#a little more fantasy now that im out of that class but still a bit focused on some sci-fi elements

[redysetdare]

I think i would like sci-fi a lot more if more stories took the evolution route to it. so many sci-fi stories focus so much on the technology side and "Let's go to space! let's see capitalist hell!" and like, yeahh those have their purpose and place in sci-fi. But personally i love when sci-fi gets speculative with biology. How will the earth change? what animals developed from changed ecosystems - which animals evolved and which ones went extinct? I want people to take the science part of science fiction and explore biology and ecology and how the planet and animals change with the world. I"m tired of it only focusing on technology and robots and being more cyber fantasy.

#text #b4 anyone says 'u want specfic' sci-fi does count as specfic #i just want some science fiction that focuses on nature rather than tech #tbh most my sci-fi tho comes from books i read in my college class on it and the book i got full of classic sci-fi stories #but not many were able to capture my attention like i had hoped #if you guys have any recs that do what i say in the post im all ears!!! I'll be happy to learn abt sci-fi stories like that!!! #basically in this case I want to be wrong I want there to be books about what this post mentions #sci-fi #science fiction #uhh idk tags #oops #anyways a bit outta left field for ppl who usually follow me lmao #if u didnt know i wrote my own story for that class that was basically this #it took the idea of humans going extinct and how the world would grow and change after that #it also speculated on primates becoming more sentient and the fact that new species of monkey appeared #a little more fantasy now that im out of that class but still a bit focused on some sci-fi elements

[imrllytootiredforthis]

omg i JUST read your soob drabble “nightmare dressed like a daydream” and the concept of popular reader x outcast soob has just been brainrotting me

like just imagine you guys got into a secret relationship after that project, and your favourite pastime now is to tease him both in school and out of school.

in school you guys act like you don’t know each other, he’s alone again and you’re surrounded by all your friends, but as you pass his desk you slip a note telling him to meet you under the stairs or on the rooftop. the moment he arrives you pull him down and begin to roughly make out with him, unbuckling his belt and he just shyly tells you ‘not at school’, so you just wreck him with your lips, sending him back to class with his cheeks flushed, hair tousled, collar undone and neck full of hickeys. he sits back into his seat in embarrassment, everyone knows what happened but no one says a thing… maybe after a bit you’ll get cocky and ask him to wear a vibrator in class, he pretends to be embarrassed but he still slips it in. when the teacher calls on him you turn on the vibrator and he can barely stutter out a coherent sentence, the teacher lets him off but he glances at you with teary eyes. you do this a couple more times until he’s excusing himself to the bathroom, you follow him out ‘as a good classmate checking on their peers’ and the moment you enter the bathroom hes begging you to help him.

after school you invite him into your house again and you just spoil him with attention, letting him explore around and be curious before bringing him to your room and having your way with him. and he’ll let you because this is the most attention he’s ever had in his entire school life. he’s so pliant and obedient under you, letting you play with every surface of skin you can touch, rubbing his nipples, kissing his inner thighs and finally stroking where he wants to be touched most. hes a total virgin, but a total pervert who has a ton of fantasies and kinks and this is his absolute dream come true. overstimulate him for hours until its dark out, whisper in his ear about how you saw his little glances and stares and how all he wished was for you to pay attention to him like you did with your friends. and he would sob but he couldn’t say a word because all of it was true. after you were both satisfied, you would let him sleep over, cooing at how pretty and sweet he was, and maybe you guys can even go on a secret date during the weekends…

THIS WAS SUPER LENGTHY IM SORRY THANK U FOR LISTENING TO MY RAMBLING HAHSJSKDKE

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holy shit, i had to scour back through my soob tag to find the original drabble you're talking about😭, i kinda cringe when i read some of my old work but whatever

BC THIS IS SUCH A GOOD ADD ON-fuck i love shy loser virgin boys who just wanted to be loved and used, he's so cuteeee<3

#inbox💌 #🍓 anon #you don't understand #i just wanna play w him until he cries:( #hard thoughts #dom reader #sub soobin #soobin smut #sub txt #txt smut

[greetings-from-the-eraser-king]

Hlvrai kids au

Basic premise the crew go on a field trip to Black Mesa they stumble upon a secret experiment b-u557 and end up releasing him and Black Mesa security desperately tries to stop him

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Tommy- is the oldest and is in 4th grade and is in a gifted class with darnold he has a huge collection of soda cans and stuffed animals his favorite thing to do is line them up in different patterns. Hes mainly happy and cheerful. him and benrey live together as brothers though there not biologically related he's not quite sure we're ben came from. Gman takes Tommy to black mesa a lot to show him different science experiments going on. Wants a dog so bad his toy dog is doing the job for now.

Gordon- he's in 3erd and is mainly a loner who doesn't fit in a chronic over-thinker he mainly likes to play videogames or read (mainly magazines about video games) he is a smart kid and maybe next year he'll be in the advanced science class. Anxious but loyal and can get easily annoyed. Him and benrey are frenemies both bonding over videogames and other nerdy things but benery is a bit to annoying to be a true friend (benery constantly taunts him by calling him feet man because when he was in kindergarten he stepped in peanut butter and ate it Gordon regrets telling him this) he carries a Gameboy wherever he goes.

Darnold- is one of the smartest kids in the 3erd grade but unfortunately the shortest which leads to constant taunts from forzen though not in the same grade him and Tommy are in the same gifted class and are very good friends. They enjoy making positions out of soda and doing all sorts of strange experiments.more shy and less confident than Tommy he still has a similar joyful attitude. Reads fantasy books and constantly has a new one every week.

Benery- in 3erd lives with Tommy and has no memory of how he got there but meh who cares loves to skate board and do tricks though no one knows how he holds onto it at all times seemingly appears and disappears at will. He wandered a lot and seems to forget things you just told him. You can't tell when he's joking or being serious. His helmet never comes off. Chill jokester who doesn't take a lot of things seriously and likes to hang around Gordon and annoy him. He is not allowed near black mesa.

Forzen- moved from France when he was around 3-4 his dad's in the military and he's a bit spoiled has had to move a lot because of his dad but he's been in the same neighborhood as the gang sense the end of 2ed grade. He's not truly one of the bullies of the school but is annoying to Gordon darnold and Tommy he quickly became friends with benery when he moved and benery taut him how to scare board. He was supposed to graduate to 4th last year but was held back and is still in 3erd.

B-u557- a top secret black mesa experiment to be the ultimate life form he was still brewing when the kids broke him out of his tube so he might have some defects mostly annoyed all the time but he is thrilled to be out of his tube and even more thrilled to finally be able to hear a scientist who has been visiting him.

Dr.coomer- a good friend of Tommy's dad but usually not taken very seriously by his coworkers. He is a little unusual and loud but is a very kind soul other scientists complaine that he talks to much. he works in many departments around black mesa but is most offensive seen in the robotics department is the founder of the black mesa boxing ring and has not lost his wife in the divorce yet. He likes to visit the secret experiment B-u557 to see how he's doing he does his rants to the experiment even though he knows he can't hear him. But b-u557 doesn't ever seem to be annoyed so he keeps visiting. Even if everyone else in black mesa tells him to stop.

Credit: blinkees

#hlvrai #hlvrai kids au #hlvrai forzen #hlvrai bubby #hlvrai benry #hlvrai benrey #hlvrai dr coomer #hlvrai darnold #hlvrai boomer #hlvrai dr bubby #hlvrai gordos feetman #hlvrai gordon #hlvrai tommy #hlvrai art #hlvrai fandom #hlvrai fanart #hlvrai au #eraser king art

[teecupangel]

IDEA

Disclaimer: Fantasy Life (a 3ds game) is relatively unknown and I doubt that you know it. If you do, tell me please I have put 164 hours into this game and have no friends who know it. If you don’t, just ignore this ask, the story and game are complicated and don’t waste your time trying to figure it out for a tumblr ask. Backup question: what’s your favorite dinosaur?

Now, Fantasy Life idea:

Desmond AND Altair, Ezio, and Ratonhnhaké:ton all wake up in Fantasy Life in the place of the pov main character.

I think Altaïr would go for an Alchemist life before pivoting to do all the crafting ones. Get level 15 dagger skill so fast tho.

Ratonhnhaké:ton i think would initially go for Hunter life but mayyyybe the Wizard life would draw him in. He’d also be the most well rounded in terms of weapons even if he thinks it’s bullshit he can’t use a high level sword and shield.

Ezio im honestly not sure about. He might go for Paladin for the weapon style but I could honestly see him wanting to be a gatherer life instead. Or maybe a crafter.

Next to Ezio, Desmond would still probably switch the most. I have zero clue what he’d choose first he’d probably choose something out of panic at first and end up an Angler or smth lol.

During the story: Ezio tries and fails repeatedly to woo Yuelia, you can’t change my mind. Desmond finds it hilarious that he died due to problems with the Sun and now he’s having problems with the Moon. Altaïr is somehow the one keeping them all on track but also is the highest leveled in any and all of the skills he’s focusing on. Somehow, some way, impossibly, Altair makes a philosophers stone before they even make it to Al Maajik. Ezio is thrilled when he sees the Azure Rose and Rose Shield and uses them even if he has access to better weaponry. Ratonhnhaké:ton gets a dog from all three regions. Desmond immediately realizes they need the home in the Shopping District to hold all their stuff. Desmond unlocks the majority of the Bliss. Desmond at some point becomes a Cook. At least for a little bit.

I’ve got more but I think that’s enough.

I did not know about this but, considering it’s a Level 5 game, I am not surprised. Level 5 games tend to go under the radar with word of mouth being their best source of publicity (unless you get a super hit like Ni no Kuni).

It does remind me of Rune Factory a bit though. I would have tried it but the 3DS shop is already down. Oh, there’s going to be a new game for the Switch though, apparently, so we’ll see XD

I think you’re spot on with their life choices, especially Altaïr. He looks like the type of person who would craft lots of bombs and chuck them all to the enemies with his team wondering if this is Altaïr’s way of destressing and if they should be worried? Altaïr would probably try out Blacksmith too considering he did reworked the Hidden Blade and created the Hidden Gun. Did he recreate them in this world as well? Yeah, probably. It’s Altaïr.

No notes for Ratonhnhaké:ton, could totally see him going for Hunter first before branching out to check the other lives just to get a feel if any of them would be interesting in his eyes.

Ezio would go for Paladin at the start until he realized that he didn’t have to focus on fighting anymore. Sure there was the whole ‘the world is in trouble’ plot going on but he’s not alone in this and they have allies they can rely on. Ezio would change to something more chill like a Woodcutter, Angler or Tailor. He’s trying out the more chill lives to see which one he would enjoy and he’s happy that being a Farmer isn’t an option because he believes farming would just remind him of how much he misses his family.

Desmond would pick Mercenary first because Ezio had already picked Paladin and Ratonhnhaké:ton picked Hunter so he thought he’d pick the last remaining combat class. He doesn’t know magic so he didn’t pick Wizard. Also, he expected Altaïr to pick Wizard and Altaïr picking Alchemist is what made Desmond slowly start to realize the same as Ezio, that he doesn’t have to pick a ‘combat’ life. Sure, the first time he started to cook was when Altaïr invented protein bars (wtf) and Desmond needed to put his foot down because he is not going to eat protein bars for the rest of his life (Ezio was still in his Paladin phase). The reason why Ezio didn’t pick Cook is because Desmond eventually settled on a Cook life because he enjoyed cooking. There’s a kind of control in it that he didn’t have before and, also, this way, he can be sure his ancestors actually eat (especially Altaïr who tend to forget he needs to eat when he’s in a middle of experimenting).

I feel like in the end of this entire thing, Altaïr would have managed to recreate an Apple of Eden (which he just throws at Desmond because Desmond is a cook. Desmond is offended and wanted to hit Altaïr with his frying pan) and the Armor of Altaïr (which he gives to both Ratonhnhaké:ton and Ezio).

(Feel free to add more. I read TvTropes for this one hahahaha)

(I think it would be Archaeopteryx mainly because they’re supposedly around the size of a magpie and looks like the midway point of a dinosaur and bird looks like.)

#ngl i was thinking of atelier games alchemy when i was writing alchemist altaïr #and that made me think of altaïr as the main character of #an atelier game #atelier altaïr and the apple of eden #lollol #oh shit #i remembered i had a plot for an atelier desmond XD #assassin's creed #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ezio auditore #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #fic idea: fantasy life #fantasy life

[imustbenuts]

personal thoughts about playing JP games in JP vs EN, a lot of weird thoughts that probably won't make sense to many

not a dig at localization or translation or anything, just a word vomit on how im perceiving things.

theres 2 main categories in my head when i play games made by japanese devs. Western Themed, and Eastern Themed.

for Western Theme, games like final fantasy (all of it), some/few entries of fire emblems, no more heroes, and elden ring all fall into this category.

for Eastern Theme, it's games like persona, shin megami tensei, sekiro, sengoku basara, tales of series and RGG games

in my head, games in the Western Themed box are games i find far more enjoyable in english localization or dub, and actually find some of the japanese script to be kind of off putting. the Eastern Theme would be the opposite, games that are far more enjoyable in full JP than EN.

learning japanese has done quite a bit to my brain and the more i learn the more i think, "@_@ oh god im in a weird place where people won't understand me help"

because see, if i try to explain, it becomes weird and very subjective. and one of the main factor is that language is kind of intrinsically tied to culture in my head, which, :v

trying to type it down to explain anyway:

as an example, calling people by titles such as "Lord", "Sir", "Madame", "Knight", works far better for a Western themed game than an Eastern one. like, yes, that makes sense if i think about it, historically and even right now, those terms instantly spring up the images of a medieval knight and societal system in stone castles. cool beans.

but we don't use the word knight for Samurais. this is a whole other thing referring to the Japanese class of people wandering around with swords serving their feudal lords.

and in JP, it works the same. Kishi is used for Knights rather than the word samurai. for Lords, 卿(kyou) is used for English lords, and 殿(tono) is used for JP lords. but the japanese pronouns are still there, with some of the roots just reminding me of how a stereotype in JP media would speak. the -sama suffix is the same, and other words like -chan or anime/japanese rooted verbal tics can totally get in there, pulling me out of the immersion.

its like running face first into "Tis but a flesh wound" in the script - you know that specific root is in monty python, a fully ENGLISH bit. a good example of JP would be running into a cat who says "wagahai wa neko de aru", refering to nastume soseki's book I Am A Cat.

especially in the case of Final Fantasy. with very few exceptions like 7, a lot of them fit better wtih an EN script bc of how much western themed theatrics and setting is packed in there.

as an example, i think i prefer seifer in ff8 for example going "One of these days, I'm gonna tell ya 'bout my ROMANTIC dream!" like a dumbass jock over "itsuka kikasete yarusa! ore no ro~~~~~mantikku na yume wo na!" like a dumbass JP highscooler (which he kind of is, but still not a dipshit jock)

so its really the little things like that. subs not dubs doesnt work for me anymore, im in a very strange place, kupo.

another thing is really, just... the tropes. the deep disconnect between how people behave irl and how anime thinks people behave irl. kind of like how Hayao Miyazaki puts it in 2014,

so, learning Japanese has actually done a weird bit where it's caused me to actually fully understand the JP, meaning when i pick up on the script getting off putting, it gets off-putting.

when people usually go "subs not dubs", its voiced from a sense that the JP voice is better than EN. but as the years go by this isn't really true anymore, some dubs can have serious quality that's unthinkable back in 2010 ffs. i think this is largely bc anglo-speaking audience do not understand JP, and so builds an imagination between the sub and the tone of the voice acting to carry the work.

but just like old ps1 horror games, that imagination is doing a good bulk of elbow greasing.

to explain:

there are times when JP writers puts in an objectively anime trope or thing. especially in the case of FE, where sometimes that it becomes 'ew' to people who aren't hardcore anime nerds. im talking things like the whole big booba onee-chan Camilla and the kawaii imouto/otouto Sakura and Takumi tropes thats kinda there in FE Fates. and the JP version of Anna's S support in Engage and the weird undertones thats going there.

masking it with subs can cause the audience to kind of brush it off as "aaah those silly japanese" or "ok this is just an anime trope". i mean, hell, check some discourse from people who yell about how this is censorship essentially defending it from what is effectively lolicon tropes and it's just. :v

and thats the thing. once that localization or sub barrier is removed, once im hearing actual JP and past any subconscious filter, i fully see the scene in its original form. i would then have a reaction exactly like hayao miyazaki.

having that ignorance kind of protects an audience from just how deep the writers ouroborous'd themselves into the nerd sphere. i kind of wish i had that sometimes. the creep vibes in some original JP scripts makes me want to crawl out of my skin, and there is no way i can explain this to an audience without first sounding like im disparaging the original work, shitting on the writers, and bringing in my personal bias into the conversation.

which, yeah i guess it kind of is. but man. if elden ring can commit to their bit with anime tropes used in a good/interesting/subtle way, then so can every one else.

when i started learning JP to play JP games never to see the light of localization, this was not the experience i expected, tbh.

so in summary, im totally disillusioned to the idea of Original = Best, Localization = Censorship at this point. that rose colored glasses are hanging on by a thread now. kind of wondering what other stuff i'll run into but it's been a real interesting journey that i totally get if people wont understand.

loneliness and language learning goes hand in hand lol

[thelastkaj]

#ttrpg art #ttrpg #ttrpg design #art #artists on tumblr #dnd art #sägen #sägen ttrpg

[woltourney]

ROUND 1 / SIDE B / POLL 12

Lopu Rhaavuna (@mages-ballad) v. Big-Chungus Funny Icarus (@swageus-harmonia)

Lopu Rhaavuna:

q. What is your WoL name and pronouns? a. Lopu Rhaavuna, she/her

q. What is your WoL's species? a. Keeper of the Moon Miqo'te

q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes? a. IC-ly her primary jobs are Bard and Dancer. Secondary to that, Sage and Reaper.

q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you? a. Mateus [Crystal]

q. Tell us a bit about your WoL! a. I took inspiration for Lopu's character and story from the mahou shoujo genre, with the core elements being that a seemingly-average girl discovers she actually has the capability for magical powers, and uses those to help spread hope and save others. Love is a major theme for Lopu, and its what gives her the strength and motivation to do what she does. Lopu grew up in Gridania, where she left and became the Warrior of Light at age 25. She's always had a deep feeling of wanderlust within her, and the events of the MSQ are what kickstart her into being able to get out and see the world. She's lived her life knowing there had to eventually be more out there for her, and her assumptions are proven right as she takes up the title of the WoL and makes herself known. She's no doubt had her ups and downs, but never once has she regret her journey. Others may call her a hero; but even after all this time she still considers herself just an adventurer that likes to help people. In her free time, Lopu has a few hobbies she likes to indulge in! She's very big on cooking and sharing the food she makes, gardening and growing her own ingredients, hunting, training, running Treasure Maps, and of course hanging out with the Scions. Outside of saving the universe, she's a very sweet and humble woman.

q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!) a. "Ah? Um…" Lopu takes a lock of her thick hair to twirl around and play with while she ponders the question. "I think I should win because… It would make me really happy if I did?" She laughs a little, giving a flash of fangs. "Truthfully, I can't really think of a good reason! I guess there is the fact I saved the universe, but I wouldn't want people to feel obliged to put me on a pedestal just for that." "Maybe… If I win, I'll bake a huge celebratory cake to share with everyone! That works, right? People tend to be more motivated to vote if there's food involved, yes?"

q. Anything else you wanna add? a. AS HER CREATOR I SAY VOTE FOR LOPU BECAUSE SHE IS SO CUTE AND HUGGABLE AND SILLYGIRL-CORE AND HAS THICK THIGHS AND I LIKE HER A LOT AND ALSO IF SHE WINS I WILL ACTUALLY DO A GPOSE OF HER AND THE CAKE AND EVERYONE CAN HAVE SOME!!!!! VOTE FOR LOPU #LOPUSWEEP #LOPUSWEEP #LOPUSWEEP #LOPUSWEEP #LOPUSWEEP

Icarus:

q. What is your WoL name and pronouns? a. technically his name is Icarus but his name in critically acclaimed mmorpg final fantasy xiv is Big-Chungus Funny so do whatever you want with that information (he/they pronouns also)

q. What is your WoL's species? a. Mr Chungus is a whole ass Viera

q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes? a. His class is whatever I damn well feel like playing with, but for an actual conk creet answer he mains gunbreaker reaper and black mage

q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you? a. im on zalera crystal data centre :)

q. Tell us a bit about your WoL! a. Icarus is just Some Guy really, homeboy just woke up in fuckin uldah one day and lemme tell ya it went downhill from there lmao. He is also cursed with Not Remembering Anything(which is my excuse for not knowing some shit abt the story because my dumb ass skipped cutscenes OMEGALUL), dude got REALLY fucked up in shadowbringers with the whole light poisoning thing and just. lost memories of shit pre-shb. Also his dork ass horns and wings were bc of the whole shb thing dont worry abt it. Anyways now he just fuckin sits his bitch ass around his stank aah island smoking weed that makes you evil idk

q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!) a. uhhh uhhh fuckin uuh #BIGCHUNGUSSWEEP

q. Anything else you wanna add? a. man my wol was just a shitpost character and i got too attached i had to pull all this info out my ass :/

#💎 shout #💎 round one

[euclyta]

Well since you asked (and I've kinda been wondering about it) — what's chocobo's mystery dungeon like, especially compared to the pmd series?

LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im putting this under a readmore because i (redacted)

so i gotta give a bit of context first: there is an entire spin-off series of final fantasy games all protagonized by a tiny little chocobo. i bring this up first because there were two dungeon crawlers on the playstation- these set up the regular returning elements of the chocobo series (namely some main characters), and it even runs with the trend of having cid in every ff game!

the specific one i love is Final Fantasy Fables: Chocobo's Dungeon, it was on the wii and its a very basic dungeon crawling, PMD-esque game, with a hunger meter, monster houses, etc. i think the thing that sets it apart from other dungeon crawlers gameplay-wise is that it has a job or class system much like mainline final fantasy games do, in which you unlock access to eight different jobs that completely change up the playstyle AND the difficulty of the game due to their own niches (my favorite job for example, white mage, is very high difficulty until endgame)

for me the main reason why i want more people to know about it and try to give it a chance even if its just via an emulator is the story. i might be biased here but i first played this game when i was 9 years old and it still lives rent free in my brain to this day (im 21 now for context)

to not give any spoilers, the main premise is that chocobo and cid are treasure hunters looking for a gemstone; upon finding it, they're suddenly transported to a town in seemingly a completely different world where the citizens constantly lose all their memories everytime the belltower rings

the very first night they spend in this world, a meteor crashes in from the sky, turning out to be an egg from which a baby is born. this baby then proceeds to somehow start bringing people's memories back by allowing chocobo to enter their minds

this is also why i think its such a cool concept, because it uses memories and people's minds as the main set up for dungeon crawling, even representing memories as scattered puzzle pieces. and everytime you are inside someone's memories, you can hear snippets of their thoughts as you go along, ending in the full memory being fully restored when you exit

there are a ton of memory dungeons, one for almost every npc in town, and they introduce a thing called "special rule" dungeons for non-story ones where you have to play with certain gimmicks the whole way through (1 hp, perma blindness, enemy gauntlet, stuff like that). and every single one has those snippets of lore and foreshadowing you gotta piece together, little by little, to understand the truth behind the town

for the characters, the cast is very colorful and i think everybody genuinely feels very human. granted the voice acting isnt the best but it adds so much to the charm of it. plus the designs and all the official artwork there is is just breathtaking (ive only now been noticing there are a few elements in my own art that are subconsciously inspired from this game's artstyle)

i HAVE to mention raffaello here because now that i have a bigger understanding of how tropes and storytelling work, i can say for sure that he is just so, SO crazily well written; its not all in the text, but all the worldbuilding comes together eventually and that's when it really hits

and of course i gotta bring up the soundtrack- its almost entirely comprised of arrangements of older final fantasy songs and each and everyone of them is MAGICAL. its remained as one of my favorite soundtracks for years, so much that i realized that the official disc release was incomplete and went out and put together all 42 songs in the highest quality i could to make sure it doesnt become lost (this is a very reocurring theme with this game in particular)

i want people to play it and i want to talk about it. partially its because this is my favorite game. but also because its been THIS close to being a major case of lost media. there are SO many things that have been lost to time because they were japan only or they were overwritten on the internet (including the entire japanese chocobo series website portal, thats like three different unique websites with tons of never saved artwork they nuked). so much of it i still remember but i have zero way to access it anymore and it eats me from the inside out.

its a common theme of things being lost to time with this game but its also incredibly sad and funny because the entire theme of the game is things being lost to time. ouroboros. time is a flat circle.

and... here is where i come in talking about the remake- chocobo's mystery dungeon everybuddy and why i heavily recommend the original over it

so... the original wii game had a japan only ds port with some new elements and stuff. but the main thing with it is that they changed a LOT of the story; same plot, different execution, to fit in with a ds format. the problem with this is that the remake was based off of this version and not the original one, which leads to a LOT of serious and emotional moments being gutted and sped through.

the gameplay itself is fine, they actually made it even more pmd-like by adding a companion system, and they upped the difficulty a lot if you dont know what youre doing. but the story changes genuinely kill it for me if im being honest. they retconned what made me sad about the ending at the cost of everything else (and even then im angry because that took away from the intensely emotional ending that still had me crying like a baby LAST WEEK)

in general though. i just think this game is so beautifully crafted. this game originally came out in 2007 and it still holds up SO well. the graphics are very cute and stylized, but everything is so detailed that every single part of the world feels lived in. the town is very small but i think its why it always feels like coming home. huge recommend and i refuse to die until ive convinced at least one person to play it through to the end (its been 12 years and im still trying)

#long post #i am so sorry for the essay i love this game #please anybody who reads it. please try it #please #im genuinely so alone

[dark-side-blog3]

I play degrees of lewdity! day 2 warning for canon typical violence, noncon, and spoilers

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I went into the woods to see if something could interest me. Wenta little far in and heard a wolf howl. FUCK 0x0

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I managed to avoid the wolves so now I'm thinking that's only gonna be a problem if you've got beastiality toggled on. Also picked up some arrow heads that I can apparently sell at the museum! And I've got school the next ingame day so now I'm worried how I'm gonna be able to grind and get the cash i need for Bailey while also going to school... There's got to be consequences if you don't go to school, right? Even though this game is focused on fantasy rape? I feel like there are consequences if you don't go to school... Surely...

On the plus side I got hired at the docks for weekends so maybe that'll be good and help me earn some cash!

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ROBIN SOLD HER CONSOLE! Is there a way to spot her a bit of cash? :( I took her for a picnic so we had a little bit of fun and didn't end up staying out at night (can you get raped while walking with someone else in this game? Like irl yes but in game? The logic ain't really logic-ing because its a videogame so maybe it cancels out?)

also i found mickey and im trying to get him to purge my records of constant rape from the files and he's kinda weird?

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I forgot to save my game file before working at the brothel and I just didn't like it :/

Sooooo I'm going back to my last save which was before school started. I've got to redo all my efforts for classes but whatever :p

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Got raped while leaving school. its the cigerette event. Meh :/

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ey i am not a catholic but Sydney is amazing. Actually the best character in this game. I hope nothing bad ever happens to him and I will fight for this :) <3 What a wholesome guy.

AH sydney just asked what it means when people flirt with him. I know he's a grown man and can technically engage if he wants but he's so innocent I can't tell him the truth... I comforted him :')

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Loft discovered and exams passed eyyyyyy very good

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I got raped and they stole my skirt and panties! I tried to walk to the store to buy more clothes but I got accosted on the beach! My character ended up passing out from the pain. When i woke up a different group has stolen the rest of my clothes and collared me, and hypnotised my character to strip instead of concealing any exposed skin, which has six different body-writing phrases!

Fuck!

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Robin has confessed that she feels like Bailey is unreasonable :( poor girl.

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ROBINS AT THE DOCKS?!?!?!?! SHE COULDN'T AFFORD TO PAY!

Im gonna save here incase i change my mind.

attempted to fight: Lost. Badly. Afterwards, got tossed into the sea without my clothes, got exposure, passed out, woke up with the feat "Alluring" achieved. Robin is still on the boat. proceed to get raped as soon as i wake up again. This is going to be struck from my record.

attempt to take robins place: She's successfully back on shore, I got tossed overboard while stripped and passed out again. Dolphin merfolk played with me though so I stopped being stressed. Swam to shore, and somehow it made my character less stressed. Got swept out to sea. ended up getting picked up by a boat and getting raped, but not by the same people as before. Fuckers tossed me overboard afterwards. Got beat up immidietly afterwards too by another gang of rapists. Robin better be as loyal as a dog to my character after this.

Had just enough energy to go get shackles removed at museum. and woke up in the hospital with doctor harper again. I am now supposed to go to therapy every Friday at the hospital. And I've now been arrested by the police, and am preforming five days of community service.

I took Robin to the hospital. I swear, Robin better be worth all the torment I went through. And there better be a DAMN good reason I have to drag Robin to the hospital after I literally passed out from pain and had to be carried in on a stretcher.

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Robin has not infact helped at all and has been somewhat useless.

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had consensual sex with a guy and it was actually so sweet <3 Askd him to wear a condom for oral sex and he did and he gave praise the whole time, what a sweet guy <3

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SOMEONE BROKE INTO MY ROOM WHILE I WAS GONE AND NOW MY PANTIES ARE MISSING???? WHAT THE HELL-- its got to be someone bailey approved of because he's canonically thrown a pervert out when they don't have a reason to be perving in the orphanage, but also??? I've been paying bailey, I've never missed a payment, and I've never fought him. Why??? Is it Kylar?

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I am in therapy w/harper, and he wants to hypnotize me. This feels like its about to go horribly wrong. It doesn't tell me what it is exactly when i overwhelmed, so I'm going to have to try really hard to keep my stress down!

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Aight I am making another save file with robin cuz i actually really like this timeline even though robin is useless

Also the cream buns are so good that whats his name (sam?) is buying the store next to it, which is great... Except for the fact that this is how i grind out the most cash. And I decided to take on robins debt like a moron.

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Kylar is stalking me. Confirmed because something was watching me since i left the house, and I saw him do that horror movie trope with the bus at nightinggale street.

But also i might restart the save because despite taking robins debit robin isn't at school. I'm not paying extra if shes not even here :/

Ah but a quick look at the reddit says this is normal, robin is just getting the fuck beat out of them. Well... Aint nothing I can do about that now.

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Got raped while trying to break into houses, and got raped on my way to the hospital for after pills :/

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My character is getting raped by rando's so much I'm bored reading the chats and I'm bored documeting them. I'll add anything of note. Like whatever the fuck is up with the mommy kink ginger sewer woman. Did not enjoy that. I am into mommy/daddy stuff within reason, and this was far outside of it.

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GOT RAPED AND WE KNOW WHAT HARPER HYPNOITSED ME FOR!! My character now gets aroused with painal, and smacking other peoples asses.

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" You chat with Sydney. "No one else has made such an effort to get to know me like this. Not in a long time, at least. I appreciate it." He holds up his holy pendant, kisses it, and places it against your forehead. "Blessings." | - Trauma" UWAAAHHHHH uwahhahanannannmmamammhpmmmhmmmmmmmwuaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh I WOULD DIE FOR SYDNEY ;A; Like the cross thing is... a tiny bit uncomfy, but its known he is such a sweetheart and no one wants to talk to him??? uwahhhhh poor boooyyy..... (I've had some bad run ins with various religious students who were super religious so when I say this crucifix use is a nice one TRUST me its so sweet because I know what threating crucifix use is). SYDNEY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SWEET DARLING (platonic)

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HARPER PUT ME IN THE ASYULM?!?!?!?!?! HE KIDNAPPED ME! AM I IN A SOFTLOCK?! WHAT ABOUT BAILEY?! I HAVEN'T PAID HIM! HARPER KIDNAPPED ME?!?!?!?!?

I'M GOING TO LOOSE MY FUCKING MIND OAOAOBQGOAFACEQWRAGW

#writer turns gamer

[merouses]

Books Mero read, 2023

Gonna try and do this again, so here are short reviews of the books I read this year!! More gay books, but also some not gay stuff this time, what a surprise!

Red, White and Royal Blue, by Casey McQuiston - This was a rec from a friend and the first actual romance-and-not-fantasy gay book I read, and.... it’s great! I absolutely devoured it, and, sure, its a silly premise. The US’ first son and the prince of england fall in love!! Scandal! I was a bit aprehensive  when first getting into it at how... tasteless it might get? But this book was surprisingly self aware, and indulges fully in it’s premise, and in turns tells an actually pretty good love story! The author says in the aknowledgements that this evoked some form of escapism and joy to the readers, given our... current world climates (this book came out in 2021, and... yeah) and I can honestly say that this book was pretty successfull in that. It left me feeling more hopeful, maybe not towards the world in general but to myself at least.

Witchmark by C.L. Polk - Of the edwardian fantasy (or gas lamp fantasy? Im not sure) books I’ve read, this was one of the weaker ones. Interesting enough premise about a veteran doctor in a war hospital trying to both hide his magic, help people and solve a murder with the help of a charming and mysterious fellow. But it kinda.... doesn’t really go anywhere? Sure things happen and mysteries are uncovered, but this book didn’t really have a strong enough... anything, really, to stand on its own. The romance is fine but is mostly just there, and the conclusion didn’t have much oomph either. It’s pretty clearly a lead in to a series, but, given I didn’t see anything special in this one and the other books don’t have mlm protagonists... I think I’ll skip em. I enjoyed this book but not enough to want more.

Widdershins by Jordan L. Hawk - A good enough book about a shy nerd working in a museum, a mystery, and his eventual boyfriend. And the lovecraftian horrors they find, of course. A fun one with sex more graphic than I expected, but still enjoyable. I might pick up the rest of the series at a later date but for now Im sated on this one.

The Perfect Assassin by K. A. Doore - Another just fine one, to be honest. A pretty interesting setting, a town suspended by high beams above a desert, with scheming between its leaders and an assassin class to do their biddings. But thats pretty much the most interesting aspect of the book. The characters are ok, the romance is slight (though the MC is ace, and I really did like that a lot and how he was portrayed, even if it was not that big a deal), and the mystery... good enough but didn’t really keep me guessing or too intrigued. I liked parts of this one, but, again, not enough to pick up the rest of the series given that they star different characters and lack the mlm aspect that appeals so much to me.

Smoke and Shadows by Tanya Huff - I picked this one up almost solely cause I found The Fire’s Stone, which I read last year and is by the same author, so enjoyable. This one felt like one of her more ‘serious’ novels in comparison, not that it has that much more serious tone, but that this one certainly felt more adult. Contemporary fantasy (contemporary here being the 00s) set in a TV studio, very fun characters and very enjoyable plot throughout. It took a little while to get actually really engaging, to be honest, but I still liked it a lot. Might pick up the rest of the series later.

A Restless Truth by Freya Markse - I picked this one up cause I loved the previous book in the series, A Marvelous Light, so much. And honestly, the author has done it again. Loved this book a whooole lot, had loads of fun with it. A murder on a transatlantic ship in the Edwardian era, pretty interesting magic system, veeery fun characters. Sure this one had some graphic (to me) sex scenes, this time between women, but that didn’t take away from anything else here. Can’t wait for the last in the trilogy to come out, was very happy to see it seems to be slated for this year.

A Power Unbound by Freya Markse - Aaaand said last book of the trilogy came out! And I read it! And it’s again, very very good! I do have to say that it’s probably my least favorite of the series though, the plot felt less intriguing in general, which, fair, it’s the last book in a trilogy, there’s less to be revealed. The book also holds the tradition of only the two romantic leads of the moment being POV characters, but there were a couple of moments where it felt that one of the other characters really should be taking the stage. It also has a bit less balance in the plot<->sex scene scenario, compared to the other two... Regardless of these faults, though, it was still a very enjoyable read! Just not as good as the previous books, even if it was a fulfilling end to the trilogy.

Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett - My first discworld book! I’d only read Good Omens from Terry before and... Well now I get why he was a famed author holy shit. I absolutely loved this, and will be reading other discworld books for sure! It’s interesting thinking about how this book reads in comparison to the other books I’ve been reading, or at least most of them. The characters and story being told are important, sure, but this reads like the main purpose of the book is being an enjoyable read, if that makes sense? Its both dense and light, insofar as there’re paragraphs dense with information, but its tonally handled in a very light manner, and lots of that information is there to color in the reading experience. I’m not sure if its cause I haven’t read all that many comedic books (its been years since I read hitchhikers guide, for example) so maybe its a genre thing, but either way. Absoute joy to read.

The Music of What Happens by Bill Konigsberg - Another romance, and this one was waaay too adolescent for me. The main characters are teens, so sure that makes sense and it did fit, but for most of the book I was more cringing at some of the interactions and the way the characters thought than finding it charming. Realistic? Sure in some ways. But not very enjoyable to read. I started skipping some paragraphs starting on the second half but in the end I did enjoy the book. There are some interesting and unexpected things that happenned, and the characters get more serious and less dismissive of stuff by the end, which was nice, but yeah not the best experience overall.

The Witness for the Dead by Katherine Addison - When I saw that the Goblin Emperor had a sequel and said sequel focused on a secondary gay character I was. So happy. And, luckily, with reason! This book is great, I don’t think its as great as the goblin emperor, but still amazing. The world the author’s built is so compelling, so detailed, it’s a delight to dive in again. On the surface, this book looks like a regular-ish murder mystery, but it’s more of a story where a murder mystery happens to feature, having very little to do with the second half and with the resolution coming more at the last possible second, so in that aspect it did leave me wanting, but in all the book was so filling that I honestly didn’t even miss that gratifying mystery resolution much.

The Grief of Stones by Katherine Addison  - Direct sequel to the above book, and its much of the same in terms of being very very very good, having some mysteries that are not really the point, and having a great setting. Lots of introspection by the main character this time, which I did enjoy quite a bit. ...Not much more to say other than just as good as the previous one, reccommend just as much.

Lord Mouse by Mason Thomas - I don’t have much to say about this one. It’s... mediocre, but not in the sense that its bad, in the sense that it’s kinda bland? There are good moments here and there, but nothing really gripped me, and the romance fell completely flat, especially for the weird ending that was given to the characters. A fun enough read, if not memorable or special, though you can see that the author put a lot of love and effort in.

Simon Snow trilogy by Rainbow Rowell - I’m very very torn on these books. I absolutely devoured them, reading all three in a little more than a week, and I did really really enjoy them! The first book especially I did adore, and the ‘harry potter spoof’ vibes from it are impecable! But unfortunately that was kinda one of the best things the series had for itself, and after the first two thirds of the first book its mostly dropped. Sure theres a lot of discussion on what comes next for a chosen one, which was really interesting! ...but there’s no proper resolution, and that’s kinda the problem. With the second book especially, everyones a bit too much of a downer, even if I do enjoy the characters a good deal. The lead’s romance in the third book I adored, and there was a lot of stuff there that resonated a lot with me but... I don’t know, there wasn’t a real conclusion, the book just... stopped. Which might be part of the point, tbh, but then theres a half assed epilogue that tells you nothing and for no reason is set a year later and its half a page and it kinda made me mad. Another thing is that the magic system for this universe is great! Its so interesting, has so much potential, BUT as with a lot in these books, it features strongly in the first book then it’s more a set dressing with which nothing is done in the sequels. ...either way, I think these books are worth it, pretty entertaining and fun, even if they kinda start unraveling. Carry On is amazing, Wayward Son is alright and Any way the Wind Blows is a mixed bag, but at least there’s the main romance that, to me at least, kept going strong.

A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin - My first Le Guin book! And honestly I can’t quite say ‘I get it now’ like I did with Thief of Time and Terry Pratchett, but at the same time I can? Cause on the surface the writing style, long paragraphs with little dialogue, doesn’t really appeal to me? But it did draw me in by the end, with methodical and.... well constructed storytelling I guess. A lot happens and very little happens at the same time, and its all very broad and decisively told, with characters that aren’t the point but at the same time are... I don’t really know what to say, really. I liked it well enough, it really feels like staring into another world, never knowing everything but just enough to keep interested. Lets see if I like the sequels too I guess.

Tournament of Losers by Megan Derr - In her description at the end of the book, Megan Derr says she’s been accused of fluff and nonsense, and, yeah, that tracks. This book is predictable as can be, not outstanding in any way, but it did make me feel pretty good, and the romance was good enough that once it got going I devoured the rest! I think I liked this more than lots of other ‘just ok’ books I’ve read, so honestly? Here’s to fluff and nonsense.

Board to Death by CJ Connor - It hurts a bit to say it but..... this book’s bad. Not really awful or offensive in any way, but bad and a bit bland, which is really too bad cause there’s definite potential here, and somewhere somehow this could’ve been a pretty good cozy murder mystery book! But alas. I think the worst part, really, is that it’s not that well written. It’s cohesive enough, but there were more than a few times where it got confusing especially when time passed in the story and it didn’t really tell the reader that, which left me questioning what happenned when and when was now, which, for a mystery book, hurt the experience a good bit. It kinda felt like there wasn’t a real editing pass, which um... given the aknowledgements, there was. The mystery itself too was flimsy at best, with the protagonists never really making assumptions, more just getting names of people to question, moving down that list, getting more people to question, and eventually one of those people just straight up tells them who the killer is. The motive for the main character involving himself in the investigation wasn’t convincing either, since the police involve themselves from the get go, with no apparent issues on their part, and the protag didn’t really feel like he needed to get the mystery solved ASAP. But he tells us that he does, for some reason or another. The characters are fine, the plot’s (mostly) ok, and in the end it’s an entertaining enough read (even if I think I finished it more to be able to say I did than for pleasure), though it doesn’t feel like there’s nothing really going for it, which is a shame, since it does feel like a passion project.

#book reviews #book recs #merosays #year in review

[cepheusgalaxy]

So, I've been pretty getting out of my 'comfort-zone' a bit these days

I am a fiction writer. I like novels. Fantasy. Adventure. But in these past weeks, I had to write a trheatre play (for school) about the end of Sovietic Union and also, a Formal Letter for the school's principal

Like, look, the play was homework (im still in fact preparing myself to play it) but the letter was idea of my class. I dunno if you know that, but in my country we don't change classes every hour or so and get with random students for each class. We stick with the same group of people and have classes together for all year or more. My class is pretty unites and we're mostly friends.

So, actually it was firstly my idea. One day I was talking about how unfair was all the homework we were getting and how I felt stressed with all the routine, so I was thinking about doing a formal complaining to [lets call her Fatima], the director/principal of my school. Then some weeks later, they got a paper and were talking "LETS DO THAT. YES. LETS HAND A LETTER TO THE PRINCIPAL THATS UNFAIR" and i got exited and we gor exited and then they said i should put the thing on paper because i am good with words and im good with formal language and I agreed because i pretty much wanted to do it.

So, we got some things on paper, and then I bought it home to finish on the laptop, on google Docs, and I'm working on it for two days now, and im really satifacted. We got a bit active on the messages group deciding the topics and stuff, and I'm gonna finish the final draft on this weekend or earlier. I am having a good feeling on this! (Gosh I even looked up at the Law. There is something called ECA - estatuto da criança e do adolescente; statute of the child and teen in our law that guarants rights and legal protection to kids and teenagers agaisnt violence, abuse in school and in home - theorically)

So, I really wrote different things than the ones im used to. I really think it helped. I feel like i can improve my writing more now.

But first, I want to write another different thing: a letter.

That letter.

A coming out letter to my teachers.

I didn't think I could ever do it, but I think I'm ready

Like, not to the actual thing, but little steps, little steps.

I will start working on it soon.

#talky tag #writeblr #trans #pronouns #writing things #trans things #transgender

[retroaria]

“I LOVE YOU”

cc: karl jacobs, georgenotfound, sapnap, wilbur soot, quackity

pronouns: gender neutral

warnings: none

here’s my masterlist ^o^

a/n: this is all in the instance that they say it first, if you want one where the reader says it first lmk !!

karl:

he said it a little too early on in the relationship

“aahahahahailoveyouahahshg”

“uh…karl what did you just say?”

“haha i uh…i love you.” 😶

“karl we’ve been dating for two weeks😐”

was still sweet nonetheless

once both of you are ready it is a truly adorable moment

sapnap:

i’m gonna say this was about 4-5 months in, he said it as a joke at first but then he was like

“wait…omg y/n I literally love you”

agahshdncj it was so cute and stupid and adorable

you said it back and then he gave the sweetest softest kiss in the world

one of the few romantic moments between you guys where he wasn’t totally flustered

george:

SOMEHOW SAID IT AT THE MOST PERFECT MOMENT????

i’m gonna make this so cheesy and milk it so hard so get ready

you guys were on a date, you’ve been dating for about six months now, it was VALENTINES DAY ‼️‼️‼️

he looked at you, you looked at him

he giggled a little bit and was just starting at you smirking like a freak and you were like “george what’s up?”

and then BOOM

“i love you, you know that?”

omg where and how did he learn to be so smooth (it was all the hanging out with wilbur lol)

wilbur:

classic romantic moment

he waited a pretty long time before doing it, just a month or so before your one year anniversary

he had been super busy and you guys hadn’t had much time to just be around each other so you were literally just sitting on the couch watching movies and then KABOOM

he hits you with the “Im so in love with you.”

LIKE WHATSHCHC WILBUR THE MOVIE IS STILL PLAYING SCARLETT JOHANSSON JUST KILLED SOMEONE CAN YOU WAIT UNTIL THE CREDITS AT LEAST ????

you said it back obviously

it was still cute, you giggled, he giggled, ms. black widow did not giggle but that’s ok.

quackity:

also horrible timing

in the mcdonald’s parking lot

(for more adorable quackity x reader in da mcdonald’s parking lot refer to this blurb i wrote i love it very much ok back to the hc’s)

“Babe, this food is so good, I love you so much”

literally about to shove a fat bite of a mcchicken in ur mouth and now you gotta respond to this man confessing his love 🙄

“ok alex I love you now shut up”

“REALLY!?!?!!”

adorable shock he’s like so giddy about it as if he expected you to just be like “ok cool” after he said it first

bloop bloop bloop my brain is so empty :T

this creative writing class is literally eating me alive dawg omg

ayo but??? lmk if you want me to show you guys any of my poems from the book we have to write cus i would be more than happy to 😌

anyways stay safe peace and love lol <333

@crackityy @fantasy-innit @joyfullymulti @k-l-a-w-s @themanifoldenjoyer

#mcyt headcanons #mcyt preferences #mcyt x reader #mcyt #georgenotfound x reader #karl jacobs headcanons #karl jacobs x reader #sapnap headcanons #sapnap x reader #wilbur soot headcanons #wilbur soot x reader #quackity headcannons #quackity x reader

[volzaannir]

Bdsm tastes for Erik the slayer, Kaidan, Onmund, Argus, and the wolf twins?

sure thing! though im not sure who Kaidan is? im not too big on modded followers if that's who they are, but the rest i can do!

Erik the Slayer

This mans father totally sheltered him, yeah? So of course now that he's finally free to do what he wants, you know damn well he wants to try SOMETHING freaky

I feel like he'd get too excited and want to go all out right away, so try and keep him chill and start with the basics

Mans got a lot of pent up desire and fantasies, there's no way he doesn't after been cooped up on the farm his whole life

Acts like a dom but he's totally a switch lmao

Get a little assertive or praise him to hell and back, and he's putty in your hands

He'd be into light bondage, maybe some spanking, and absolutely roleplay

Always fantasized a scenario where he's the bounty hunter/mercenary rescuing a captive from some bandits

He's new to all this, so don't be surprised if he fumbles or breaks character now an then. And totally don't laugh or giggle, no matter how adorable his little mistakes make him seem

Onmund

Oh my god, this boy radiates sub energy to me

As a mage, you know he's experimented with magic for a whole new kinda sensation play

Very small doses of ice/heat/shock? He's so down for it

And if his lover is a mage or magic user? Even better, cause now he can be tied up and held to their mercy

I can see him being into a little bit of humiliation; make snide remarks about how dirty he is for getting hard during class and he'll let out the most pitiful, yet lustful whine

Not big on roleplay except for one scenario: Tutor and student

Despite liking magic sensation play, he's not into impact play at all. A well-placed smack to his ass, though, is more than alright if he's already lost in the sauce

Argis the Bulwark

This guy.... this guy Doms™

Look at him and tell me he isn't into throwing his lover over the nearest surface, chaining them up, then going to absolute town on them

Loves to have his partner tied up in some way, his favorite involving both arms AND legs being tied down/together

With long hair like his, he's totally into hair pulling, both on him or his partner

Even though he's the dom more often than not, he enjoys waxplay on himself

The quick burn from the wax is enough to get his nerves going; and besides, the way it drips over his muscles? [chefs kiss]

The GOD of aftercare. Need a bath? He'll carry you there. Spank marks sting? Don't worry, he's already got the salve ready. Muscles sore? One grade-A massage, coming right up

Farkas

For me, our resident himbo is probably insanely shy about BDSM at first

He's be so worried he'd hurt his lover, so it'll take some convincing to get him to at least try some light stuff

He's likely a switch leaning submissive

If he's the one domming, be prepared to have him constantly checking in on his partner, and I mean constantly. Like, every time he even lightly spanks or bites them

After some trial and error, he'd likely be into being the sub for BDSM scenes

Finds that he rather enjoys sensation play; feathers, ice cubes, the whole shabang

He likes being blindfolded, surprisingly! Heightens his senses and puts him on edge, in a good way of course

For the love of the Divines please praise him, he'll melt on the spot

Our resident Farkas simp @korvanjund could maybe add to this or give their input if they wish 👀

Vilkas

Also pretty new to this type of stuff, but unlike his brother, he takes to it much easier

Switch, but leans towards dom

Even if he's been cured of his Lycanthropy, he's still keen to bite and scratch a lot. Call it a habit

LOVES having his partner tied up and blindfolded, totally at his mercy. Makes him feel In Charge™

Most likely into degrading/humiliating his partner, just some teasing, non-offensive stuff

Pet names GALORE

Likely one of the only ones on this list to like having their partner standing nude while their wrists are tied up at the ceiling, allows him to circle them and make them squirm. Again, a habit, but a weirdly sexy one

^ Bonus points if he can bring sensation play into this, like light touches or even some teasing knife play

#dame answers #dames headcanons #dames spice #<- new tag for ns//fw stuff skdjfhsd #tes #skyrim #tes v #tes skyrim #argis the bulwark #onmund #farkas #vilkas #erik the slayer

[7wanderingpaws]

the law of attraction /bonus, m/

part 1, part 2

song: im in love - tokimeki records ft hitari <3

!Warnings!: not very explicit but mature content nonetheless. too much sugar. language.

@geniusloey @to-all-the-stories-i-love @jennxx3 @love-nini-forever @baekyeonoreo @mayboy (thank you all for waiting if you did) ❤️

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The candle cast a warm, gentle light against yours and Baekhyun’s skin. When you let out a breathy laugh, the small fire flickered, throwing shadows to every direction, but you wouldn’t notice.

Your eyes were in the shape of a heart and they were focused on the male on whose thigh you were currently sitting. He had a soft smile, his cheeks smooth under the tickle of your finger tips. He was the seventh wonder, a man you’d find in the gardens of Babylon, the first Angel welcoming you in heaven.

He looked up at you, just like in a slow motion film. His eyes were warmer than the candlelight reflected in the depths of them, and gosh how lucky were you to be on the receiving side of it?

“The electricity outage was supposed to last for one minute, little one,” he murmured quietly, eyes flickering around your youthful features, until they stayed on your lips. “The candles weren’t exactly necessary, you know?”

You managed not to flinch when his hand caressed your thigh, your shorts generously providing enough naked skin for his hungry touch. You shimmied more on his thigh, getting even closer to him as if you were going to cuddle him, only for you to rest your palm against his chest and your mouth by his ear. “But you’re a teacher. I wanted to see you like a divine teacher from the eighteenth century, grading the papers by a candlelight.”

Baekhyun shook his head, entertained by your silliness. “I hope you’re satisfied.”

You hummed, tapping your pointer finger against your chin, feigning thinking. “Just a liiittle bit more and I’ll be satisfied.”

He shook his head again, this time letting out an amused laugh before he finally gave into his desire and kissed you, one because he wanted to and also because he wanted you to finally stop squealing about him grading the papers by a candlelight.

You hummed, wiggling your feet happily when he sucked on your lip, his hand tightening around your waist. “You’re hot like this, you know? Baekhyun?” you said his name in the sweetest way, still relishing in the way you were able to call him that.

He parted with a smooch, still keeping his lower lip between yours, letting his mouth hover over yours for a second longer as he opened his eyes. His finger pinched your side, making you squeal. “I guess this is why the previous years my little one didn’t pay attention in class, hm? Too busy ogling your teacher, having weird fantasies.”

You reddened but you were also a little shameless. You ran your fingers through his hair, loving the fluffy texture. Actually, you loved your gorgeous physics teacher after school. Washed up, wearing comfy clothes… maybe it was because you didn’t see him enough like that. Maybe it was because only you could see him this way out of all the thirsty classmates of yours.

“And would you give into my fantasies?”

He raised an eyebrow at you, observing you from up close. “Depends.”

Biting your lip, you licked it as you looked at your hand on his broad chest. This male was incomparable to the wussies you had classes with in high school. Gosh, what a man! “Can I maybe… grade one paper? Instead of you?”

You were met with silence. He hummed eventually, brushing your hair out of your face. “You want to grade a paper?”

“Mhm.”

“Mhmmm,” he nodded cheekily. “Would that be a good deal for you, little one?”

“Yeah, perfect!”

He snuggled your nose with his. “Good. Now can we leave my work and my teacher aesthetics alone and just focus on each other? I’m kind of missing you, sweetheart.”

You giggled, pecking him. “Okay, we can do whatever you want.” Your fingers now played with the hair on his nape, sometimes tickling his neck. You had no idea about the intense shivers you sent down his body every time that happened.

“Great,” he exclaimed. “Let’s do it my way then.”

You squealed when he adjusted you in his lap, smiling when he heard your laugh. With that, he stood up and walked with you to his favorite place. Bedroom.

You sensed that once you were safely accepted into the university and your Halmi (kind of) accepted your relationship with your physics teacher, Mr Byun was much more prone to skinship with you.

He tickled your sides when he fell ahead with you still wrapped around him in his silky bed sheets, making both of you laugh loudly. You squealed when he tickled your bare thighs, throwing your head back in wild giggles. You probably sounded very unladylike but the older male loved every sound of it. He loved seeing you smile, making you laugh.

“Sometimes I just wonder,” Baekhyun murmured, lurking closer to your face as he made himself comfortable between your legs. “How all of this is so unexpected and … how come I didn’t see how wonderful you are before.”

Your starry eyes crinkled as you combed through his hair, pushing the short hair behind his ear, your finger getting caught with his ear. Taking a hold of the shell of his ear, you massaged it gently. “Would you have…” you trailed off, biting your lip in mischief as you naughtily shimmied your middle over his, making breath hitch in his throat. “… made love to me on the teacher’s desk then? Even though I’d be underaged?”

Sadly, Baekhyun didn’t get the thrill from your words as he pursed his lips in discomfort. “No. No, certainly not, baby, never.” There was a considerable age-gap between the two of you, even though Baekhyun was the youngest teacher from the whole staff in your high school. When you were a teen even a two-year age gap counted.

You slid your fingers from his hair, letting them caress the corner of his eye before you rubbed the frown from his forehead away. “I’m just joking.”

Baekhyun nodded with a proud smile but you continued, not done. “Unless you’ll take me out on a date.”

The teacher raised his eyebrows, wordlessly questioning your small threat. With a bite to your lip, you elaborated. “To the amusement park.”

“So our first date should be in the amusement park?”

You nodded.

“Okay, I can do that for you,” he finally said after what seemed like a small contemplation. He leaned in slowly, ready to kiss you again. “In fact, whatever you would want, I’d grant you that. That’s how darn smitten I am with you,” he murmured huskily, sexily, before claiming your lips. He sucked on your lower pillow as he shimmied himself atop of you, bringing tingles to your south parts.

He kissed you for the rest of the evening, teasing you, bringing your body aflame just for him not to take a step further.

You were frustrated with how Mr Byun was a gentleman. In spite of how men his age could take advantage of a girl of your age, he never did after he made love to you in his office. Meanwhile, every other minute you thought about him being down there. It was a taste which if once provided, you wanted to keep getting. Or, in other words, you were horny. Just for him.

...

The next morning you woke up to a discomfort down in your belly. It was pulling your muscles, tearing your insides apart - it was the feared monthly issue. And you weren't prepared.

Panic shot through you when you realized whose bed you were in and whose arms were preciously cradling your middle. If only his warm palms were placed just a little lower, that'd be perfect, you thought regretfully just when you heard another one of his deep exhales.

However, feeling the warm wetness in between, it had to happen, though it was the  worst part of your day ever since you got to stay by Mr Byuns side everyday; leaving his embrace, leaving the peace of the bed. And you certainly had to do so, because now you were freaking out about making his sheets dirty.

And boy you did.

Upon standing on your wobbly legs, there was a dark splotch of blood, and Baekhyun's hand was not far away from it.

Shit.

Apprehension hit you straight away and you had to quickly think what to do. Should you go take care of yourself first, or should you wake up the sleeping Adonis, the god of beauty and grace himself from his gracious sleep to let him know your period started and you successfully managed to ruin his blanket?

“Little one?” Baekhyun peeked an eye open, looking at you in confusion. “Is everything okay? You look pale.”

Biting your lip, you ignored another strong pull in your tummy and instead pressed your lips together, scared to speak up. It was so, so embarrassing, but, frankly, something you really couldn't control. You had yet to realize that fact, though. Especially, when facing an adult male as gorgeous as your physics teacher was.

“Babe-- oh.” As he sat up, he was bound to spot the dark circle of red. He quickly looked up at you, your unexplainable paleness suddenly making sense. “Are you alright?” He was next to you within a second, cradling your cheek and asking gently: “You're hurting, aren't you?” 

“Sorry, I-I messed on your sheets and-and I will wash it! It's washable, don't worry, and-”

Baekhyun laughed gently, pressing a tender kiss on your temple. “Go wash up. I'll take care of the laundry.”

“I'll clean it with cold water-”

“You go and clean yourself up first, hm?” He gently pushed you towards the bathroom. “It's not my first time dealing with this.”

Phew, what a statement to say, you thought sadly while you did as you were told.

Since the pain was about to get worse, you showered quickly with hot water, feeling your body relax and tense at the same time. You had a feeling that with each year your periods were growing more and more painful. The pull in your tummy was strong, causing cold beads of sweat to appear around your hairline. By the time you were done, you could barely walk.

Thankfully, Baekhyun managed to get everything done in time, for fresh sheets were waiting just for you. He had painkillers ready and before you could lie down, he made you swallow the pills.

You were a little feverish, but Baekhyun lied back down with you, this time placing his hands on the right spot as he hid his face in the back of your neck.

“Thank you,” you murmured,  feeling drained.

“No need to thank me,” he whispered back, letting his palms circle your lower abdomen. “Just get better. So that I can take you out.”

...

The little stones on the ground made scrunchy noises as you walked on them hand in hand with Mr Byun. You found yourself happily swinging your connected hands as you hummed, smiling into every direction.

“Aren't you cold?” he rasped into your ear, his nose in your hair.

Humming at the teasing proximity, you turned your head to him. He lifted his eyebrows, his eyes travelling lower to show that he was talking about your little sundress. Well, even if you'd be cold, you'd one, never admit it, and two, his sole presence made you heat up every single time your fuzzy brain realized it - which was nonstop.

“I'm fine, don't worry, Baekhyun,” you replied honestly. “We will catch a fun ride and it'll be hot in no time.”

Unlike your expectations, your physics teacher was a cool sport even in an amusement park full of screaming people. You both were dragging each other to every ride you wanted to go to, laughing hard at your messy hair - in this case, he always helped you comb your hair so that you looked pretty - “but you are always pretty to me” he would whisper before pecking you gently.

The wild rides in the amusement park were nothing compared to the heart attack he was giving you every time he cracked a smile, scrunched his nose at you in adornment or, worse, winked at you flirtily, almost as if promising you a cheeky, fun time just behind the bushes. You would not complain. But you knew better than that; that your boyfriend was a gentleman.

When your hands were entwined, he would caress the top of your hand with his thumb, a soft brush of his warm skin against yours. It was a plain, simple gesture full of caring. It made you feel incredibly happy and loved. He was the epitome of gentleness.

“What do you think about your major so far?” he asked once you sat down for a food break. Hot dogs and coke were in front of you as he handed you a hand sanitizer to clean your hands. 

With a grateful smile you took it. “I'm excited about my classes. Some seem a little unnecessary but I need the credits,” you shrugged as you squeezed out a good amount of gel on your hands before giving it back to him.

“I'm sure they will be beneficial in one way or another,” he replied calmly, wisely as the smart person he was. He cleaned his hands as well, gently shaking his head to get the hair out of his eyes. “Even if it means one single information is beneficial out of all the rest, it will still be good for something, little one.”

You hummed, already drunk on his words. “You're right. I'll try to look at it that way.”

He laughed at your bewitched expression. “And- a lot of focus, my cute,-” he leaned closer, “gorgeous,” he leaned even closer, “smart-” he was hovering above your lips, eyes zooming in on them, “little one.” A breath-taking kiss in which he opened his mouth enough to take in your upper one.

You hummed yet again as your eyes rolled back, letting them close to appreciate the moment a little deeper. There was a distant crowd around you, but you really didn't care that what you were doing might be inappropriate.

“Mr Byun?!” And then someone shouted your name, too.

Baekhyun separated with a sensual smooch that tinted your cheeks red, only for them to turn pale at the sight of your high school classmates staring at you dumbfounded.

“Oh my god…” one girl whispered before the rest quickly smiled at your teacher.

“Hey, how’s it going,” spoke up casually Baekhyun. If he was surprised, he didn’t show it. Instead, his hand took a gentle hold of your knee and gave it a small squeeze. He must have sensed your discomfort. “Go for the T-Rex ride, it’s crazy!” he advised.

The group managed to bow to him politely, gradually shuffling further away, but still making sure they gave you death glares before their backs turned on you and they finally dispersed among the crowd.

You let out a shaky breath, unaware of your palms growing sweaty and slippery.

“Are you okay?” Baekhyun was now running his palm up and down your naked thigh, making sure he wasn’t dragging your skirt up in the process. His touch was still electrifying, even when you were scared and shocked.

You nodded quickly, a few strands of hair falling out of its place. He pressed his lips together, carefully watching your side profile as his other hand reached out and combed the hair behind your ear.

“You don’t seem like it.”

“My classmates that you were a physics and home room teacher to, just saw us kissing,” you finally said, turning your head to look at his downturned eyes. “They're gonna think I graduated because I was dating you.”

“Does it matter?”

You frowned, apprehensive from his laidback tone. “Yes. It does.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why? They know I’m dumb and didn’t have the grades to even graduate. Of course they're gonna think it’s all your doing. They might report this and you’ll be in trouble. Maybe I’ll lose the scholarship-“

“Hold on, little one. You’re going way off now.”

You clamped your mouth shut at Baekhyun’s gentle but stern tone and waited for him to talk his mind. At that point you’d appreciate any consolation for you were genuinely freaking out.

He took a moment before speaking. His eyes raked your features that were eternally pretty in his mind. When he caught you biting your lip, he couldn’t help but stare for a tad too long before snapping his eyes up to look you straight in your soul.

“None of what you said matters. Your conscience is clean, isn’t it?” He waited for you to nod. Once you did, he continued. “Theirs can’t be. The reason is simple; many parents have visited me to talk me into giving them a better grade. But-“ he quickly added before you could protest in betrayal at his attitude, “I didn’t do it. Instead, I gave them chances to make them better themselves. They didn’t. So I made them feel guilty about it. They didn’t make it even half the way as you did, sweetheart.” The last sentence was a soft whisper, but that of an intense meaning. He wanted you to focus on what you had, not what others thought.

“There is no pleasure and gain in obsessing over things you can’t change. Whatever they might think now is none of your business. It’s their own problem. Not ours, not yours.”

Once again he proved to you how wise he was. His kind stare combined with his supporting words made you feel a lot of emotions; mostly gratitude and disbelief that you were lucky enough to have him for yourself.

“You just make sure you do your best. You make sure you become the best version of yourself. Then nothing else will make you feel uneasy, I promise.”

You nodded quickly, bewitched by his eyes.

“Tell me out loud - do you understand?” he asked.

“Yes, I understand now.”

He smiled, ruffling your hair. “Good.”

Hesitating for a heartbeat, you asked in a small tone. “But can we go home? I just… don’t feel like being here anymore.”

Baekhyun squeezed your thigh. “Anything that makes you feel comfortable.”

...

It was a few days later in the early evening when Baekhyun's phone kept beeping like crazy. You couldn't help it when you peeked.

You saw the message. You clicked. You were too young and curiosity got the better out of you. That was all to it. He had explained to you his past relationships (even the one with the chemistry teacher. Of course, after knowing his personality, you understood that he was very friendly to everyone, and that there was never anything between him and her) and since you were inexperienced and, thankfully, unscarred, you believed him easily.

But you ended up frowning, unsure about what to think about the words written on the display.

So how is the precoital play with your cute little one Mr-I-don’t-touch-women-until-they-are-ready? 😂

Pre… coital play?

The phone was snatched out of your hand, startling you. Looking up innocently, Mr Byun had a slight scowl reading the message. “Idiot,” he sighed quietly, shaking his head.

“Baekhyun, what does that word mean?”

He shot you a wary glance, his breathing somehow irregular. “It’s nothing, little one-“

“I’d like to know,” you mumbled, twirling your hair around your pointer finger as you looked at him, blinking a couple of times, knowing it might drive him crazy.

He sighed again and dropped the phone on the table rather unceremoniously. After a minute of what seemed like loud silence and a thorough consideration from his side, he murmured: “I’ll tell you when the time is right.”

“But it’s just a word…”

“Well then you should have read enough 18+ books to be literate enough to know.”

That shut your mouth pretty quickly. You pouted up at him before you smiled gently. “Sorry. I lack a lot, don’t I? It’s some adult stuff and-“

“No, no, sweetheart, it’s actually good that you don’t know. You should read books that help you grow as a human and not as a…” he dragged out the vowel, obviously clueless as to how to finish his thought.

“As a?” you prompted cheekily.

He pressed his lips together before he pecked you out of nowhere. “I think practice makes the best teacher. I’ll show you when the time is right, how’s that, little one?” he mumbled not far from your perky lips. His breath hit your sensitive pillows and you wanted more and more and more.

“Got any assignments for class?” he asked nonchalantly and tapped your backside twice before moving away from you and leaving you all cold and lonely.

“I have some but I’ll do them later. I need to see Halmi, remember?” you said as you decided to finally move to your bag, preparing for your visit to your grandmother. You missed being with her and your little brother, but for now you were still so incredibly in love with your teacher that you couldn’t imagine moving back into the life of a poor family. It sounded extremely selfish, but since Baekhyun made the decision to help out financially, you knew they were doing well enough to be healthy and stress less about meeting the deadlines.

You still went to pick up your brother whenever you could, you still hung out at Halmi’s when the time allowed and you cooked and talked… One day Baekhyun would join and it would be the picture perfect sight of a family. Or at least so you liked to imagine.

“Want me to drop you off?” asked Baekhyun, distracted as he furiously typed away on his phone. 

You hummed, shrugging your jacket on. “It’s okay, I’ll take the bus. It’s not too late yet-“

He looked up at you. “But you call me when you wanna come back home. I’ll pick you up.”

Back home, you heard his voice loud and clear, warm and gentle. Was your home now with him? Or was it just a leisurely usage of speech and Mr Byun wasn’t realizing the depth of his word choice?

Nonsense.

If there was anyone calculating with his words, it was him.

Letting your smile grow, you nodded. “Okay, Baekhyun. I’ll give you a call.”

Baekhyun visibly eased up as he made a step towards you, his phone’s screen still on, and pecked you loudly on the lips. “Be careful on your way, little one.”

...

“Aigoo, took you long enough to arrive, huh?”

Halmi’s raspy voice welcomed you back home. Or second home. You weren’t even sure anymore. Baekhyun’s presence felt more like home than any place in Korea.

“The roads are crammed with cars, Halmi,” you replied as you dropped your bag in the corner and went to wash your hands. “Besides. There was a pregnant lady on the way, I really thought she was gonna give birth right then and there, Halmi!” You shouted from the bathroom, attempting to make the atmosphere lighter.

When no response came, you quickly washed your hands and while drying them on the hand towel, you came out of the bathroom.

Halmi had a dissatisfied look on her face when she spotted you. With her hands on her hips, she screeched: “Why are you suddenly talking about pregnant women? Am I supposed to be worried?”

Your jaw dropped at her random assumption. “What? N-no, oh my gosh, Halmi-“

“You sleep together! I can’t imagine you two behaving and not doing something you shouldn’t be doing yet-“

“Wha- Halmi!”

“Just look at your neck! It looked like he tried to suck the blood out of you!”

Touching the painful bruise, you told her, voice low. “It’s an allergic reaction. I scratched it too much and now it looks like this, what can I do?”

“Don’t lie to me-“

“I haven’t slept with him once,” you finally shouted, tears of annoyance burning in your eyes. It wasn’t a lie completely. You really haven’t slept with him like that - in the bed. Yet. Still, you felt no guilt when you told her a white-lie. “I’m so tired of this, Halmi! I’m an adult and it’s none of your business-“

“It is! If he impregnates you, he’ll throw you away!”

Her words hurt. You’d been listening to them ever since she found out about the two of you; you shouldn’t have been feeling hurt at all. But you still did.

“I love him. That’s all I can tell you.”

She went quiet and turned around to start her cooking. You scoffed quietly, squeezing your eyes to get rid of the tears. Halmi was too harsh.

“Your mother being a failure is all I’ve ever witnessed,” she spoke up finally. She was washing the cucumbers, so her voice was drawn out by the splashing water, but you still heard her loud and clear. “Your father disappeared as soon as he knew Jontae was a reality. I don’t want you to go through it. You have a lot of potential. Though I know Baekhyun is honest with you, men are unpredictable.”

You nodded, though she couldn’t see you.

“And you and your brother had to grow up without your mother because she is working elsewhere to make the ends meet for you. I don’t want that to happen to you.”

“I won’t. Even if Baekhyun decided to throw me away…” the idea was hard to process, but you swallowed all your pride and mustered up the courage. “I’d find any way to make my dreams possible and to make sure you and Jontae are fine, Halmi. I’d fight everything and anything to make our lives better.”

You were doing it already half of your high school years. You had the plan, you were working towards making it happen. No one was able to drag you down. You’d never let them. And Baekhyun came and pushed you forward, supporting you. He would never throw you away, that you were sure.

“I trust you,” Halmi said eventually followed by a long, tired sigh. “I’ll also trust that the dinner will be ready by seven. Not a minute later,” she rasped out of nowhere and that was the queue for you to move and for the heavy moment to finally disappear.

...

You complained to Baekhyun on the way home. His car was quietly purring, the seat was too comfortable and his own presence made you feel so secure that you couldn’t help but spill what had happened. Usually you wouldn’t word-vomit on him or to anyone like that, but it had been proven time and time that his presence in your life has brought drastic changes (and all in a good way).

And so he listened to you carefully, quietly. He nodded and hummed and was serious when he knew you needed him to be.

“Pregnancy is no joke, little one, you got rightfully upset with Halmi,” he squeezed your thigh reassuringly when he finally parked the car and killed the engine. The silence in the car enhanced each constant he uttered, making it tingle your ears and create an intimate atmosphere in which only the two of you could coexist.

Baekhyun could see that you were stressed and tense. Your smile wasn’t as honest, the muscles painfully straining around your lips but never reaching your eyes. He realized how much Halmi’s words hurt you and he wondered whether you actually told him the entire truth. Despite him knowing your situation at home, he himself couldn’t imagine the hardships you and Halmi must have been through.

“It’s okay, I’ll get over it,” you murmured eventually and reached out to place your hand on top of his that was still resting on your thigh. As usual, his hand was warm and welcoming when he turned his palm up so that he could intertwine your fingers. 

“It’s over now, don’t worry about it. You talked it out with her,” he prompted gently.

You hummed and looked at him. With a small sigh, you said: “Let’s go up. I’m gonna have a hot shower with lots of peppermint oil.”

Baekhyun had an agreeing smile.

...

Making sure the water was close to scorching hot, you let it hit the tiled floor of Baekhyun’s gorgeous bathroom. The steam was steadily snaking itself around your now relaxed body. The peppermint did its job and brought you immense relief. Taking the body lotion, you prompted your foot on the toilet lid to massage the cream into your damp skin.

“The water is running for me?” Baekhyun’s voice startled you for a moment and you jumped.

He laughed, appearing from the mystic steam out of nowhere. For a moment you wanted to panic; you were completely naked. He never saw you… like this.

“It smells amazing in here,” Baekhyun continued in his alluring voice as if nothing was happening. You’d look at his reflection in the mirror if it was not misty. 

“I feel much better now,” you said back, making sure to steady your voice. Was it the combination of you being naked, him standing right behind you and chatting with you in that voice while hot steam made you sweat?

“Glad to hear that,” he whispered, his lips right by your ear now. “I thought I’d do my duty as a good partner and help you ease up a bit as well.”

When his hands landed on your hips, you almost whimpered out loud. His nose was circling the side of your cheek, the softest smile splayed on his lips. You felt a pleasant pull in your abdomen.

“How?”

“The way only I can.”

Almost instantly you let your body melt into his front, his hands slipping over your damp and creamy skin to your tummy. “Your clothes will be all greasy,” you breathed out, closing your eyes. You were feeling drunk and heavy from the warm air and his presence.

“Help me undress then.”

You snapped your eyes open and fluidly turned in his arms. His hands effectively slid along, now resting on the curve of your backside. Your eyes travelled up from his chest and neck all the way to his lips and eyes. They were dark and focused. He swallowed and his lips parted as he leaned in to start a slow, drooly and very hands make-out session. He let you undress him piece by piece while his hands were enjoying their path of discovery.

You felt more turned on when you realized this was your first time he got free access to your entire being; no more school uniform skirt hanging on your waist for dear life, no more obscured views from clothes. There were no limits when he inhaled the alluring smell coming from your skin when he left a trail of wet, open mouthed kisses down your skin.

As you pressed yourself more to him, you could feel his excitement on your abdomen, raw and very much real. Breath got stuck in your throat at the feel of it and you could barely swallow when he bit your perking breast while his palms rested against the back of your thighs, yanking you forward and making you jump on him just when he straightened up. You squealed and when he turned his face up to you, you grabbed it and kissed him hard. His tongue slipped past your swollen lips as he was navigating through the steam-filled bathroom. The smooches of your sensual make out were loud in spite of the running water.

Before you realized what was happening you were under the hot water again, the lotion turning into a slippery slick. Baekhyun put you down carefully before you’d literally slip out of his arms, and pushed you against the tiled wall, caging you in.

Between kisses, he murmured: “Remember that word?” he was breathing harshly against your perky lips.

Lazily, you opened your eyes, completely wasted and drunk purely on him. His eyes were droopier than usual, the pout of his lips more prominent thanks to constant molding against your own. “The precoi…” you trailed off, biting your lip when the discomfort between your legs kept pulling on the sensitive muscles, asking for attention. “Yeah, I remember.”

“It’s time to take the lesson, little one,” he whispered and erased the distance between your mouths once again. The combination of his words and his actions made you moan, the butterflies in your tummy wild and very much alive.

His hands were doing their own work while his lips and tongue kept you preoccupied. 

He showed you what it meant to prepare you for him. His fingers were navigating you through your highest highs, his touches became so intimate and teasing; you swore they were leaving burns as they danced over your body.

The lotion felt like a second skin as it was melting away. It was a welcoming contrast with how your back was pressed against the wall while hot water was pouring on the two of you. Your legs were spread apart but Baekhyun had a steady arm around you while he showed you more than one way how he could pleasure you, and both included his mouth and fingers down there. 

By the end you were panting, your hands fisting his hair as you struggled to breathe and not sound like a donkey.

The physics teacher didn’t mind though. He was mesmerized and thrilled by each of your sounds and touches. He hated to admit it but it turned him on and made him proud that he was the one to lead you through this exploration of your body. Despite his needs, he didn’t leave even a single hickey, a single harsh bite that would scar your fine skin. He didn’t let go himself once while treating you to your first and second high. Everything had to be perfect for you. His ears were attentive to even the slightest hisses of yours.

“Baek-Baek-“ You couldn’t speak. Your legs were about to give in completely when, finally, he stood up and kissed you hard, pushing his tongue straight in to offer you your own essence. He yanked you to his body, his excitement once again resting against your tummy.

You swore you’d combust then and there. The moment was too intense, your senses were running on overdrive.

“I love you,” he said gently when he let go of your lips. Droplets of water were running down his flushed face, some got stuck on his straight eyelashes. Your hand reached out and rested against his cheek. He closed his eyes. “I love you, too.” You bit your lip, emotions giving you a strong whiplash. “So much.”

His eyes slowly opened up. His lips were separated, revealing the tips of his canines. He looked to-die for. You weren’t sure if it was all because of what he just showed you, or if you genuinely were experiencing these overwhelmingly strong emotions, but in that moment you were sure you’d die for him.

His forehead rested against yours, your fingers intertwined. You took notice how the hot water wasn’t running out even after such a long time, unlike what you were used to at your Halmi’s. By now you were both pretty close to becoming prunes.

With a final, intimate kiss to your forehead, he murmured: “Let’s get out of here.”

Few days went by and both of you were acting like you were on cloud nine. Surely, Baekhyun was going about it in a much more mature way, but his smiles were telling it all. You couldn’t have felt any better.

If you thought intimate times with him would come after a while, you were wrong. He kept his promise of you grading some leftover papers of your classmates and had you sit on his connected legs while you straddled him, your back to his chest.

He was gently nibbling on your neck, your hair swished to the other side to give him access. His fingers walked over your thighs, gently massaging the inside of it; too close to where it was growing achy with each of his unexpected actions.

“Hm, that answer is wrong,” he muttered in a low, throaty tone, keeping one eye on the paper. “Do you know the answer, little one?” His hand slipped in the inside of your pants and you froze for a moment. Closing your eyes, you tried to focus but you were already ready to give up the damn grading and just let him do his magic with you.

“It’s… um…”

His fingers caressed you once to let you know he was about to dive in. He could sense you were taken aback, but he didn’t want to startle you. His other arm was around your belly, warming your abdomen that was currently receiving pleasurable pulls in your muscles.

Baekhyun proceeded with his plan, and gently spread you apart, swirling motions working their way to the inside until pressing against your walls.

“We were talking about this subject in our tutoring session, remember?”

“Ah…” You were lying on him now. The pen in your hand was shaking from the trembles, but you weren’t about to let it go. He was still expecting an answer. “It’s B. The subject in the water…”

“Mhm,” he hummed to tell you you were on the right track. 

“The weight of that subject… in the-the water is equal to the weight of the fluid…” Two fingers and he was nowhere near speeding up as you wished he'd do. His nose was buried in your hair, while he amusedly watched the way your pen was shaking. “that the body displaces…”

“Wonderful. What amazing man are we talking about in this question, little one?” he asked straight into your ear. His voice was leveled, not affected at all.

His fingers changed their motions, and now the pressure was building up. Steadily, gradually. In and out went the motion and your legs started to shake as well. A moan left your lips. “Archime…des.”

“That’s right,” he pecked your temple proudly. “What a gorgeous and smart young lady I have the honor to call mine.”

By now you weren’t sure if it was his words that were making you let go of the strong pull of if it really were his lethal fingers.

Either way, when the words left his mouth in a purr, electricity ran through your blood at the speed of light and you were done for. Your mouth fell open at the same time you let the pen go. Panting heavily, you slumped against him, fighting the tiny stars you were seeing around you from such a teasing and intimate moment.

“Good job, sweetheart. You passed the test.”

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Halmi and Jontae arrived right on time, as you expected. It was after the midterms when your busy university schedule would let up some free time. Baekhyun also made his schedule so that you could prepare for the arrival of your family well. You cooked dinner together and shared laughs. It was a magical moment up until your Halmi came. When she did, you grew a little nervous.

“Who cooked this? You could add sweet potatoes to the rice, huh,” rasped Halmi.

“Halmi, I did it and we always cook it like that at home, too,” you spoke up in a tone that would let her know to stop looking for imperfections.

She wasn’t mean but you knew she was being strict with you and especially Baekhyun.

On the other hand, Jontae sitting next to your physics teacher was having the time of his life. It was obvious that your little brother was growing fond of Baekhyun. Who wouldn’t? Your heart fluttered every time you saw their interactions. Baekhyun had the tone of an older brother when talking to Jontae, and he was much more polished in the topic of toys and what was in for small kids than you thought. He was, indeed, a teacher.

“So your grades were good at the midterms, huh,” Halmi continued, unbothered by a smiling Jontae. “You better keep it up for finals too. You can’t lose the scholarship.”

“I know, I know,” you mumbled, poking the cooked meat, not really feeling like eating it. “I’m studying, Baekhyun makes sure I do.”

At the mention of his name, Baekhyun looked at us. He kindly raised his eyebrows, and smiled. “Yes, no funsies allowed. Must be 100% focused.”

Halmi grumbled something under her nose as she kept eating.

The dinner went on in peace. You let Halmi talk out all her thoughts, she had a look around Baekhyun’s place to make sure everything was looking like it should in a normal flat.

You shook your head at her behavior; but in a good way. Baekhyun had a modern apartment that you wouldn’t ever be able to afford, no matter how much you worked in your life-time. He had money, so you weren’t sure whom she was comparing the house with. Of course he would have everything a modern apartment needed.

“You’ll keep picking up Jontae when you can and help us out,” said Halmi. “I don’t want any nonsense like pregnancy-“ your hiss cut her off.

“Halmi, I already told you-“

“I don’t care. One look at you two and I’d know what’s the deal, huh!”

You swallowed and this time Baekhyun looked a little uncomfortable, too. Only Jontae was smiling like the little innocent Angel he was.

You sighed, letting go of the topic. You couldn’t fight Halmi; she was a tough woman. 

“Marriage is only possible after she graduates,” Halmi stated eventually. “If you're serious with her, you’ll wait.”

Baekhyun was surprised and you were too. But Baekhyun didn’t look at you. He was staring at Halmi who had her scorching gaze set on him, not blinking once. It looked like they were talking through eye contact.

Baekhyun nodded after a moment of silence. “Yes, ma’am, I understand.”

Once Halmi and Jontae were out the door you were fast to grab Baekhyun’s wrist before he could shuffle away from you, seemingly embarrassed.

“What was that about?”

“What do you mean?” he asked back, nonchalant.

“What was the deal about the marriage?”

“Halmi is just being protective over you.”

“No, there is something else… Did you…” you started, an explosion of various emotions erupting in your chest just at the scarcest idea of him wanting to marry you.

Baekhyun sighed and stepped closer, intertwining your hands. The other hand came up to cradle your cheek. “Yes. I did.”

Your eyes went wide.

“I asked her for permission… I… I don’t know, it was just out of nowhere. This overwhelming feeling came over me.”

“You already expressed your love to me, Baekhyun,” you said gently. “Marriage is… is not just a sudden spur of a moment-“

“No, no,” he shook his head, coming even closer. “I meant the overwhelming feeling of wanting to protect you and everything that belongs to you. Halmi and Jontae too.”

“Oh, Baekhyun…” tears burned behind your eyes.

“It was not a spur of a moment. I wanted to discuss with her the possibility of this happening in the future. It’s too soon, way too soon. And I wouldn’t want to tie you down- your Halmi is right. I’ll wait.”

“You would set me free by making me yours,” you whispered, the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Oh, baby,” he whispered in a slur.

You hugged him tight, and he buried his face into your neck. His hand was palming the back of your head protectively. You never felt more safe than in that moment. In fact, every moment spent with him was enriching and at the same time grounding.

He felt like the missing piece in your life. He taught you so much; you knew that next to his side you could only grow as a person. If you’d be together, you were sure you’d be an unstoppable couple.

“I’ll just attract you once you’ll graduate.”

You giggled at his words and his response was to squeeze your body more to him.

“And I'm already attracting a yes.”

<<<END.>>>

Thank you all for waiting and reading. <3

I would appreaciate at least half as much feedback as I got asks about updates please haha! I’m a nervous wreck these days. Send me some good vibes please! 😊

Also, this is the final. I will not be writing more for this story.

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[burnedbyshoto]

sleeping beauty

— You struggle to find a time to have sex with your beloved Aizawa. Unfortunately or fortunately, the only time you can fuck him is when he’s deep asleep.

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pairing: aizawa shouta x yandere fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, pwp, yandere!reader, non-con somnophilia, hairy aizawa rights, recording

word count: 4,201

a/n: mark ur calendar, im getting my nipples pierced nov 8. you bet ur ass imma write a bunch of nipple pierced readers from there on out. pray that my family never finds out about my nipples tho LMAO if they do,,, it;ll be ripped out of my boobies without a seconds hesitation

kinktober day 19 main kink: somnophilia | kinktober masterlist

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Aizawa was always busy.

Over the past ten years of knowing him, the two of you had been close. You were a good friend to him, someone he wouldn’t absolutely avoid at all costs when you walked through the hallways of UA, someone he wouldn’t mind rambling to him about their long day. Of course, you knew that you weren’t his closest friend, and to a certain degree, that upset you.

You had met Aizawa when you had first been a high school student; at the time, you were merely fifteen years old. He was twenty, only five years older than you, but he took your breath away from the first team-up. He had been tall, dark, and brooding, and your little coming out of an emo phase heart stood no chance. But, due to the age discrepancy, he was never anything more than a team member. Still, you held on.

You graduated from high school, made your impact as a sidekick, graduated to a Pro Hero, and offered a job at UA by the time you were twenty! So, for the past five years, you and Aizawa had been actual co-workers, and better yet, friends.

Aizawa indeed was one of a kind.

He still held the key to your emo school girl fantasy daydream, but you also discovered new sides and angles of him. You learned he was incredibly kind, thoughtful, and looked out for everyone, even if his gruff and sometimes rude mannerisms spoke otherwise. Although he tried to avoid any type of nonsensical drama like the plague, he was always caught up in it, which often amused you.

There was so much about Aizawa that you loved, so much that you adored and looked up to that it was no surprise that you figured your feelings of respect and admiration became love. 

True, deep love.

As a third-year teacher at UA, you found that your interactions with Aizawa were quite limited. Not only because he was always being placed with a first-year class and said class moving on without him — something that only happened because he kept expelling the damn students — but because he was incredibly close with the first-year teachers.

You loved Present Mic and Midnight and All Might, don’t get it wrong! Your admiration, love, and respect for them were unprecedented, but you hated how much of Aizawa’s time they took.

“Sorry, Mic needs help with lesson plans for my class,” Aizawa apologized for postponing your lunch date, not a date.

“Sorry, Midnight needs help separating the problem children. Apparently, they’re growing an immunity to her quirk,” Aizawa grumbled, shoving his phone into his pocket before leaving your office where you both had been talking and drinking tea.

“Sorry, All Might—”

“It the class, your problem children, I get it,” you force a smile onto your face, trying not to show just how irritated and disappointed you were on how these days were going. Aizawa pauses for a second, his tired, dried out eyes trying to read and uncover the depths of emotions swimming in your eyes before he sighs and runs off. 

But it went without saying that the people you hated most were Class 1-A.

The damn stupid, fucking, ungrateful class had already caused your beloved Aizawa to be hospitalized. The scar under his eye, a numbing reminder that you had nearly lost him, almost had to cry at his coffin with your feelings never once being uttered. They, without a doubt, took up his time the most.

He saw potential in all of them, none of them being failed or expelled by him thus far.

He spent countless hours up in the dead of night tracking each and every one of his student’s potential. Slaving away at his tablets to make sure that they all were feeling safe, heroic, and above all, they were headed to their individual greatness. So, although it would be two more years before you would have the opportunity to teach this class, you already had a vendetta against Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki. Those little shits always taking up your precious Aizawa’s time! He had never been this tired prior to them showing up!

But you never tried to think about it when you were with him.

You tried to openly accept your Aizawa’s new, incredibly busy schedule, and the moment the dorms appeared within UA, you found yourself more at ease.

To be frank, since you acknowledged your love for Aizawa at the mere age of twenty, and now at twenty-five, you had never taken on a lover or a one night stand. For years you had not allowed a person to grace you in bed or in their arms. It felt like you were betraying your love, and you would rather die than let that happen. 

But the thing is, you are human, entirely susceptible to waves of uncontrolled horniness and lust.

In the beginning, sex toys worked.

You would press a vibrator to your clit, your toes digging into the mattress as your other hand shoved a silicone dildo into your aching, needy cunt. At first, it worked! You would cum with the thoughts of Aizawa being the dildo buried deep within you. 

But eventually, you would find yourself at the peak of that orgasm, you knew the orgasm was right beyond the bend, just a step more, but you couldn’t get there. For weeks you realized that the vibrator, the dildo, and your fantasy thoughts weren’t enough. So, in your frustration, you began to search up audio plays of his narration at UA Sports Festival. Listening to his voice, ignoring Mics’ voice, to help coax you over that bend.

For a while, you were back to normal. Your highs and juices splattering all over your bed, a symbol of your lust and love for Aizawa as you gasped his name, wishing that the audio was real. But eventually, even the audios weren’t enough.

You craved Aizawa’s warmth, the feeling of his rough stubble against your sensitive skin, the throbbing of his cock buried deep within your womb, undoubtedly kissing your cervix. You wanted him; you needed your beloved.

As if by the grace of God, the moment you could no longer bring yourself to cum through that alone, the dorm system was put into place. And you, a teacher, were required to live on campus too. You tried not to think of Aizawa being a dorm away, tried not to feel the warmth fluttering under your skin when the two of you bid goodnight for the day.

You definitely tried to stay out of his room in the middle of the night.

God, you wish you could say that you stayed out of his room, but that would be a lie.

A big fat fucking lie.

It had started out innocently enough, you will claim.

You would see the exhausted man wave goodnight, grumbling that he needed to sleep now or else he would not wake up on time for homeroom tomorrow morning. You waved goodnight to him, trying to stay engrossed in a conversation you were having with Hound Dog. But an hour after Aizawa had gone to bed, you found yourself rushing away from the common room, explaining you had something to grade as you bid everyone goodnight.

Without a doubt, you ended up in Aizawa’s room that night.

In the darkness of the night, you watched the moonlight barely breach the thickness of his curtains to fall onto his face. You felt so warm as you stared at his slumbered face, your cheeks flushed as you watched his parted, chapped lips. You felt so light watching his chest rise and fall in a hypnotizing rhythm, reminding you that he is real, so very, very real. A part of you aching, knowing that he was entirely real and yet not yours. But still, you admired the way he looked so young, so intense, so ethereal as he dreamed.

You loved him.

Eventually, when you decided to leave, you pressed a kiss to his lips, smiling at the way his lips were exactly as you had imagined:

Supple, warm, and tasting of his mint toothpaste.

But the nightly visits didn’t stop there.

Most nights, you found yourself in his room, laying by his side, merely watching as he slept. No orgasm in the world felt quite as fulfilling as the quiet that came with just watching the over-exhausted Aizawa sleep. 

But this is not a story of simple love, no, not at all.

Eventually, you began to grow bold. Your fingers sinking into your wet cunt, playing with your sensitive clit as you watched him sleep. You bit your lip to keep yourself from moaning as a rasped breath expelled from his mouth. You nuzzled into the warmth of his body heat through at you and only prayed he would one day acknowledge and return your affections.

To be quite honest, you’re not sure when you began to suck him off too.

Maybe it was the first time his cock grew long and hard in the middle of the night, his mind undoubtedly having a wet dream. So, as his beloved, you only thought it was appropriate to give his body what he wanted. With the skills and intentions that could only arise from being a gifted Pro Hero, you pulled the blankets from his body and pushed his cock through the slit in his boxers, and took him all in your mouth.

His cock was absolutely mouthwatering too.

So big, so thick, so incredibly veiny that you nearly lost all control the first time you saw it in all its glory. He was better than any dildo you owned, his scent alone driving you crazy. And so, as you should, you began to fuck him, completely addicted to his aroma, taste, and touch.

After the first night, you continued to blow him. Continued to suck him off as Aizawa let out sleepy moans, grunts that were strained, his body shifting unknowingly as you continued to go up and down his length, continuing to relieve him of his stress. 

But you were human.

A human with needs and desires, and eventually, his cum coating your throat and filling your stomach wasn’t enough anymore. Which is where we find ourselves now, unashamedly fucking Aizawa each and every night, your cunt swallowing him whole, without a single shred of doubt of what was wrong with this.

There wasn’t anything wrong with this, and you knew that even if he was asleep the entire time you fucked him, it was for the better.

“Wow, Eraser!” Mic yelled from your side as you sat on the couch next to your beloved best friend. “You look like you’re glowing!”

Looking up from your phone, attempting to portray yourself as curious and unknowing, you found your gaze falling onto Aizawa, who had returned from an early evening training session with his class. As a matter of fact, Aizawa’s face was glowing; he looked incredibly much more relaxed, much more than he has been since the beginning of this semester.

“What do you mean?” Aizawa asked, evidently unimpressed as a lone eyebrow raised.

You watched on quietly, lips pressing to your cup as you took a drink of your tea as he sank onto a seat in front of you. 

“Wait, don’t tell me, listeners!” Mic gasped dramatically, his hands pressing to his cheeks as he stood up. His expression of shock and disbelief curling and becoming one of knowing and understanding. “Does our grouchy, one and only, Aizawa Shouta, a.k.a. Eraserhead, have a special someone?!”

“Mic—” Aizawa snapped, his eyebrows furrowing.

“There definitely has been an after-sex glow that Eraser has had for the past few weeks. He did say that he’s been feeling more… ahem, relaxed,” Midnight gasped, seemingly appearing from nowhere, incredibly interested in the rumor of Aizawa having sex. 

“Just because I’ve been feeling less tense doesn’t mean that I’m having sex.”

You giggled into your cup as the three of them began arguing, Mic and Midnights naturally loud noise quickly drowning out Aizawa’s fruitless attempts to shut down any sexscapades they were coming up with. 

“Y/h/n, what do you think?!” Mic yelled, his hand pointed at you as if holding a microphone as Aizawa had him pressed and tangled within his capturing weapon. “Is Shouta-chan having sex?!”

Yes, your mind begs to say, but your mouth curls into a teasing smile, eyes locking onto Aizawa’s annoyed golden ones. 

“I don’t think there’s anyone on this earth that Aizawa currently wants to fuck six feet into the mattress when he’s so busy,” you chide, your smile never entirely disappearing. At the same time, you take a long slow drink from your cup while everyone else (Mic only, really) continued to scream.

But you stayed there for the rest of the evening, working in silence with the rest of the group as next week’s lessons were laid out. Through a persistent, entirely stubborn will, Mic managed to get Aizawa to admit that he hasn’t had sex since the time he lost his virginity, to which Mic admitted to having had sex via orgies only. Midnight proudly announcing that she had a side piece at her disposal. 

So as you checked through your lesson plans for the ethics book your students would be reading next week, you shouldn’t have been surprised to see their expectant gazes on you.

“I had sex last night,” you admit, unable to lie under their amused gazes.

“WITH WHO?! ARE YOU SNEAKING SOMEONE ON CAMPUS?!”

For the rest of the night, you smiled brightly, laughing with the rest of them all as talks and stories revolving around sex filled the air. It lasted until past midnight, and with a heavy sigh, Aizawa excused himself first. You waved goodnight, and soon Midnight left, followed by Mic.

You stayed on the couch, your own attention focused heavily on the time and not what you were supposed to be doing. It didn’t take much before the time faded from 00:00 to 01:45, and with a brush of your skirt, you headed precisely where you wanted and needed to be.

The walk to his second-floor room filled you with lust. Your body, like some Pavlovian dog, trained and knowing that you were about to fuck the love of your life while he slept. He was so beautiful while he slept, a true sleeping beauty. You especially thought he was stunning when he bit his lower lip, stifling a moan despite his heavy slumber.

Without so much as a second thought, you apparated into his room, your feet cushioned by the soft carpet of his room. And with a smile that was dripping with your love, you stared at Aizawa’s sleeping form. He was already deep in sleep, his body positioned on his back as if he knew what you were doing, accepting the inevitable actions you would take tonight as you did every night. He just looked so calm, so beautiful, so youthful when asleep. The scar under his eye almost invisible 

But unlike most nights where he slept in a soft cotton long-sleeved shirt and sweats, you froze at the sight of the tight black t-shirt on his sleeping form, the shorts that were riding just the slightest bit too low on his sturdy, muscled hips. Your bit your fist, a bubbling heat of lust, and a whine tickling the back of your throat as you take in his sleeping form.

He was doing this on purpose.

Teasing you with this outfit on his sleeping body.

You huffed, inexplicably turned on as the small puffs of air past his lips seemed to thunder around the room.

You were wet already, so very wet.

“You’re so mean, Shouta-kun,” you whimper softly, your voice silent and unheard by his sleeping form. You walk closer to the bed, lips pulled into a pout as you sit on the soft mattress.  “Dressing up like that, I know you did that to tease me!”

Aizawa doesn’t respond because, of course, he’s asleep. But you smile regardless, imagining a million and three things he would say in response, each leading to what you wanted to do so desperately.

“I hope you know you were lying when you said you haven’t had sex since you were twenty,” you sigh, your fingers expertly removing his shorts and boxers from around his waist, using your quirk to make them reappear to the side of him. “We have sex practically every night; you’re so horny, my angel.”

You watch with a curling smile as his cock immediately begins to stiffen against your warm breaths, his face scrunching in his slight discomfort as his cock grows and grows. His cock is undeniably one of your favorite parts of his body. It’s pale in color, paler than the rest of his body, but as it extended to the swollen thickness of his head, it grew darker, the flushed brown pinkness of his head making you salivate at the memory of the first time you ever saw it. His cock, unlike the rest of his scarred body, was unharmed, unmarred by the horrors of the job the two of you held. The thick, beautiful smoothness of his skin, making your eyes flutter in unadulterated lust, his cock a symbol of your pure, unmarked love for him. You hum, hand grasping his length and lazily stroking him as your head tilts, reading his sleeping features for any sign of him enjoying this as much as you do.

“Aww, Shouta-kun, I wish you knew I fuck you. I bet you would turn bright red, knowing that I ride you every night. Maybe you’d use that weapon of yours to teach me a lesson or two,” you mumble, your hand gripping his cock harder as you stroke him.

A small glistening drop appears at the slit of his dick, and you shiver in excitement; he was already leaking pre-cum. 

“Look at you, already ready to have my cunt wrapped around that big cock of yours,” you mewl, absolutely ready to mount him, prepared to have his sleeping form cum deep within you. You stand up, removing your shorts and panties, and climbing onto the bed.

With the balance of a pro, you get yourself hovering over him, your already wet cunt shivering with the expectance of having him deep within you. Your hand on his cock never once stopping as you tease yourself against his swollen head, your voice a pathetic whimper as your slick mixes with his clear pre-cum.

“S-See how embarrassing you are!” you huff, rutting his length between his folds, lubing him up for the initial entrance because, by god, it still hurt. “Making my pussy so wet! I’m practically dripping all over you!”

There’s only a soft breath from his lips, but you grin as if he was speaking to you.

“You want me too, huh?” you giggle, and without further adieu, you sink against him.

His cock entering your tight cunt was still as mind-numbing as the first time. His cock easily buries into the small, thin wall of your cervix, and you tremble as his length stretches and pulls at your throbbing core. You can feel every curve in his cock, every vein, every gentle throb.

“Glad t-to know you find me… nnghh… find me i-irresistible,” you pant, face flushed with your desire to adjust quickly around him.

The conversation from tonight had made you entirely weak in the knees and hot at your core, knowing that you were the only one to really have claimed Aizawa, the only one who would ever know how his sleeping body craved you as much as you desired him.

You give a tentative swirl of your hips, your eyes trained on Aizawa’s relaxed ones, testing to see how tired and sleepy he was. There was no reaction, no movement outside of the typical grunt at the back of his throat. It was a noise he always made when you first moved with him, a noise that quickly seared in the back of your memory forever.

Shifting your weight to be more comfortable on your knees, your hot hands fall onto his tight chest, and with a sigh of pure relief, you begin to fuck him.

Your straddling aided the deep penetration, allowing for the gentle kiss of the tip of his leaking cock to your thin cervix wall. You clenched tightly around him, unable to keep yourself from doing so as you rode him, the feeling of his throbbing member within you absolutely breathing taking as you placed your claim on him again, again, and again.

Aizawa was fully sheathed within you, and your fingers twisted and pulled at the tight fabric of his shirt, raising it up so that you could admire his taut, tense abdomen, mewling at the way he’s happy trail was thick and bushy. You wondered how he would react to your fingers threading through his body hair, if he would love it; if he would hate it. 

“I want you to know how much I love you, how much I would give everything to you!” you whimper, your head fighting the instinct to throw itself back as you begin to drop onto his still cock faster and faster. “I wish you knew that you fuck me so good, Shouta-kun; I need you to know that! But you won’t even look at me! You won’t spare me a single second of your busy day, so that’s why I have to fuck you at night!”

Tears of both pleasure and hurt well into your eyes; you sniffle as you fuck him faster, dropping onto his awaiting cock with more significant, more aggressive slaps. The sounds echo throughout the room, the musky, sweet smell of your sexes is the only thing keeping you sane — that and the grunting noises that Aizawa keeps emitting, it makes your toes curl and belly flutter in a funny way.

“I bet you’ll fuck me so good once I get you to love me! You’ll never stop fucking me, you’ll never want to leave me because only I know how to fuck you correctly!” you snap, anger and lust licking through your tone, making your eyebrows furrow and your walls to clench even tighter around him. The building tension in your stomach is like a fire, and you can feel your high coming. “But you fuck me so good, baby, so good and you’re not even awake!”

And for the first time, you watch in electrifying pleasure as a low, husky, raspy moan leaves his throat as you fucked him. The sound alone was something downright pornographic to you, and the whine that spills from your mouth is nearly inaudible with the pitch it vibrates at. So without so much as a second thought, a bubbling smile spreads on your face, and you continue on, energy and excitement doubled in your joy.

Your hips roll, rise, and fall against his with growing force and speed. The small creaks of the mattress completely ignored by you as the throbbing and twitching of his cock buried deep within you keeps you pushing for more. The heat and pressure in your belly grow exponentially, festering and burning until you can feel yourself at the tipping point until you can’t do anything but focus on Aizawa and only Aizawa, or else you would scream his name in your euphoria.

The veins on his cock and the overall girth of his length send your mind spinning, not at all helping your predicament, and in a last-ditch effort to keep yourself from crying so loudly you would wake up even the dead, you lean forward. Your sweaty body leaning down to his parted chapped lips as you kiss him to keep yourself silent as your orgasm crashes through you in a blissful wave. Your body spasms almost uncontrollably, the nerves and firing axons through your body uncontrollable as you lay there, allowing for Aizawa to cum before you leave. You shudder at the feeling of his cum emptying out within you, his cock immediately softening as you lay there on top of him. His heart racing with his orgasm, and you sigh contentedly.

“God, I love you so much, Aizawa Shouta; I’ll make you mine one day,” you swear, your nose nuzzling his stubbled cheek.

You lay there for some time, enjoying the way he feels in you, content with the pooling cum from your still spasming cunt. But eventually, you pull away. You pull on your panties and shorts quickly, not wanting a single drop more of his cum to seep out of you. Unable to help yourself, you lick the leftover cum on his cock clean with your tongue before wiping him down with a towel to prevent the smell from clinging.

Your eyes study Aizawa’s face just before you leave, and your smile.

He really does look less tired after orgasming.

But the entire time you were there — the whole night you fucked him and spoke to him — you missed the red blinking light of the camera recording in the corner of the room.

#aizawa x reader #aizawa smut #bnha #bnha x reader #mha #tw: somnophilia #bbs kinktober 2020

[tetsuwhore]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 (𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮, 𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢)

Description: general NSFW headcanons with Kuroo, Osamu and Goshiki

Pairings: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader, Miya Osamu x Reader, Goshiki Tsutomu x Reader

Warning: explicit nsfw (duh), mentions corruption kink and degradation

he’d likely be into having friends with benefits arrangements - Kuroo enjoys the casual nature of the sex, and is very much capable of keeping his emotions in check so he doesn’t develop romantic feelings

though, he’d prefer it being with someone he’s actually good friends with rather than a mere acquaintance or a random hookup, simply because that’d make him feel more comfortable

this dude would probably text them to come over, do the Do™️, and then end up getting some takeout afterwards while they just chill and watch a movie or something lmao

Kuroo will frustrate you to no end - trailing his fingers just near the waistband of your panties, or planting kisses along your inner thighs while deliberately avoiding your core

he’s a tease - it’s just in his nature. he’ll keep up the dirty talk and deny you to the point where it’s maddening 

if you want to cum, you’ll have to either a) beg hard enough until he’s satisfied, or b) pull his head to your core and grind your hips into his face. he loves when you toss out all inhibitions and shamelessly decide to take matters into your own hands

when he wants to really mess with you, he’ll start grinding into you while you’re in his lap during a makeout session. he’ll make you ride his thigh and simply chuckle, doing a fat load of nothing when you whine about how it’s not enough stimulation to get you to cum

definitely uses sex as a form of stress relief. not only is he the Nekoma volleyball team captain, he’s also in college prep classes - a whole lotta stress equates to a whole lotta sex

for instance, say you’re studying together for an exam and he’s getting restless after having sat at a desk for hours. he’ll lead you to the bed, fuck you senseless to the point where you’re teary-eyed, kiss your forehead after you’re both satisfied, and then get right tf back to his textbook lmao

since you both have such tight schedules, there will be a lot of quickies. storage closet quickie, study session quickie, late night before a game quickie.

still, he’ll feel bad because he knows it’s not as satisfying or intimate, so when he has more time to spare, he’ll focus completely on spoiling you

Kuroo is a very giving partner in general - he gets off on making you squirm and cry out for him. he’ll seize every opportunity given to go down on you. he doesn’t care if he dislocates his jaw while making you feel good, he’ll ignore the ache and keep going until you’re satisfied

he’s an observant one, and will read your body language to learn what you like or dislike. he wants nothing more than to be the partner you need him to be, so he’ll change his approach according to what you respond well to

he notices you squirming more when he’s manhandling and degrading you? he’ll call you a dirty slut and tighten his grip on your hips

he feels your nails dig just a little deeper into his back when he’s being nicer and gentler? he’ll whisper sweet praises about how you’re such a good girl for him

ok im gonna stop now ffsfsfsfs can you tell how hard i simp for him

Osamu and Atsumu are always being compared to each other, with Atsumu being labelled the ‘wilder one’ and Osamu, the opposite

people who aren’t very familiar with him often make the assumption that he’s squeaky clean, and therefore, pretty vanilla in bed… right?

wrong. 

Osamu is into kink exploration, and is very much interested in discovering the various facets of sex

plus, he gets a little kick out of being so unsuspecting -everytime he’s in public and feels a mild sting from the scratches on his back, he smirks to himself, reveling in the feeling of having this dirty little secret

definitely one with a bit of a corruption kink. he finds it amusing how he’s perceived as a vanilla person, when in actuality, he’s the one who relishes the feeling of taking away someone else’s innocence

he gets such a hard-on for responsive partners, ones who can’t control themselves when they squirm around and whimper sharply at even the lightest touch. it’s a way for him to tell whether he’s doing a good job at pleasing his partner. plus, the little boost to his ego certainly doesn’t hurt

such a sucker for domesticity. there’s just something about watch you move around the house (the house you share with him), doing the laundry or cooking at the stove. it may seem odd, but it turns him on because it simply reiterates the fact that you’re all his

on several occasions, he’s found himself sneaking up behind you and gently wrapping his arms around your waist while you’re doing something. when you turn your head back slightly to smile at him, he’ll lightly press his lips against yours before trailing soft kisses along the back of your neck and shoulders

the moment never remains soft for long - soon, he’ll have his fingers in your panties, rubbing tight circles on your clit while you cling on to his arm for support. he’ll hold you in place all the way until you tense up and reach your orgasm

then this bitch innocently kisses your cheek and leaves like he didn’t just turn your legs into jelly lmao

during arguments, Osamu does have a tendency to get frustrated, and he sometimes gets up in your face, hissing at you over something he disagrees with. the tension in the room, paired with you two being pressed up so close to each other often leads to angry sex

he’ll push you up against a wall and pull you into a vicious kiss that escalates to him thrusting into you at a punishing pace. as the tension dissipates though, he’ll be less rough, going softer on you while whispering apologies and promising that he’d make it up to you

Goshiki probably gets a little blushy thinking about a lot of people, many of which tend to be strangers that he’s seen from afar and found attractive. he ends up having these little fantasies in his head sometimes - nothing too intense, and he probably wouldn’t even act on them

but while jerking off, his mind tends to… wander, and he begins fantasizing about these little crushes. he always feels bad afterwards, feeling like he was being disrespectful

lmao one time, he even felt compelled to go outright apologize to one of his senpais for having a ‘dream’ about her. she laughed when she deciphered what his stuttering words meant and brushed it off as something that happens to everyone

even if Goshiki’s dating someone by his third year, he may still be pretty nervous when it comes to sex. though, by the time you two actually start becoming sexually active, his drive to be ‘the best’ (yes, even at sex) is simply stronger than his nervousness

at first, you’ll likely suggest mutual masturbation so you can learn how the other likes being touched - he may not be 100% on-board at first, being impatient to jump right in and learn first-hand what you like, but he eventually realizes that it’s a good first step and agrees

he’ll need you to guide him yourself the first few times he touches you. gently grip his hair and guide his mouth where you want him, talk him through how you want him to finger you, give him verbal instructions if you want it “harder”, “slower” or “right there”, etc

as he learns, he’ll pick up on your non-verbal cues as well. he’ll start to observe your body language, or realize how your moans get louder when he does something that you like, and he’ll adapt his technique accordingly

he’s very eager to please in general, and will absolutely apply the saying “practice makes perfect” here, working hard at honing his technique to improve his skills. boy just wants to do his best to make you feel as good as possible

Goshiki always wants to be as close to your face as he can be because he loves hearing your pretty voice right up in his ear. as smug as it makes him, he still can’t help the blush on his face everytime he hears you cry out and whimper for him

for him.

you’ll actually make this boy short circuit if you moan his name while he’s touching you. he’ll tense up for a second, and then immediately go feral, working his tongue or fingers harder until you forget everything else but his name

he’s such a sucker for eating you out - he’s grown addicted to having your thighs wrapped around his head while he’s lapping his tongue at your clit and reveling in the gorgeous sounds of you sobbing his name

now everyone and their grandmother already headcanons this, but c’mon - praise kink. Goshiki fucking devours any praise you throw at him, be it about his physique or skill

it’s a way to boost his ego and bring out the more smug, dom side to him that makes him want to fuck you until you cry

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