphere and floral fragrances. But today, you’re traversing its green pathways looking for the creator of your escape. There’s something just a little extra that you need.  ♦️ Author’s Note: I’ll admit that this isn’t my finest work, but this is me dragging my ass out of a depressive episode to bring you guys a little something. Yes, I know the title has nothing to do with the actual story, I just liked the play on words :) 

The world around you was an explosion of color. The air was wet and sticky, but not in a way that displeased you. It almost felt healing to be in the greenhouse when the timed sprinklers came on. You knew its schedule and on days that your mind felt the most addled, you sulked over to the clear, glass building and welcomed the heat against your skin. A large Banrai Red Curcuma sat to your right and you ran your finger over its waxy leaves and almost as smooth petals. Of course, you didn’t know anything about these flowers; you only knew because of the clearly labeled sign complete with a picture. These exotic flowers were not a passion of yours, but someone else’s. You appreciated them for how delicate they were and the outward beauty that only nature could create.

Soft gravel crunched beneath your feet as you traversed the overgrown path. He didn’t cut anything back. Most customers liked having the full foliage of the plant they were buying and that’s why his nursery was one of the more popular in the region. The soft mist of water still fell around you. You could practically feel your hair growing with the differing humidity you stepped into. Stopping for a second you closed your eyes, face towards the ceiling, and concentrated on the feeling of the soft water against your skin. The system gave off a soft, familiar hum that lulled your thoughts to a standstill. The quiet whisper of water leaving the pipes soothed the painful spot in your chest. Then you heard the telltale click as the system was about to shut off. All at once you were blanketed in silence as the water shut off. You were left with the quiet fall of the remaining water as it drifted almost silently down and landed amongst the mostly green foliage with its splashes of pink, red, and gold. Water dripped quietly in soft puddles. You took another deep breath before opening your eyes again. The anxious feeling in your chest was gone.

You walked further inside. There was a door you were trying to reach. Your clothes were already wet, so you didn’t bother to avoid the falling water droplets as they slid from overhanging leaves and flowers. The next greenhouse would have a much different setting than this one. This one also had a keypad to get inside.

You keyed the code in without looking. You looked over your shoulder as you always did just in case. Not that anyone would be around right now. The door lock clicked up and you pushed it inwards.

This was not the greenhouse you wandered through when you wanted to relax. You mostly avoided this one, not that you were afraid, you just didn’t want to accidentally mess with any of his things. This was his private collection.

“Poisonous plants?” you had asked when he brought it up.

“What? It’ll be fun.” His smile had been so wide that day that you couldn’t argue.

Three years later and his greenhouse of deadly foliage was packed with so many different kinds.  The rosary pea was on either side of the entrance door, its beautiful seeds begging you pick them off. A single seed could kill an adult human. Wolfsbane, with even a touch, could leave your skin tingling and numb. His Devils and Angels plant looked whimsical, as if it should be inside of Willy Wonka’s factory, but you knew that every part could trigger an allergic reaction that included skin, mouth, and throat irritation.

He had to be here somewhere. You wandered the narrow pathways in the expansive greenhouse, passing a planter box that was at least five feet long, filled with deadly nightshade.

You saw his back first. You could spot those shoulders from some distance. He looked to be tending his odollam tree.

“Jin?” you called out, weaving in and out of plants even though you could see him clearly straight ahead.

He turned and a smile spread across his face as he saw you. He gestured towards you as you approached as if he wanted to hug you but clearly couldn’t. You reached for his gloved hand and he quickly drew it back.

“Nope. I just came from messing with some marsh marigold and you might get blisters.”

“Then take them off,” you said evenly.

You saw his mood shift. He stood a little straighter as his hands fell to his sides.

“Here?” The question had nothing to do with the gloves. You knew what he meant, though.

One corner of your mouth quirked upwards. He swallowed hard and slowly, carefully pulled the gloves off, using a cloth to pull off the second. He laid them, one atop the other, on a small shelf that held several mister bottles. You heard the whir of the sprinkler system in the adjacent greenhouse as it came to life again. Other parts of you were drenched besides your shirt and pants. The moment he had turned around, you could only think of his lips.

You heard his shuddering breath as his hands fell to his sides once more.

“Anything else on you poisonous?” you asked as you twirled your finger at his long apron.

He seemed to have forgotten as he quickly untied it and laid it close to the gloves. The heavy, humid air hung between the two of you. He swallowed thickly.

Your hand was still extended from your previous gesture, so you stuck your pointer finger straight out, making a fist with the rest. You saw his eyes move to your finger and then you pointed straight down. He knew what you meant as he grabbed the hem of the apron he had just tossed and laid it, bunched up, in the gravel at your feet. He dropped to his knees onto the soft fabric. You didn’t need to say anything as his fingers slowly undid the button on your pants and he pulled the zipper down. You ran your fingers through his hair lovingly as he as he slid the denim down your hips. He licked his lips as he exposed the thin lace of your panties. His large hands smoothed their way back up your hips as he looked up at you. His eyes shone in the hazy light that came in through the opaque glass of the greenhouse walls. You ran your thumb over his nose and then down his lips before you pressed your thumb into his mouth. He moaned as you pushed against his tongue. He wrapped his lips around your thumb and sucked lightly. He seemed to bristle with joy at your sharp intake of breath. Quickly, you pulled your thumb from his mouth and wiped the spit down his chin.

“Take it out,” you demanded.

He seemed stunned for a moment, processing the order. You cocked your eyebrow as you waited and you watched as something clicked in his expression. He sat up a little on his knees and began undoing his own pants until he had his cock free.

“Don’t come,” you smiled. He would know exactly what you meant. Scenarios like this had happened before.

Your fingers were back in his hair as his large hand gripped his cock, the other grabbing the front of your panties and pulled them downwards. Ever so lightly, you pushed at the back of his head and he took it the rest of the way. His tongue was out before he got close, ready to lick up your center as soon as he could. You moaned as the warmth of his mouth closed in on you. His tongue met with the wet slick already between your lips. He groaned when you pressed a little harder to the back of his head. Looking down, you moved your head to the side to see that his cock was already rock hard in his hand.

“Give me your hand.”

His lips parted from you momentarily, shining brighter than they had before and just as red as the petals on his fire lilies. Dipping your head, you spit into his open palm.

“Thank you,” he whispered, looking you in the eye. His hand was back on his cock, using your spit and pre-cum as lube.

His tongue was between your folds again, flicking upwards against your clit. He was wetly stroking his own cock and moaning, vibrating against you. Your fingers tightened in his hair as you pushed him a little harder against you. His head fell back a little while he buried his face a little further to suckle gently on your clit. Your stomach muscles clenched as you involuntarily shuddered. He rubbed a little faster on his cock, but he knew better than to come yet. He’d slow down his strokes as soon as his moans would start to pitch. It was red and leaking now as he ate you out with a little more ardor. You began to move your hips, almost holding his head in place as you began to fuck yourself on his mouth. He kept his head back, tongue out but also simultaneously delivering as much stimulation to your clit that he could. Wet, sucking sounds filled the hot air around you, only to be swallowed up by the thick leaves on his beloved plants. His hand pumped furiously over his cock as you rocked even harder into his face, his tongue slipping every now again into your entrance before moving back over your clit.

Sweat beaded on your forehead. The heat rolled over your skin and the thick, humid air seemed to fill your lungs. Your breaths became shorter and shorter. Jin was probably conserving as much air as he could as you fucked yourself harder and harder against his face. He kept his moans low and persistent, making sure that you felt every one of them up into your stomach.

Your breathing hitched and you felt as if you were suffocating in the dense atmosphere. But it just seemed to heighten the feeling between your legs as you stood on your toes, fingers tight in Jin’s hair as you cried out, coming all over his face. He dropped his cock to purposely grab your hips, ensuring that you couldn’t escape him as he continued to eat you out. Your body shook and convulsed with your orgasm and with the slightest bit of stimulation, which he was giving to you tenfold now. Tears slipped out of your eyes as they closed.

“S-stop,” you muttered. You pulled at the roots of his hair and he finally allowed you to pull him away.

His lips looked as if they were dripping and his eyes were clouded over. His cock sat heavy against his stomach. His pants pushed painfully against it but he didn’t seem to notice as he ran his tongue slowly over his bottom lip. He groaned as he savored the taste. You could hear your own heartbeat in your ears like rushing water in a river. Your breathing was loud, and your body still seemed to shudder with aftershocks.

You suddenly wanted all of him. You wanted to fill every bit of him against your body.

“Push them down more,” you panted.

With sluggish movements, he did as he was told, barely moving as he pushed his pants down his thighs and sat back on his heels. You stepped out of yours as you moved on wobbly legs. Slowly, you lowered yourself to the ground with Jin. Moving on your knees you straddled him where he sat. His hands draped lightly on your hips as you gripped his cock and sat down slowly. Now were you face to face with the expanse of his neck as his head fell back in pleasure. You leaned forward, placing your hot mouth against his skin. You felt the shiver that went through his body as you began to move. You threw your arm around his shoulders as you used him to pull yourself upwards on each bounce.

“Don’t. Come,” you punctuated breathlessly.

The gravel crunched beneath the crumbled apron. You’d probably have to nurse Jin’s poor knees after this.

You captured his lips with yours and his grip on your hips tightened. You slipped your tongue between his lips and tasted the salty sweetness of yourself on his soft skin. Your mind felt as if it were melting out of your ears as you rode him harder and harder, clinging to him as if your life depended on him alone. Pleasure, different from the first time, sent sharp shooting pleasure to your already stiff limbs. Your body wanted to rest, but you worked on sheer will alone as you felt the burning hot fire of your impending orgasm. Jin’s thighs shook as he kept himself from coming too soon. He sucked at your bottom lip as you pushed your chest against his, grinding your hips into his as you felt the first wave of your orgasm rising.

“Come with me,” you said quickly as you felt the crescendo of what was going to be an explosive second orgasm and you wanted to be filled to the brim when it happened.

You kept moving your hips the best you could as it rolled over you. You moved somewhat erratically as you cried out. Jin moaned loudly as he spilled inside of you. Something about it always doubled your pleasure, sharing something so intimate. You moved until you couldn’t stand it any longer and you suddenly seemed to feel every muscle in your body, and they were all screaming for you to stop moving. Slowly, you stopped, panting hard as you still clung to his shoulders. Both of you were covered in a sticky layer of sweat and you couldn’t wait to step out of the greenhouse and take a deep breath of fresh air.

“Shit,” Jin finally whispered as he gained back his breath.

You wiped your sweaty face against his already wet shirt before leaning back. Jin moved the damp hair that clung to your cheeks before holding your face lovingly. His eyes moved over your face and he brought you in closer, lips a hairsbreadth way from yours as he whispered.

“Out of all the flowers in the world, you are the rarest.”

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