people really just find anything to be pissed about these days huh........because sincerely, what the actual fuck are y'all going on about??? all this moral uproar and vitriol for a silly old-ass boyband song????? please stop it forever <3
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ships tag drop 1/??
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ) : promise me you'll stay beyond the sunrise
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐ ) :ย i have something to believe in now that i know you believed in me
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐ ) : you've been the only thing that's right in all i've done
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐ ) :ย love will come find me again
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐ ) :ย i like me better when i'm with you
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐ ) :ย iโve been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐ ) :ย without the dark we wouldnโt know the warmth of light
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) : ย just grab a hold of my handโย i will lead you through this wonderland
๐น ( ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) :ย you feel like home and everywhere iโve never been all at onceย
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ) :ย i just want to build a bridge from my heart to yours
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) :ย give your all to me iโll give my all to you
๐น ( ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) : letโs love like thereโs no goodbyes
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ) :ย love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ) :ย loving you is the most exquisite form of self destruction
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ) : and the longer you stay the ice is melting ; and the pain feels okay it's okay
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐ ) :ย with youโ i feel peace
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) : i will love you as the sea lovesโ in gentle waves and in ferocious storms
๐น ( ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐ ) : find what you love and let it kill you
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Stardew Valley characters pick and thoughts please
oh i like stardew valley, yay!! also um. sorry this took like a week to answer i was trapped in the ever-expanding labyrinth and had a horrific yet dream-like experience that changed me as a person irrevocably. i had to fight the minotaur. you know how it is. (exams. i'm still doing them but i've got a little break so c:)
if we're only counting the vanilla game, my all-time favorite stardew character is harvey! he's just so sweet & dorky & he likes radio and jazz!! i like radio and jazz!!! i do not like planes though but i would be willing to learn. for him. he reminds me of someone irl and i just love him lots, he's very neat <3 i also really like elliot and maru!! elliot is so charming and gentlemanly and so silly & maru is so passionate about her interests and so silly also. i think they're very neat :3
when i was young my favorite characters were sebastian and abigail because i thought they were cool and i related with their relationships with their parents. i also liked shane because he reminded me of sans undertale (i REALLY liked sans undertale back then) but like. if sans undertale were a depressed alcoholic. and didn't make jokes. and liked chickens. and i don't even know why he reminded me of sans actually they have barely anything in common. i think it was the jacket maybe? so. i don't even like him anymore really. my tastes have changed since then & i think you can tell hehe
i have to admit i don't like some other characters...sam and emily mostly. idk sam always rubbed me the wrong way, he just seems kind of...inconsiderate? immature? like harvey, he reminds me of someone i knew. unlike harvey, this is bad. i did not like that person. emily i have less of a reason to not like, she just never clicked for me. idk man.
if we're counting modded characters however.... ridgeside village has such incredible characters. they're all fleshed out with their own personalities and routines and backstories and god i love that mod sososososo much!!!!! but if i had to choose my favorite.....jio. i just really like the "cool tough assassin soft only for their lover" trope and he delivers!!!! especially ever since he got a massive dialogue update. literally the one complaint i had was that his dialogue isn't very romantic until you marry him and now that that's been fixed with a massive dialogue overhaul (marriage dating AND friendship!!!) i've been having so much fun โก he's the reason i started getting back into stardew valley honestly. i put it down for a while but a year or so ago i saw this cool mod with this cool guy and boom, old hyperfixation renewed, hehe :3 there honestly isn't anyone i don't like in the mod, everyone is so cool and pretty and well-written i love all of them! there are a lot of other mods i could talk about (and i mean a LOT. i have 302 mods installed. the game takes twenty minutes to load.) but this is getting kind of long so probably i'll stop here.
i've been playing since the game was released (and the only reason my mom let me play this game when i was that young was because i sold it to her as a farming sim and not as a HomosexualTM dating sim) so i've got a lot of feelings about it! to me it represents both my childhood and a new future i'm making for myself if that makes sense. thanks for asking about it, i loved talking about it more than i thought i would <3
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your boyfriend cannot stop himself from kissing you all over. kissing you is his favorite thing to do - no matter when or where.
โ๏ธ๏ฝtags. older bf!gojo satoru x female reader. suggestive, mild (to somewhat) nsfw, fluff. lots of kissing. lots and lots of kissing and loving. he fondles and gropes you everywhere basically. clingy satoru. tiny bit size difference (yes ok im a slut, what about it). body worship kinda. readers gets called โsweet / pretty girl, baby, princessโ. beta read? whatโs that.
you fell for it again; satoru told you it was only going to be a quick peck on the lips. โi promise, baby, c'moooonโ โ you recall him begging in that whiny voice of his. that's all what was needed to make you putty in his hands.
โfine, but only one kiss, okay?โ you gave in and walked over to satoru, climbed onto your shared bed and leaned in for a swift kissโonly for his strong arms to cage you in and never let go. it had been ten minutes since; the apartment was silent, except for the lewd sounds of your shared kisses and heavy breaths.
satoruโs soft hands are wandering everywhere. from cupping your cheeks to rubbing your sides and gripping your ass. the clock was ticking loudly, but the sound of it was drowned out by your moans. and satoruโs low, needy whimpers.
the appointment you were getting ready for had long slipped your mind.
โmh, youโre such a good kisser, baby,โ the white-haired man sighs. he absolutely loves the way you follow the movements of his glossy lipsโyour head tilting to the side and backโautomatically accomodating to satoruโs motions. he was kissing you with an urgent need. one you had never known or witnessed before, โmore, ngh, need more of you, please.โ
satoru was not letting up. you couldnโt blame him; it was easy to get lost in this warm and cherished moment of peace. his sweet kisses switched intensityโgoing from innocent kisses to sloppy ones, resulting in your chin dripping with a mixture of saliva.
you whine and straddle satoruโs lap which earns you a happy hum from your lover. that was his plan all along: to completely distract you from the fact that you had to leave the house. that you had to leave his side. others would call it annoyingly clingy, but satoru absolutely needs your lips on his.
he is sure that he would go insane if he spent a whole day without kissing you. an hour is already too long, if he is honest.
satoru would love to kiss you until the end of time. until death comes knocking onto his door. the last thing he desires to feel is your plump lips and wet tongue wrapped around his. a peaceful, warm death. one with no regrets.
โmhmmm, fuck, you taste so sweet.โ satoru's eyebrow furrow in delight. he is nearly overstimulated by the taste of you. the way your small body clings onto him, your hands holding onto his jaw and sliding down his chest, your sounds of pleasure that only he could ever have the honour of hearing.
it was perfect. all of you was perfect.
your parted lips make way for his tongue again. satoru slips his tongue inside your mouth. it was tender, yet demanding. your throat tightens up and a choked moan fills his ears. his cold fingers make contact with the warm skin of your midriff. they were aiming at one place; your chest.
the one satoru loves to fondle no matter when or where. the same one he loves to use as a pillow every night.
โnnh, โtoru, needโto breathe,โ you are running out of air. the short gasps you took between the heated kisses were not enough to fill your lungs. but, it was addicting. the shortness of breath the two of you experienced only served as more proof of your love.
neither of you want to pull awayโto pause the make out session for even what could be a split second.
the older man below you is hesistant. he does not want to let go of you. it's like youโre asking him to break upโthatโs how much it hurts him to stop kissing you.
however, he felt a bit light-headed from the lack of oxygen as well. satoru pulls away, but not without sweeping his tongue over your bottom lip, lapping up the drool that dripped down the corners of your mouth.
his eyes are half-lidded and glazed over with both love and lust. you stabilise yourself by holding onto his broad shoulders and satoru rubs your back to help calm you down further. a ghost of a grin tugs at his lips. he surely is enjoying your adorable, exhausted demeanour. your chest was heaving up and downโhis fingers sneaking to your front and wrapping around a breast to feel its tenderness.
โpretty,โ satoru sighs. he takes the chance once your lips part to take a deep breath. his tongue quickly slips in, invading your mouth and exploring every inch before separating the two of you again. he can not go a minute without kissing you. you sure are like a drug to him, โthank you, princess.โ
you are surprised by the sudden tongue kiss, but brush it off with a chuckle. you know how satoru is; not able to keep away from you in heated moments like these. his large hands fondling, groping and squeezing every area of your body only proves that point.
โthank you for what?โ you ask, planting a soft peck on his lips. your boyfriend responds by holding the back of your head. he leans in for another kiss like a man depraved of any affection. you shudder and hold onto him like he there is no tomorrow. he does the same back, squeezing you against his chest.
satoru slightly tilts his head back to answer your question. his breath was hot on your mouth, a faint string of saliva hanging between your bottom lips. he can not hold the urge. he can not answer. his lips are already colliding with yours once more.
over and over. until the two of you were out of breath and needed a break again.
โthank you for being with me,โ satoru answers in a quiet whisper. the pad of his thumb brushes back and forth against the waistband of the shorts you are wearing. there is an urge to pull them down and reveal those pretty little panties you are wearing, but his current priority is to feel your mouth on his.
until he gets enough. which is never. never in a million years.
โthank you for everything, honestly,โ satoru continues and leaves a couple wet kisses down your neck. his hands do not leave your perfect body. heโs admiring every curve - every body part that had yet to be touched, โcould have never believed that iโd end up with such a pretty girl. but, here i am, with the prettiest girl in the world in my arms.โ
satoru had a way with words. one that left you flustered like crazy each time. he looks at you and thatโs when you know that he means every word. his eyes were shining, even when half-lidded. the admiration in them more than just visible.
he looks at your face and body like heโs witnessing the world's greatest treasure. and that you surely are.
โstop saying that.โ you giggle embarrassedly. you cover your mouth to hide your smile, though satoru is quick to grab your wrist and pull your hand away. he keeps holding onto your arm to prevent you from hiding your face from his sight. and to stop you from hiding your lips from his, of course.
the older man clicks his tongue, scolding you jokingly for trying to hide that precious smile from him. he kisses the corners of your lips, touch lingering against your hot skin, โhow am i supposed to admire my pretty girl if she keeps hiding herself, hm?โ
you squirm due to satoruโs flirty words. his gentle tone of voice is making you feel those tingles in your lower abdomen. there has not been a single moment in your relationship where your lover made you feel unwanted. itโs been the complete opposite every day.
โsomeoneโs getting a bit squirmy, aye?โ your boyfriend teases. he knows that the combination of his words, looks and actions make you weak in the knees. you always react like itโs your first time kissing and that is both endearing and amusing to him.
you canโt control your bodily reactions either. the sight of satoru beneath you is simply too much. his fluffy hair that sits messily due to your fingers that tugged and played around with the strands, his black top riding up to reveal a glimpse of his defined abs and happy trail. . . the faint blush on satoruโs cheeks and the needy look in his eyes.
you surely canโt leave him alone while he looks like that.
โshut up and kiss me already.โ you respond with a huff. and so, satoru does. wasting not a single second. kissing you is his jobโhis passion. the only thing he ever craves for.
the room once again fills with noises of pure contentment, enjoyment and pleasure. itโs just you two in that momentโno one else mattered.
as long as your lips stay attached to each other, no one actually does.
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โc'mere megumi. i know you're tired.โ
gojo calls out to him but the boy ignores him and continued to walk.
โhe won't satoru. you traumatized him.โ you quipped at him.
teleportation is fun and all but not to a fourth-grader megumi who got almost dropped mid-air from the teleportation skill gojo have, only to catch him mid-air before he truly drops.
โi catched him before he fell.โ the white-haired male pouts.
โcatched him before he fell?โ scoffing at him. โhe's a child, satoru. think before you do something to him. you almost endangered him with your antics and you can't do whatever you please when you want. you're an ass and you know it.โ you spat at him and gojo pouts and he's like a child kneeling down while being scolded.
you crouched down to meet the height of megumi. patting his head and you began to speak in a soft voice. โi'll carry you, okay? i promise no funny business.โ drawing a cross in your chest to convince megumi. the poor child is sleepy and fighting the urge to not sleep caused by the earlier wrongdoing of an pre-adult.
deciding to trust you, megumi comes closer to you and puts his arms around your neck before carrying his small body in front of you. your arms tucked under his thighs and it turns to snuggle you. his jaw in your shoulder.
megumi blankly stares at the adult behind you. immature, he thought but his eyes are getting heavy and sleep is calling to him. before his eyes closed he reminds himself not to be carried by that weird man.
it took a few seconds before the child snuggling in you fell asleep. you can tell from the lack of movements of his body and the small snores. patting his back before continuing to walk.
gojo followed you. he felt bad and it was like a punch to him in the gut when you scold him but he likes it. loves it when your cheeks puff and your eyes rolling at him in annoyance.
stopping at a bakery to get a few sweets to satisfy his sweet tooth and for the siblings to eat back home. you continued to walk, enjoying the little peace and quiet before a old lady approached at you three.
โoh my! what a cute family.โ the old lady commented and your eye twitched at the comment. giving the lady a smile before briefly bowing.
taken a back at the sudden statement before gojo burst out in a laughter. โshe called us a family, (y/n).โ
โha-ha-ha. funny.โ you dryly responds to him and adjusting your arm to make megumi comfortably settle in you. the child is completely passed out in your grasp and you can't help but to kiss megumi's wild hair in which megumi groans before going back to sleep.
โaww, come on. i didn't mean it, okay?โ gojo whines, blocking your way as he walked backwards to meant he really is sorry.
โokay.โ you replied back to him. โjust don't do it again.โ
โokay!โ he beams up and once again silence filled in the long way of walking.
dusk is beginning to settle down and the sky turns into orange. the sunlight giving it's final rays before the night falls.
โkind of you to take them both, satoru.โ you break the silence and gojo hums. thinking about something.
despite gojo's stubbornness and his lack of tact in things, you like that he's willing to help the children to have a roof over their head and spoiled them like it's his own. even preventing megumi to be taken away from his clan and let him have a normal childhood with his sister.
โsay, (y/n). what if we adopt them both?โ gojo asks you.
โwe? and adopt?โ gojo nods. waiting for your answer. โi think it's fine. these two will have two guardians to look them over if the other one's not around and in case something's happen to one of us.โ
โdon't say that, (y/n).โ
you raised an eyebrow at him and smiled.
โit's inevitable, satoru. in this line of work we have.โ you said to him. referring how dangerous the jujutsu society is and you'll never know what the future may hold.
โi'll protect you. usโ" his bright blue eyes peeking through his dark glasses with sincerity. looking at you and megumi sleeping in your arms.
โsatoru....โ you call him and his eyes full of sincerity.
โthat's nice, satoru.โ you smile at him but the expression in his face is anticipating something more.
โi know you will, satoru.โ and he grins. pressing a tender kiss in your forehead and patting megumi's head. โstop that, sato. you'll wake him up and don't get too sappy with me. it's not you.โ he pouts at that but kisses you again.
he can't wait to be with you forever.
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Feel You Deep
NSFW. MDNI.
WARNINGS: Smut, piv, overstimulation, dom Theo, sub reader, praising, dumbification, a bit of subspace, begging, teasing, dirty talk, pet names, use of the name daddy (not always), breeding kink, size kink?, a tiny bit of aftercare.
Let me know if I missed any, please!
SMUT UNDER THE CUT!
Theo's tip was teasing your clit. You needed him inside you after hours of edging, eating your cunt like a starved man, never letting you feel the true orgasm.
-"You wanna feel me inside you, sweetheart? Just a bit more, I promise, and you'll have my cock deep inside your pussy."
Theo said making you moan and whimper at the dirty talk.
-"Please Theo, please. i.. I need you. I need to feel you please please"
Theo smirked as you begged, watching your arousal mixed with his saliva spilling out of your little cunt.
-"I don't think it will fit, love. What do you think? Can this little pussy take my big cock? Hm?"
Theo said teasingly, making your cunt clench around nothing, feeling even more frustrated.
-"It will! I know it will! I'll take it like a good girl, please, please, I need to feel y... OH!"
You moaned when Theo pushed the tip inside you, your walls stretching and pulsating with desire. Theo looked at you with dark eyes, filled with lust.
-"You wanna come, sweetheart? There's not going back, yeah? I'm sure you'll take it all like a good girl."
Theo slowly pushed his cock all the way, your walls swallowing and almost suffocating him. He was completely inside you, feeling him everywhere. His tip was brushing your cervix, making you cry out in pleasure, but he let you adjust.
-"Look at that, pretty. Look at how good you're taking me, such a good girl. Fuck... Such a tight little pussy, so perfect around me."
At a slow peace, Theo started thrusting inside you deeply, making you moan his name over and over again. Your cunt was aching to be filled to the brim, just like now. Theo groaned, kissing your neck.ย
-"S.. so big. Oh my god! That feels so good T... THEO!"
You moaned loudly when the tip of Theo's cock hit that little spongy spot that makes your pussy clench and scream. Surely, the neighbours already know what's happening.
Theo's thrusting speeded, always hitting that spot, making you see blurry and tear up, it felt so good. Your moans were high, Theo hardening even more while hearing your desperate screams and praising you.
-"You like that, huh? Feels good, honey? Let me take care of you, yeah? I'll make you feel good, fill you with my babies, yeah? Good fucking girl"
Theo was kissing your neck, thrusting into you and sneaking his hand between you two to rub your clit, it was so overwhelming. Your walls clenched even more, indicating that you were close.
-"T... Theo, I'm close, please please please let me cum. Please"
-"Go ahead pretty girl, make a mess on my cock. Milk me, yeah? I've got you, so pretty when you make those noises and tighten around me."
And with that you came around Theo's dick, while his hand was still circling your clit. He rode out your orgasm, but didn't stop. He kept thrusting into you, and dirty talking. You knew that Theo had high stamina, but you hoped that he was close.
-"S'too much! Feels good!"
-"I know beautiful, I know, you did so well, but you can take more. Take daddy's cock like a good girl, yeah? You can."
Theo was thrusting even faster now, but it was difficult for him, your walls were the tightest they've ever been, making it hard to pull out.ย
-"Sweetheart, I need you to relax for me. I promise it'll feel good, c'mon, you can do it. Let daddy push all the way in. Oh, look at that, do you feel me in your stomach, angel?"
Theo said while looking at the bulge that appeared in your belly when he thrusted. He presses down on it, getting you to your high even faster, his cock hitting your cervix.
-"I'm so deep inside you, baby. Want me to breed you like my own little slut? Fucking hell, you feel like heaven, my girl."
Theo's praise brought you to your second orgasm, triggering his first one. You were shaking, but Theo didn't stop. He was breeding you like he owned you, and his thrusting didn't slow down, in fact, he went harder.
-"Theo! I can't take it, please, no more, no more... P... PLEASE!"
Theo didn't stop, he wanted to see you break one last time. He wanted to see you convulse underneath him, he wanted to feel you spasm around his cock. His mind was filled with absolute lust.
-"Pretty girl, weren't you the one begging for my cock before? I know you can take one more, honey. For me, yeah?"
You started scratching Theo's back while he rubbed circles on your bundle of nerves and left hickeys all over you. It was too much, you were completely in subspace, not even thinking. He was fucking you dumb.
-"You look so beautiful when you moan like that, does my cock filling you up and stretching you feel good? I bet it does, you're clenching so tight 'round me. Oh fuck... If you keep doing that I'll come again, sweetheart. So pretty for me, only for me, yeah? Let me feel you cum around my cock one last time."
That was it. You came. Hard. Your thighs started shaking, your back arching and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. The sight in front of Theo was mesmerising, making him come inside you again.
-"Fuck, look so pretty like this, honey, yeah, take it, I'm filling you up like a good girl, so filthy with my babies."
Theo pulled out of you, feeling exhausted. He was lying on top of you, both breathing heavily. You couldn't move your legs, they felt sore and all of your body was sweaty.
-"You did so good sweetheart, wanna take a bath? Yeah, let me help you."
Theo carried you to the bathroom and cleaned you up while praising you. When he was done he dressed you up and himself and cuddles in the bed.
-"I love you so much, my perfect princess."- Theo said while kissing your forehead.
-"Love you too, Theo."- You sleepily said and slowly drifted off to a deep sleep.
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SORRY IF I MADE ANY GRAMMAR OR MISTAKE IN GENERAL, ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!! :)
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In fatherโs embrace
synopsis:ย HSR men as dads and what your family dynamic is like.
pairings: Blade, Gepard, Loucha, Sampo, Jing Yuan x fem!reader (separately)
tw: fluff, established relationship, implied initial mortal x immortal in Bladeโs
word count: 5.2k words
a/n:ย Luofu Xianzhou timeline is hell, so Bladeโs one is quite vague.
Hereโs the Genshin version!
Blade
Blade tends to say that he has no connection to his past, but that is not true and very few (mostly Kafka) know he is lying. Even with his life and death fucked up he can't simply let go of someone his heart has been always full with, of someone who he promised himself to by the altar, even if under another name, of someone, who gifted him the joy of both his previous and current life - your daughter.
The blade - a cold weapon with no feelings - should not experience being lucky, but thatโs what he was, when you clutched him in your arms the first time after his return from the dead and sobbed in his chest, telling him how much you missed him, how much his little angel missed him.
Back then he should've left without a trace, maybe even coming to you in the first place was a mistake, but he just couldn't. And his resolve crumbled completely when a white-haired toddler in your arms gazed at him with the same soft eyes as yours and reached out to his face, hesitantly asking "dada?".
As much as Blade is capable - he loves you and your daughter. He is quite absent due to his involvement with the Stellaron Hunters, but you understand how important that magenta-haired woman's ability is when it comes to restraining the mara in his body. After all that's the reason why he can visit without fear of hurting you or his little girl.
Some other sacrifices had to be made - one of them was moving from the Lofu Xianzhou, but that was alright and your daughter loved her new environment. Besides, dada has been visiting more often ever since you moved! And no one really bothered or chased after you (after all, you are still registered as his wife and higher ups of Lofu know), which, you assumed, was somehow connected with a young girl that once came with Blade.
Kafka once brought up a proposition of moving you two to the Stellaron Hunters' base for Blade's easier access, but he declined. At least his loved ones should have a peaceful everyday life.
With a tired sigh the black-haired man lowers himself on a sofa in the living room of the house you two purchased to start a seemingly new life. The red-hot iron in his eyes disappears behind the heavy eyelids and for a moment Blade allows himself to relax. The little wonder, that is his daughter, ran to your bedroom to fetch some hair accessories, after you encouraged your husband to let her style his long locks.
He doesnโt move when you sit next to him, hip to hip and heart to heart. He welcomes your sneaking fingers, curling his, creating a secure lock of hands. The weight of your head resting on his shoulder is grounding and he canโt help but press his cheek against it.
Itโs soothingly silent.
It almost reminds him of the past.
โFor how long will you be staying this time?
Even your question, spoken in a tender, understanding voice, is familiar. You used to ask him the same thing in-between his Cloud Quintet-related missions.ย
These days itโs difficult to sneak and see you during breaks though.
โFifteen days,โ his breath is even, and eyes are still shut, but he senses a smile that tugs on the corners of your lips.
โThatโs a lot. She will be so happy,โ and he knows that you are as well.
The rapid stomping of little feet bursts into your peaceful serenity, and you simultaneously glance at the doorway. Low and behold - the soon-to-be hair stylist is proudly running into the room, tightly clutching your jewelry box with various hair pins inside.
โDad, I practiced! Mom says Iโve been making huuuuuuge progress!โ
A tiny smile touches his pale lips - itโs such a miracle that a monster like him is blessed to have the most adorable child in the whole universe. With her and you by his side, this life gets more and more bearable.
โIf mom says youโve been, then it must be the truth,โ he nods, letting go of your hand - but not before giving it a little affectionate stroke with his thumb, - sliding down and onto the floor, turning his back to the girl.
Giggling excitedly, she gives you the box, which you quickly unlock, and starts looking through the many intricate pieces of jewelry (many are your belovedโs presents), until finding the perfect one.
Having his hair being touched is weird. He was aware that the white luscious locks used to draw attention, but only you were honored to run your fingers through them, and only his baby was allowed to tug on them, making her father wince. Now itโs different - she is oh so careful, brushing, collecting stray locks and braiding, not once causing him pain.
Blade sighs again, but looks at you from the corner of his eye, catching you snickering in your palm upon gazing at something that your daughter is turning his hair into. Well, thatโs concerning.
But at this very moment he canโt bring himself to care. If he gets fifteen whole days before his next mission, he is going to savor this time with his family - no matter how disastrous heโs going to look by the end of it.
Gepard
A family man. So no one was surprised when in the end the leader of the Silvermane Guards ended up with three kids - two sons and a daughter. Partly it was dictated by the rules of nobles and his family among them, but ultimately it was your mutual sincere decision.
Itโs obvious he is not there for many of his kidsโ first times, as sometimes his duties prevail and even the Supreme Guardian cannot help it, but he really-really tries to be there as much as possible. He appreciates the videos you send him, has every single one stored in his phoneโs memory and sometimes, when there is no communication, in his spare moment he replays them to remind himself that soon heโll return home and see his kids and you.
Only one time he really fucked up because of work - during your first pregnancy you both underestimated the soon arrival of your due date and he left on a mission with his troops, reassured that heโll be back before the day you go into labor. The snowstorm was severe and the connection was cut, so the message Serval sent him when your water broke was not delivered. His soldiers would bring to their graves the image of a deathly pale Gepard, when many hours later he checked his phone back at the base and nearly broke the screen, trying to type his sisterโs number.
After that he started taking paternity leave seriously.
You do not keep in touch with his parents a lot - there were instances where they disapproved of you, but all of his siblings are always welcomed in your house and to see their nephews and niece, because they supported your relationship from the moment they met you in flesh.
Serval is an enormous help when it comes to babysitting. Itโs like her part-time job honestly - you even offered to pay her, but she declined, suggesting offering her a helping hand whenever sheโd need instead. Oh, and to be the first one out of all the Landau siblings (after her brother, of course) to know about the latest updates on your kids.
The kids that are adorable. All three won the โblue eyesโ lottery, which, given the previous generations of Landau, is not a big surprise; both boys look like Gepard, while the girl took more after you in appearance. The man really doesnโt want to play favorites, but sometimes he is just too weak for his little princess, who looks just like her mom. She is the youngest too with a pretty big age gap between her and her brothers, who were born a year apart, so there is literally no jealousy, because your sons took their fatherโs example and became her protectors.
Even from a 'big bad dragon' that is their auntโฆ
When you step inside your house and hear the kids still fussing somewhere in the rooms, involuntarily your gaze falls to the old grandfatherโs clock in the foye. Almost midnight. All three should be long asleep with Serval sending you a notification of her success. Which you didnโt receive and for that reason had to cut your date short and hurry back home.
Your husband looks as concerned as you are, locking the door and straining his ears to determine whatโs going on. With both your coats abandoned, you carefully step further into the house, making your way to the line of light coming from under one of the doors.
Two jaws almost kiss the floor when you see Serval lying on the floor tied and gagged with a scarf. Alone. For a moment you fear the worst.
Rushing inside, you let Gepard search the other rooms for intruders. Helping your sister-in-law to sit is no problem, but the knot behind her head is awfully tightened. In the end you manage to yank it down to free her mouth, quickly switching to the rope constricting her hands.
โY/n, oh my god,โ she gasps, finally able to speak. โWho taught your sons to tie knots like this!? I didnโt know a sixteen- and fifteen-year olds can be so strong-โ
โCome again?โ Stunned, you stop untying her wrists, looking at the woman with widened eyes. Your boys did what?
โMy precious nephews - whom I really do not want to strangle - took the game of knights too seriously, and when - maybe a half an hour ago? - I decided to play the dragon who was stealing the princess - my niece of three years, - they attacked and tied me!โ
โHuhโฆโ is all you can say, feeling relief wash over you. At least there are no burglars or kidnappers and your kids are safe.
When, listening Servalโs huffs of complaints, you move to untie her legs, the heavy steps of your husband are heard in the hallway, accompanied by the boys whining and begging their dad not to come to the living room, because the dragon would eat their sister.
His tall figure appears in the doorway, with your daughter in his arms, looking very sleepy, and two almost carbon copies of their dad pulling at his jacket to give them their sister back.
โServal, what in blazes have you told them?โ The judging tone and the squint of his blue eyes are directed at his elder sibling.
โIt was just a game, Geppie! A silly game they turned into reality.โ
โAunt said sheโd eat her,โ your oldest pouts, eyeing her cautiously. โAnd she told us stories about the cannibals the other night-โ
โServal, you what?โ
โHey, they asked me to! Oh, thanks, Y/n,โ she shrugs the loosened rope off of her. โWhere did you even get this?โ
โAunt Lynx gave us,โ the second son chirps, hugging Gepardโs side. โShe showed us how to do knots.โ
โThis little-โ
Suddenly you feel a headache coming. With big family come big challenges, but something of this caliber hasnโt happened in a while. It makes you smile though - you almost forgot what it was like - to raise two boys. Seems like your girl brings the borderline naughtiest out of them.
Loucha
To begin with it's worth mentioning that your and Loucha's marriage started as an unpredictable necessity. You both needed to enter the world that allowed only married foreigners' access. So, quickly figuring that your goal matches, you got married on a neighboring planet, spent a month there to make the marriage more believable in the sense of its duration and learning more about each other. Yeah, all of that just to fulfill your respectful jobs. You invented and rehearsed all the possible answers to the questions, perfected your affectionate act and were actually feeling quite comfortable around each other.
It was almost funny, when on the 'how many kids do you plan to have?' Loucha confidently answered 'two', and a couple of years later your first son was born, and then, after 7 more years, another one was too.
Admittedly, the oldest one was kind of unplanned, but at that point you traveled so much together, shared so many memories, even ended up caring for each other on a lover-like level, that you decided to give it a shot, just like you did with the continuation of your marriage.
And Loucha couldn't be more pleased. Surprisingly, he found the peace of those first years he spent settled down to raise your boy delightful. And there was something exciting about having a little wonder with a perfect mix of both of your features in your arms, as your husband's hand is resting on the small of your back, leading you through the crowds of the new planet's lively market, as the child's eyes shine with marvel, taking in his surroundings.
When Loucha suggested having another one it simply felt right.
Your sons are so lucky in the sense of seeing the universe, because their father is a traveling merchant. Sure, he doesn't always take you and your two boys with him, but whenever his deal allows him enough freedom and your kids are doing great in school and can be taken on a little vacation - you three are going with him.
Usually he gets to take care of the youngest one, since only Loucha's vast knowledge can satisfy his curiosity, while the oldest one calmly walks hand in hand with you, content with listening to their conversation and pointing out to you the things he already knows himself, receiving a soft praise from you and an approving nod from his father.
Back home the roles reverse - the oldest is spending most of his time with Loucha to learn all about medicine and healing techniques, while the youngest is more interested in sharing your hobbies.ย
The two hardly ever quarrel as siblings tend to do, and it must be because of the overall serene atmosphere of your family dynamic, your soft nature and your husband's tranquil behavior.ย
More than a decade ago Loucha wouldn't have imagined himself with a wife and kids. Nowadays, however, he doesn't like the thought of not having the three of you by his side.
It is a quiet afternoon. A little house you rented for a little vacation has a nice yard - perfect for the kids to have fun outside. You occasionally glance at them from the window of the kitchen to make sure everything is fine, while your hands never stop moving - washing, cutting, stirring.
At some point you are so caught in the moment of tranquility, that you do not hear your husband walking in, until he softly hums to alert you of his presence, and puts his palms on your waist.
โSmells delicious,โ you smile, feeling his chin on your shoulder, and grab a piece of a tangerine you are meaning to use for dessert, offering it to him.
โMhm, I am trying to cook what we had yesterday at that restaurant.โ
Ah, right, the restaurant the kids enjoyed. He remembers how you sneaked to the kitchen and came back with a little less credits, but with new recipes and an excited smile on your face.
โHopefully my rendition will be to our boysโ liking. And donโt think I forgot about you - those Loufu Xianzhou-style noodles are already on their way!โ
โSo thoughtful of you, darling,โ his silky voice caresses your ear and not a second later a kiss is pressed to your cheek. โDo you need any help?โ
โWerenโt you busy?โ You decide to clarify, clearly recounting how he locked himself in one of the rooms earlier that day to test something. To your question Loucha shakes his head.
โAll done already. And I missed you and the kids.โ
โThen go and play with them,โ you urge, turning to face him to offer a sweet smile. โIโll handle it here, but the boys could use some quality time with their father.โ
โYou say that as if they didnโt drag us all around the city yesterday and then climb into our bed and refuse to leave.โ
โI mean, itโs the first time in two months they properly see you. That last deal of yours was exceptionally time-consuming.โ
โYou kept me updated on them so well and those video calls we hadโฆ it didnโt even feel like I ever left.โ
You only huff and return your gaze to the stove, yet leaning into his chest a little. For a minute itโs quiet, and the man is taking his time before parting from you. That is until he takes a deep inhale and nuzzles his face in your neck.
โThank you, Y/n.โ
โWhat for, handsome?โ There is that teasing lilt in your voice he came to love. Over the course of your lives together he discovered many things to love you for, and if not for that desperate decision to get married - he thinks heโd hardly ever feel the same about his life.
โFor everything.โ
He leaves your side with a kiss on your shoulder and the next time you glance out of the window again - he is already there, hoisting his youngest in one arm and chasing after the oldest one with his hair swaying in the gentle wind. And your heart is at peace.ย
Sampo
In all his life Sampo has managed to never impregnate a single woman and he considers that a success. For all the crap people speak about him Sampo is not an idiot, even though he acts like a fool at times. He is extremely self-aware and bringing a child to this world is probably the last thing on his list.
But no one said anything about someone elseโs child, right?
Your and Sampoโs relationship isโฆ strange, not going to lie. One evening you happened to help a scared woman to escape from some drunkards (whom you lately found out were the Silvermane Guards, sober and on duty), only for the long wig to slip and the heavy coat to slide down, revealing shortly cut but nicely styled hair and obviously male broad shoulders. The only thing the man managed to get out was a sheepish โheheโ.
And boy did that โheheโ change your life.
That day Sampo Koski got off the hook, since you didnโt comment anyhow and just let him go, which, given you were an overworlder, he found intriguing. So he dug a little bit, out of pure curiosity. Besides, this man didn't like staying in debt to someone and he needed information to see how he could pay you back.
Thatโs when he found out you were a single mother. An opera singer, but divorced and with full custody over a six-year old daughter.
And honestly, he didnโt give it much thought at first. He simply arranged a nice bouquet of red roses for you, paid Natasha a little for a handmade plushie and left it all at the door steps with a โthank youโ note.
Until a couple of weeks ago, disguised again, he didnโt stumble into a group of kids obviously bullying a little girl, mocking her for not having a father, and throwing something among themselves that she tried to catch. And he recognized the toy. And one glance was enough to see how much she looked like the woman he met only once. And against his better judgment Sampo walked to the children, easily snatching the toy and effectively scaring everyone off. Only with that little girl still being there, eyes full of unshed tears and fingers digging in the skirt of her pretty dress.
That tiny โthank youโ when he handed the plushie back to her and she hugged it tightly to her chest made the conmanโs heart clench, and for the second time that day he sent his plans to hell, keeping her company near the house you lived in until you arrived from work.
That day he learned many things - how much your daughter loved the toy and what a sweet little thing she was, how tired a person can look and how much a throat can hurt from the whole day of singing during rehearsals, how nice a home-made dinner can be once you are invited, but most importantly - how even such a damned man like him can be gazed upon with gratitude and not from one, but two people.
From that day many other instances happened, but in the end he just stuck around. It was strange, it was new, but in a sense it was comforting, especially when you would come home - on Friday, for example, - and heโd be there, entertaining your daughter and then greeting you with a smile and a silly wave of his hand.
You donโt have a husband, and your daughter doesnโt have a father - but with his presence Sampo Koski manages to fill those voids even if a little bit.
Aeons you love days off. A morning to finally sleep in and do not run around like crazy in attempts to get yourself and your kid ready. Even breakfast wasnโt on you today, because the โsilly manโ stayed the night and told you to get your sleep, assuring you with that confident puff of his chest that the Sampo Koski would offer you his best service, which effectively made you giggle.
Tonight he even cuddled with you, letting you bury your face in his neck and be a little vulnerable in the arms of a man with whom you had the most peculiar relationship ever. But after such equally peculiar moments you really start thinking of suggesting moving from the couch in the living room to your bedroom permanently. Itโs been months already, who wouldโve thought.
Barefoot and not even glancing at the robe on the chair near the window you leave the room, rubbing at your eyes and brushing your hair away from your face. You are craving the cup of your morning drink, and so you let your legs carry you to the kitchen at first. However two voices coming from your wardrobe room instantly peak your interest and make you halt in your walking. What on earth could your daughter and your clown of a man be doing there?
And soon enough you find it out.
โSit still, please!โ The girl begs with an eye shadow palette in one tiny hand and a huge brush in the other. โItโll smudge if you keep turning to the mirror!โ
โJust canโt wait to see how beautiful I am, princess, โs all~โ
There, on the floor among the rows of your clothes and shelves with beauty products and accessories, none other than Sampo is sitting, willingly offering his face to your daughterโs practice of applying makeup. And gods he looks absolutely hilarious.
But thatโs not what exactly concerns you.
โIs that my dress?โ You point at the red shimmery thing snuggly sitting on the man in front of you and thatโs when the two notice you.
โYes, mommy!โ
โSay I pulled it off, right?โ With a smirk the green-eyed menace winks at you and it looks even worse with poorly done lashes. You have to stifle your laughter. โThough I must admit, we had to keep it unzipped - my chest appeared to be bigger than yours-โ
And thatโs when you regret not bringing slippers with you - one flying in his head would be of great help.
โSometimes I really hate you.โ
โNuh, sweet thing, you love me!โ
โWell,โ you step closer, grabbing a tissue to try and fix at least the overly bright blush on his cheeks, โmaybe. Maybe I actually do.โ
Suddenly Sampo is tongue-tied and silent, trying very hard to fight off the stupid grin forcing its way onto his face. But with thoroughly smeared red lipstick on his mouth it looks so damn comical.
โMom, do you think pa looks pretty?โ Your daughter hopefully asks, putting aside her tools, and that little two-letter word doesnโt go unnoticed by either of you. You feel a real blush burning under your deft fingers.
โYes, sweety, Pa-mpo looks very pretty,โ his head whips in your direction like youโve just told him to go and surrender to the Belobogโs esteemed order keepers.
โ...Pa-mpo?โ
โWould you prefer Da-mpo instead?โ Cocking your head in question, you smirk at him, relishing in the pout he is wearing at the moment. โOr maybe Sam-pa?โ
โNo, thank you very much,โ he huffs. โLittle princess called me โpaโ, so be nice and respect it.โ
And now it is you who is surprised. You havenโt really discussed with Sampo who he was to your daughter, and who she was to him - but if he is making this step of acknowledging the matter, then who are you to spoil it? Who knows, maybe things will work out quite pleasantly in the end.
โAlright, pa, I will respect that.โ
โHey! For you I am your precious popo baby, a koskiss to your lips, the love of your-โ
โDonโt even dream of it.โ
Jing Yuan
Yanqing would be enough of an answer to the kid question, but it is not. Sure, his young disciple is practically a son to the General, but it doesn't mean the man doesn't want his own children.
He does and he has. On multiple occasions Jing Yuan's subordinates walked in on him with a small figure sitting in his lap or perched on his strong arm, observing what the dad's been up to with his plans and documents. You scolded your husband for this many times, but the bastard only smiles and keeps stealing his daughter to work to keep him company. Or she sneaks on her own - that caused you many almost heart attacks when she was no older than a couple of decades.
For Jing Yuan itโs all good though - he gets to spend time with his baby and have you inevitably join him in search for your adventurous child.
The General has a separate folder for all the pictures of his daughter on his phone - every single one he takes and every single one you send him when he couldnโt bring his girl to some of his meetings (yet he really tried, until you put your foot down and saved many of his subordinates from the prolonging of said meetings). Even the background, hidden from prying eyes behind the passcode of your and her birthdays, is his little one, cradled in your arms, as the two of you are watching kites flying in the sky.
Yanqing at first was set on treating her with the same respect he does his mentor and you, his wife, but you quickly put an end to it, basically turning the boy into her older brother. He didnโt mind at all - if anything he is sometimes way too eager to push the two of you to go on a date so he can babysit. Often you would return to the two fast asleep either on the girlโs bed or cuddled to Mimi with toys scattered and at least two books lying on the floor. The huge lion adores the girl - sometimes you feel like it thinks of her as its own cub, and the thick mane of hair your daughter got from her father does not help.
And it appeared to be as eager to steal your daughter from you as your husband isโฆ
โY/n!โ You practically jump when the doors to your bedroom fly open and Jing Yuan bursts inside. Immediately you notice his disheveled state - hair down and a mess, the robe he wore this morning for comfortable work in his home office is falling off one of his shoulders and a shoe is missing from his foot.
โAeons, Yuan, donโt scare me like that,โ you put a comb down on your vanity table and fully turn to face him. โWhat happened?โ
โIs our precious baby with you?โ He steps further into the room and starts looking around frantically. Okay, now that got worrisome.
โNo? You took her earlier this afternoon after lunch to play in your study while you work. Have you really forgotten that? My love, you are getting old.โ
You hear clearly as he curses under his breath, raking thick fingers through his hair. The golden eyes look at you and in them you spot a flicker of anxiety.
โ...Jing Yuan, donโt tell me that you managed to lose our daughter.โ
โI didnโt, I swear,โ he winces at the full name usage, watching you rise from your seat and quickly approach him. โShe was right by my side, watching the animal videos on my phone, but then I got immersed in the latest reports from the Sky-Faring Commission and when I finished whose - she was gone!โ
โUh, want me to call your phone? Maybe she still has it.โ
To that he puts a hand in the robeโs pocket and brings out his device. Oh god.
โIt was lying on the floor, still playing videos.โ
โOkay, deep breaths,โ you are not sure if you are telling it to him or to yourself, but you too take an inhale, meanwhile busying your hands with adjusting his clothes. โEven buried in work youโd still notice if a human sneaked in, right?โ He nods. โAnd youโd notice if she left - she wouldโve warned you about that.โ He nods again, lips pursed and eyes staring at one point. โYanqing is not as skilled to come unannounced and take her, and he wouldnโt do it without your permission, so-โ
โWait,โ his hand catches yours and realization flashes in his features. โMimi came.โ
โ...Mimi?โ Before you can ask him to elaborate, your husband turns around and rushes out of the bedroom. Concerned and a little bit intrigued, you quickly follow.
In one of the rooms of your huge house the two of you finally find the lion, and Jing Yuan almost drops on the floor in relief when his girl is spotted in the animalโs embrace.ย
โIs sheโฆsleeping?โ You ask, glancing from behind his broad back.
โIt appears so. Hey, Mimi,โ the maned head lifts, two ambers taking in your appearances and a pleased huff is let out through the nose upon recognition.
โWell, my dear,โ you pat his shoulder, shaking your head, โit appears that people were right - like the owner, like the pet. Congratulations, your lion took your habit of stealing our daughter to heart. Good luck prying her from it.โ
โYou say it like itโs something hard to do,โ there it is, a confident smile is back on his face as he strides closer to the animal, ready to bend down and get his girl. Only for that lift of the corners of his lips to be gone when Mimi growls at him in a warning and shields your daughterโs little body with its head.
You only smirk and leave the scene to go and get your phone - there is no way you are not filming your husband dealing with the consequences of his own behavior.
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Lucifer:
โโฆ?!โ Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.
You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So thereโs room for you to sit next to him! Youโre not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesnโt have, youโre being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, thatโs all, you had promised!
Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his humanโeven though heโs loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerateโฆ so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.
You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.
He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. Heโs relaxed thoughโas relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. Heโs happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemateโฆ
A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.
In quick succession, his brain goes like โ..?!โ then โit is mid-afternoon why are you sleepingโ and โhave we been overworking our human?โ and โaww. MC really does trust me that much.โ
He adjusts the way youโre situated so youโre more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When heโs done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.
(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. Youโre reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. Heโd never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)
Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesnโt take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Orโฆ well, he tries to. Youโre holding onto him pretty insistently.
He expects himself to feel irritated, butโฆ no. He canโt help but feel a little smug, actually. Itโs cute, youโre cute, you donโt seem to want him to leave you. Soโฆ fine. Heโll oblige. For a short break.
(An hour or two later, youโll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. Youโreโฆ not under your blanket? No, youโre covered by Luciferโs ridiculously long coat. Itโs warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, itโs impossible to miss how loved you are.)
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Mammon:
The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didnโt immediately chill out.
Now though? Youโve been in his life for a while. Heโs your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and heโs gotten used to it. He doesnโt react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.
If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that heโs a bit more used to it, itโs because he doesnโt want them to disturb you. He feels like heโs protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, heโs the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.
His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.
Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he canโt help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesnโt even mind if you snore.
Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, itโs one of many lovable things about him. That doesnโt mean he doesnโt like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. Itโs nice.
Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that heโs willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.
He never questions why youโre tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when youโre tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?
You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like heโs being a good guardian demon, like heโs as precious to you as you are to him.
Heโs a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.
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Levi:
Youโre in Leviโs room with him, set up very comfortably as youโre marathoning an anime together. Youโve been at it for hours though, youโre already a bit sleep deprived, and youโve seen this one a few times already. You canโt stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.
Levi freaks out.
โafgshrjdxsshโWH-!โ He flails. You immediately snap awake again. โYouโuhh-!โ He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. โNonono stayโwait no, you donโt want toโI mean, you donโt have toโI mean, get oโuhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I donโt care if you donโt want toโ!โ
You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. Youโre tired, youโre not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: โooo Iโm Levi, I have bad self esteem and I canโt believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I canโt say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!โ
You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so muchโand youโd be very happy if he started therapy.
For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, itโs unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.
Itโs like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.
Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You donโt move. He canโt tell if youโre already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.
Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. Thisโฆ is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.
Itโs reminding him of TSL fluff fics heโs read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but canโt have any.
He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.
โI love my Henry..!โ Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. Itโll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.
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Satan:
He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he isโฆ very carefully remaining perfectly chill.
Itโs the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. Heโs been chosen!
He is SO happy you trust him so much!
He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.
He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesnโt disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.
If you sleep fitfully, heโll stroke your hair to soothe you.
When you wake up, heโll ask if you had a nice nap. He wonโt make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he wonโt react outwardly, because he doesnโt want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So heโll just smile at you and go back to his book.
But if you donโt choose to leave, heโll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If heโs sure youโll be comfortable with it, heโll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. Heโs very happy to keep you there.
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Asmo:
Predictably, Asmoโs gonna take ALL the pictures of this!
A few in which he doesnโt look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where heโs posing cutely, a couple where heโs kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.
A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.
โฆmaybe the best ones are for the group chat. Heโs gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. Theyโll appreciate you properly. Heโll share after youโve woken up, though. He doesnโt want anyone barging in to disturb you.
Heโll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! Heโll back them up first. Heโll store them in a hidden album if youโre shy about them, but heโs not deleting them!
Well, unless youโre genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? Youโre so cute!
Heโll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes youโll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, heโd be SO happy!
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Beel:
Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. Heโd be the most chill about it.
As if itโs routine, heโll secure you in your position with his arm, so you canโt fall and get hurt. Heโll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you donโt seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. Heโs considerate and gentle. Heโs always really sweet to you, and that doesnโt change one bit even when youโre unconscious.
When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, heโll just take you to the kitchen with him. Itโs no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesnโt matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.
He can cook one handed too if he needs to. Heโs got practiceโalso because of Belphie. Heโs chilling, heโs comfortable, thereโs nothing unusual about this at all to him.
If the kitchen noises wake you up, heโll apologize and share his food with you. Heโll tell you outright that heโs happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.
(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)
If it doesnโt wake you up, no problem! Thatโs what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. Heโll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise heโs bringing you with him.
When you wake up, heโll put you down if you somehow indicate thatโs what you want. If you donโt though, he justโฆ wonโt. He likes holding you. Heโd do it so often if he thought youโd like him to.
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Belphie:
โฆWelp. The table has turned, hasnโt it.
People donโt fall asleep on Belphie while heโs awake too often! Heโs not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks youโre being so cute.
9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. Heโd make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap youโve ever taken. Heโd make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.
On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isnโt tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that itโs illegal to move when youโve been chosen as someoneโs pillow. When itโs pointed out that heโs perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think heโs completely heartless, he asks.
Well. He wouldnโt do that unless heโs feeling particularly bratty. Heโd totally do it to any of his brothersโฆ but heโs soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think heโd really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.
He wonโt tell you that though. Heโll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.
He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since youโre doing it too, itโs your thing now. Youโd be a hypocrite to complain now.
Yeah, he couldnโt be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! Heโll make sure you wonโt regret it.
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MY LOVE, IS MINE ALL MINE
PART TWO
pairing: Lucifer x fem! reader
fandom: hazbin hotel
genre: fanfiction
notes: lmaoo sorry it took awhileee I'm actually a very busy college student while simultaneously having so much brainrot for this man so... Be patient omfg, I just posted part one a two days ago ๐ญ also, don't mind the warnings too much as it doesn't specifically for this specific chapter but it can be future parts of the story. So yes, hand holding before marriage will happen between Lucifer and [y/n]
warnings: none except hand holding before marriage lmao.
PART ONE | PART THREE
The princess of hell along with her girlfriend was just settling in the guest room heaven provided for them temporarily as they had an important meeting with them.
Charlie and Vaggie stopped talking as their was a knock on their door, โWho do you think is it?โ Charlie asked and Vaggie shrugged and Charlie decided to open the door.
There stood a rather tall female angel with three pairs of wings and a golden halo on her head, the short white dress accompanied by gold compliments the woman's figure beautifully.
Safe to say both Charlie and Vaggie were mesmerized, the woman before them was drop dead gorgeous. Though, Vaggie was still cautious, despite a former angel, she doesn't know who this woman is as some seraphim angels tend to not show themselves to the lower ranking aside from Sera.
โAre you Princess Charlotte? The daughter of Lucifer?โ the woman asked with her [e/c] eyes sparkling in excitement, the woman quickly placed her hands over her mouth in embarrassment, โOh! Sorry for the intrusion, I forgot to introduce myself,โ she says with a small smile before giving the two girls a curt bow, โMy name is [y/n], a seraphim. It's a pleasure to meet you two.โ
Charlie gave her a big grin, giving the woman a curt bow. The princess of hell decided to trust her as she couldn't sense any bad intentions from the older woman and to her, the name [y/n] sounded awfully familiar, she just forgot where she had heard it before. โIt is so nice to meet you, I am Charlotte but you can call me Charlie.โ Charlie said and [y/n] just grinned as Vaggie decided to just watch the two, still cautious. The older woman's eyes landed on Vaggie and she gave her a grin, โAnd who might you be?โ she asked her and Vaggie just glared at her before avoiding her gaze, โVaggie.โ
[Y/n] just grins, her eyes analyzing the gray haired woman before letting out a small hum before shifting her gaze to the princess. [Y/n]'s heart ached a little to see how much the girl looked exactly like her father. [Y/n] misses him, she wished she did something that could have prevented his fall. Regrets always comes last. She took a deep breath then once more wore a bright smile on her face. Charlie noticed the shift of her mood but decided not to question it.
โSo Charlie, I came here as I was curious what your plan for hell is about.โ [y/n] says softly, she wasn't there during the meeting Lucifer requested for hell and this time, she promised to be there for his daughter instead. Charlie's eyes sparkled excitedly, excited that an angel aside from that bitch ass Adam would finally listen to her. โReally?!โ The princess asked excitedly and [y/n] can only let out a soft chuckle, โOf course, why don't we take a walk while you tell me about it? Your friend can join us too.โ
Charlie calmed down and gave the older woman a smile, โVaggie here is actually my girlfriend.โ she says, expecting the older woman to judge her but she was surprised when [Y/n] just ruffled her hair. โMy apologies, I didn't know.โ
The younger girls were surprised, that an angel didn't show any disgust to their relationship and she even looked like she approved.
โNow then, how about that walk?โ
โAnd that's what I'm planning, I wished for my people to find redemption and join heaven.โ Charlie explained softly, taking a bite of her strawberry cheesecake. Both [y/n] and Charlie sat in a rather peaceful cafe in heaven, angelic sigils circling around them as [y/n] casted them for their privacy. [Y/n] can only smile as she listens to the younger girl who rambles about her plans for her people, [y/n] can't help but remember how similar Charlie is to her father, oh heavens... She missed him so much.
Vaggie didn't join them unfortunately, she said that she wanted to rest a little bit in the guest room.
[y/n] gracefully placed down the cup of coffee she was sipping and gently wiping her lips with a napkin, โThat is truly admirable Charlie, to see you have so much hope for your people really reminds me of your father. I really hope it will come to life.โ the compliment was almost enough for Charlie to burst into tears, to hear someone praise her plans and believe in it, it felt like a mother praising her.
Though, she was able to stop her tears as she realizes something. Reminds me of your father. [Y/n] and her dad knew each other.
Then Charlie remembers, the stories her dad told her about heaven and the stories he told her about his closest angel friendโthe only one who believed in him. She remembers thinking that she felt her dad loved that angel in one way or another, with how fondly he spoke of herโwith so much adoration.
โI remember now, you were my father's best friend!โ Charlie gasped, a hand over her mouth and [y/n] can only chuckle, a hint of sadness in her eyes. โWere? I still think of him as my best friend.โ She chuckles softly, โThough, I don't blame him if he doesn't think the same way as I wasn't able to help him back then.โ she continues sadly and Charlie had to wave her arms around to stop her, โNonono, my father doesn't think like that. You're still his best friend.โ Charlie reassured the older woman.
โReally now? How is he these days? I haven't heard from him after so many eons.โ [y/n] asked softly with a slight chuckle and Charlie can only sigh with a small smile on her face, โWell... He's still how he usually is. Kind, trying his best for me, and lately he had an obsession with making rubber ducks.โ she says with a small giggle making the older woman chuckle, โThay sounds like him, though surprised that he still loved ducks. He used to ramble to me about random duck facts when he was still here. He was such a dork, I truly missed him.โ [y/n] says with a chuckle, a longing look in her eyes.
Charlie was able to put two and two together, her father and this woman loved each other and she can only assume they didn't confess in the fear of ruining their friendship. Charlie loves her parents but a part of her is hoping in a different universe, her father and [y/n] are happy together.
Charlie decided not to mention it to the woman and just continued hanging out with the older woman. โI am sure he misses you too.โ
โThe meeting will start in a few hours and Charlie?โ [y/n] says softly before summoning a wax sealed white envelope out of thin air, gold sparkling from where the envelope is as it slowly falls into her hands. Charlie looked at her in curiosity, โCan I ask you a favor?โ [y/n] asked her hesitantly and Charlie just nodded, โOf course!โ
โCan I ask you a favor of delivering this letter to Lucifer?โ She asked and gently extended her hand towards the younger girl in which the girl accepted the letter and placed it in her chest pocket. โOf course! My father would be delighted to hear from you.โ
โThank you, Charlie. I appreciate it dearly.โ [y/n] smiled softly as she stood up from her seat, extending her hand to help the hell princess up from her seat. โNow, let me walk you back to your room so you can get ready for your meeting.โ
Now the princess of hell wishes the other angels were just as understanding as [y/n]. Even though the meeting didn't go as planned, she felt reassured as both Emily and [y/n] were there in the court room.
โWhat are we even talkin' about? Some crack-whore who fucked up already? He blew his shot, like the cocks in his mouth. This discussion is senseless and petty.โ Lute sneers with an annoyed glare, putting on her mask. Though, Charlie can feel her patience thinning, her eyes glaring at the angels.
The other angels looking down on the scene happening below, [y/n] looking worried for her while glaring at Adam and Lute. โThere's no question to be posed, he's unholy, case closed. Did you forget that 'Hell is forever'?โ Adam and Lute sang mockingly and [y/n] could feel her anger starting to boil. She always hated Adam, that egoistical prick, she looked up at Sera as if asking her to stop this nonsense.
โA man only lives once, we'll see you in one month. Gotta say, I can't wait toโโ Adam sang and [y/n] noticed Sera getting worried, โAdam.โ Sera says sternly but it seems the man was too busy to hear her, โCome down and exterminate you!โ
At that moment, loud ringing was only what [y/n] heard as she was shocked to hear him say that. Exterminate...? Don't tell me...? [Y/n] asked herself before glaring at Sera, the other angels were also shocked by the reveal.
โWait!โ Emily exclaimed, shocked by the reveal and Adam just noticed his slip up, โShit.โ
โWhat are you saying? Let me get this straight, you go down there and kill those poor souls?โ Emily asked, horrified as she slowly flies down towards Charlie, holding her hand, โYou didn't know?โ Charlie asked and Emily shook her head. โWhoops!โ Adam says, not a care in the world, โGuess the cat's out of the bag.โ Lute says with a smirk, โWhat's the big deal?โ Adam asked with a condescending smirk and [y/n] wished she could go down there and punch him.
โSera, tell me that you didn't know...โ both Emily and [y/n] asked simultaneously, though, Sera was just looking at Emily. [Y/n] was pissed at this whole revelation, human souls are killed in heaven by the hands that are supposed to be pure holiness. To think about blood staining those hands, fills her with disgust.
The whole courtroom was a mess, [y/n] doesn't remember what exactly happened. The reveal that Vaggie was an angel didn't surprise her, she can sense the girl's angelic blood but the reveal that Sera was the one who ordered for the extermination to happen, filled her with rage.
โCharlie! Don't lose hope! We will find a way to help you!โ Emily says as we watched Vaggie and Charlie be sucked by a portal back to hell, โDon't give up! We'll find a way!โ [y/n] added, making sure the two girls heard. Sera glared at her and [y/n] glared back.
That's what Charlie last saw, Emily looking worried and disappointed but what worried her was Sera and [y/n] started arguing, angelic powers starting to spark between them and that was the last thing she saw as she returned back in hell. Thankfully, the letter was safe in her pocket.
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Comfortable
Summary: Astarion walks in on you in a rather compromising situation. Naturally, he offers to help, but then you ask him to promise you something that he was not expectingโฆ
Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav
Warnings: 18+. Astarion's POV. Fluff. Aftercare. Oral sex. Pillow humping. Innuendo. Mentions of masturbation.
Word count: 3.3k
It's a wavering sequence of whimpers that catches Astarion's attention just as he arrives at camp after a late night hunt.
The blood on non thinking creatures seldom presents itself as a decent meal, but he finds it unfair to depend exclusively on you.
The boars in the outskirts of Baldur's Gate are delectable enough to blind his hunger for a few hours โ maybe a full day, if need be.
The camp seems peaceful and quiet with everyone still catching some rest after in their respective tents, and as the pale moon glows up high in the dark blue sky, he notices the dawn isn't breaking for at least a few more hours.
Maybe he can indulge in a trance to ease his mind and body after feeding, even though it's not a dire necessity.
But it seems that the night has other plans reserved for him.
His steps are light and sure, following the crescendo of sounds that seems to come from near his tent.
He would recognise that voice anywhere.
You.
As he draws near, trying to make out the origin of said whimpers, he vaguely wonders if you're having a dream.
That is the most reasonable explanation.
But then he hears what resembles a muffled groan.
A nightmare?
Instinctively, an eyebrow quirks as he approaches your tent.
And then he freezes.
Even through the obvious failed attempt at reining yourself in, he knows exactly what he heard.
His name. Muffled and barely intelligible, but his name, nonetheless.
An amused smile tugs at his lips as it dawns on him that you are indeed pleasuring yourself. Risky and unexpected, but beyond a shadow of a doubt.
Cheekyโฆ
He could simply entertain this, and leave it to you to reach your peak on your own.
Unfortunately for him, he has just fed.
And unfortunately for you, he has every intention of interrupting your solo endeavour.
His usual cool body now flooded with the warmth and vigour that make it extremely easy not to succumb to your sweet and melodic whimpers.
As such, he tugs at the strings that hold both flaps together, successfully drawing a surprised gasp from you.
โYou scared me!โย
He finds you propped up on one elbow before rushing to sit and pulling a blanket to cover yourself, a mortified look splattered across your face.
The sight in front of him is enough for the recently drunk blood to rush downwards at record speed.ย
Predictable, but such is the nature of his body when it comes to you.
Flustered and quickened breaths. His senses are so sharp from the recent blood intake, that he can hear your heartbeat drumming fast in your chest.
By now, he knows you well enough.
So well, that he's sure he has just interrupted your climax.
The confirmation comes in the form of a low growl of frustration.
He almost feels sorry for you, but what crosses his mind is the offer of a moment of pleasure so great only he can provide.
โYou were close.โ
It isn't a question and he doesn't expect an answer.
But you're so visibly irritated that you scowl deeply. โYes! Yes, I was. Thank you so much for interrupting.โ
โMy pleasure,โ he retorts, knowing fully well he's about to set off a bomb if he doesn't choose his words carefully.
You have a temper he adores to test. He's used to dancing to your tune and knows exactly which strings to pull to get you riled up in ways that often lead to very enjoyable outcomes.
His cock welcomes your huff of annoyance with a faint twitch.
โWhy didnโt you justโฆ waitโฆโ you almost cry out in sheer frustration.
He lets out a taunting laugh. โWhat, and miss out on all of the fun, darling?โ
A dramatic pout settles your lips and it takes all of his self-control not to wipe it off your face with a kiss in an instant.
โHow many did you take this time?โ
It is a glaring taunt.
And your mouth drops open.
Maybe he should have eased his way in, considering the current predicament.
But the way your body is all flustered and heated from your own touch is enough to flare desire inside him. And whenever desire begins to swell inside him, the fine line between reason and pleasure begins to blur.ย
Mostly because he knows he was the one on your mind when you had your fingers deep inside you.
Your eyes widen slowly, and you clutch the blanket closer to your lower half, still hiding the proof of your arousal from his prying eyes.
You don't reply at first, your pride keeping you silent.
But Astarion doesn't mind. In fact, he enjoys your resistance at first. Makes it all the more enjoyable when you finally give in.
โHow many, darling?โ
You frown, averting your eyes.
So stubbornโฆ
His cock adores it.
โHow many?โ his tone is firmer this time and you slowly meet his eyes again.
โ... two.โ
He clicks his tongue, crouching before you. โOh, darlingโฆโย
Two fingers are not nearly enough to provide the fullness and stretch that only his cock can. But he appreciates your effort nonetheless.
It's quite adorable and enough to have his cock hardening even more.
Your fingers still glisten in the faint candlelight and he feels the sudden urge to have them in his mouth. He never tires of tasting you in more ways than one.
โYou do not need to hide from me,โ he says tenderly, but still not moving an inch. He wants you to feel comfortable enough under his gaze. โYou've bared yourself to me many times, love.โ
Still, you don't let go of the fabric, a slash of defiance crossing your face. โYou took too long.โ
Ah. โDid you miss me?โ
You bite your lip, face softening as you nod twice.
And you were so desperate for him that you just couldn't wait?
Gods.
His cock stirs even more against his trousers at the silent realisation.
โAnd I am here now,โ he says, dropping to his knees, as a wicked smile turns his lips. โSo, allow me.โ
He reaches out with his hand to tug at the fabric, silently looking for your permission.
A shaky sigh parts your lips and he spots a shiver as he pulls the blanket that keeps you from him.
His eyes drop to the sweet spot between your legs and he almost regrets having interrupted you.
Almost.
Your clit is so swollen it deliciously peeks from between your folds, parting them gently. It throbs faintly as he catches your clenching a few times, wetness dripping out.
After a moment, he manages to tear his gaze away, ignoring the twitches of protest from his cock.
He finds your half-hooded eyes. โMay I?โ
You hesitate at first, nearly pressing your thighs together, but he stops you with both hands on your knees, a reassuring grip that has you slowly but surely loosen up under his touch.
โYou don't have toโฆโ
No, he doesn't.
But he wants to.
In fact, he thinks he needs to.
He rubs circles along your flushed skin, wanting your full attention on him before he speaks, โI appreciate the concern, darling, but I'm impossibly hard and you look incredibly delectable.โ
It's more than enough to have you yearning for more, as a surprise gasp parts your lips.
You finally nod, spreading your legs and leaning back as you settle on your elbows.
He offers a sly grin, lowering and positioning himself right where he craves to be.
But not before he eases some of the growing tension on his lower half. The blood coursing through his body is more of an inconvenience for now, and he's sure, under different circumstances, he'd have better control over this.
Or maybe not.
Maybe you're just that good for him.
You jerk slightly when his mouth draws near your slick folds.
โWait.โ
And he does, his concentration slightly shaken as he promptly scans your face for any cause for alarm.
โJustโฆ don't leave afterwards.โ
Don't leaveโ
Astarion's lips are so close to your clit, he has to pull back slightly so he can have a proper look at you, his hardened cock still straining against his undergarments.
โWhat do you mean?โ he asks, perplexed.ย
There is hesitance in your eyes. โYou tend to leave afterโฆ like you don't want to be here with me.โ
That sounds like a whiplash to him, because it is not true at all.
Your words take him by surpriseย and he immediately worries he may have said or done something that could be interpreted as mixed signals.
โDarling, Iโโ
But you immediately shake your head. โIf you can stay afterโฆ I'd appreciate it. Only you want to, of course,โ you quickly add. โIt doesn't feel right otherwiseโฆโ
It isn't a request. Nor a plea.
It's just what feels right.
He's done this many times to the point of instinct. It comes natural to him to please others. The aftermath, though, is something that he's also used to forgoing. The mess, the sweat, the fluidsโฆ the unnecessary and forced talkโฆ
But you are different, aren't you?
You are notโฆ the others.
And after all you've been through, he feels his mind nearly snap in half as he realises just how much he's still holding back with you.
Even something as simple as just staying still feltโฆ tainted.
Slowly, he nods.ย
And slowly, your lips turn into a tender smile that he's grown to adore beyond comprehension.
โI'll stay.โ
You heave a deep sigh of relief. โThank you.โ
Astarion counters the impromptu detour with unmatched expertise, lowering his head and admiring just how eager your body is for him.
Before he drags his tongue along your folds, he slithers his hand down to reach for the front of his trousers, hurriedly undoing them.
It's his turn to sigh in relief as his cock is set free.
But now he misses the friction and the carpeted floor of your tent feels too rough.
His eyes roam around in search of something โ anything โ more comfortable.
And then he's caught off guard by your offer.
โMaybe this will help.โ
A pillow.
He chuckles deviously, appreciating your creativity in moments such as these. Promptly, he takes it in his hand and positions it under him, his cock welcoming the soft surface.
โI adore that mind of yours,โ he says cheekily.
You are about to voice a reply, but no word comes out when his tongue hits your entrance.ย
Immediately, your hips buck and his smile never wavers.
He knows what you crave, but he will take his time even if you're already close to the edge.
After all, he's addicted to his devotion to you even if he never utters it out loud. He prefers his actions speak for themselves. Words are treacherous and deceiving. Actions speak louder.
And so he indulges in you. He indulges you, because that is what keeps him from reaching the frayed ends of his mind.ย
You're what grounds him these days.
And he will ground you with him.
As such, he drags the tip along your folds, collecting your wetness and he only stops once it finds your clit.
A soft moan escapes your lips and he hopes you have it in you to keep it down so as to not wake the others.ย
He locks eyes with you one last time. โAre you ready, darling?โ
Your hips roll twice, but he knows you're not ready. You never are for the pleasure he offers to you so passionately.ย
Another roll and he knows you're growing impatient, so he gives your clit a quick swipe of his tongue before he latches.
He doesn't begin suckling hard right away, as he needs to ensure he can steady you for what's to come. Both arms loop around your thighs and he allows his eyes to flutter shut, losing himself in you.
It amazes him how your body responds to him, and your hips try to find a desperate rhythm as if you're riding his cock.
The pillow under him provides enough friction for him to roll his own hips, eager to match your tempo.
He could feel the wetness drenching the fabric, but he can't bring himself to care.
Your hand finds his curls and he growls against your clit as you tug gently, but evidently craving more.
And more he gives you.
He's sucking more fiercely this time, taking his time to savour the swell in between his teeth. From this angle, he can feel your wetness coating his chin. He can't directly feel it, but he just knows you're clenching desperately around nothing.
Maybe he should take it slower.
Maybe he should pry you open with two of his fingers, even though you're wet enough to take a third one.
But the unexpected friction caused by the pillow is begging to edge him beyond belief.
Is it from the blood he drank? Is he just so ridiculously aroused? Why is your clit so swollen this time? Is it from his incessant suckles?ย
His mind turns into haze and he decides he's not looking for any logical answers.
He simply allows his hips to move on their own accord, matching the face with each suckle.
โAstarionโฆ Godsโฆโย
You're fortunate his mouth is kept busy, or he'd hurl a snarky reply. Gods have no place here. The delicacies of carnal bliss are reserved for those who tread the earth.
He's the only one who'd ever worship you, and you'd worship him right back, because that's how it's meant to be.
Precum drips from his tip at an alarming rate. He's too hard. He's too aroused. His body is seeking to be inside yours.
But he decided against it.
No.
He wants to see you unravel for him and in front of him.
His eyes open once again and he takes in the sight of your body undulating. Skin all flushed and eyes read to drop close as you near the precipice.
As always, his latch is impeccable. He never lets go and takes pride in leaving you dripping for him.
A few droplets run down his chin and dangle from it, bestowing upon him the most enticing silent praise he could ask for.
He knows you're close when your fingers close around his curls, desperately rocking your hips against him.
A low growl of approval rumbles in his chest and he's starting to struggle to keep his pace.
He has to find a way to still his hips before you reach your climax in fear you'll drag him along with you far too soon.
And so he does.
This time, he wants to see it.
He wants to see you as you come for him.
He's mostly perplexed that you found a way to muffle your moans, your shirt rolled up and captured in between your teeth, granting him the privileged view of your heaving breasts and hardened nipples.
Momentarily, his hips threaten to buck driven by pure instinct.
But he manages to hold back.
And when he's sure you're too far gone, head tilting back and legs shaking ever so slightly, does he unlatch from your clit.
He pulls back enough to witness the first sets of contractions course through your body.ย
Wetness drips from his chin, and he can't tear his gaze from the mesmerising way your entrance clenches rhythmically before him.
He's felt those contractions many times. He is well aware of just how vicious and relentless they can be around his cock, never failing to draw every last drop of his cum deep inside you.
Your muffled cries and the way your hips still momentarily, are all he needs to get lost in his own pleasure again.
He props himself high enough to place his hips at the right angle, rolling them urgently against the soft fabric of the pillow.
He's so closeโฆ so deliciously close.
Your taste lingers on his tongue and the vision of you still writhing under him holds his gaze almost painfully.
Your fingers ease on his curls and he feels the familiar tightening of his balls warning him that he's about to reach the point of no return.ย
It comes and overtakes his body so violently his mind blanks for a brief moment, as his mouth drops open.
He wants to groan and growl and hiss, but no sound comes out.
The friction is so overwhelming, he can't help but to lose balance, his lips finding your swollen clit once again.
And just like before, he latches instinctively and you try to jerk away from him, definitely being hit with a sting of oversensitivity.ย
He comes undone, suckling on you harder than ever before.
Ropes of cum spill from him rhythmically, his own contractions taking over. He can feel the fabric underneath him drench with each thrust, and he vaguely wonders how much of it he still has left in him.
Your clit is now the only thing grounding him as he rides out his climax and, in the far corner of his hazy mind, he's thankful that you eased into him once again, granting him the solace he is seeking so desperately.
There's only so much he can withstand as his senses are flooded with overwhelming pleasure, and he finds himself unlatching and almost slumping against your lower abdomen.
He's spent.
Utterly spent.
He thinks he hears a tender giggle, but maybe it's simply his mind playing tricks on him.
With effort, he hoists himself along your body, collapsing, the side of his face resting against your stomach.
He wants to say something, but he's rendered silent by the aftershock of his climax.
And that's when he feels your fingers again, raking along his scalp and through unruly curls.ย
โAre you leaving?โ
He says nothing.
Your fingertips work their magic along his skin and he's sure you can lull him into a trance if you so wished.ย
You're too powerful and he's too in love with you to care.
โAstarion.โ
Your voice is low and sweet and he hums in return, arm wrapped around your waist.
โCan we stay like this for a while?โ
Who's he to deny you of it? Or himself?
He's sweaty and his cock drenched in cum and precum and you're a mess yourself. Hardly the epitome of romance.
Or maybe he's wrong because when you bring a soft piece of cloth to his temple and drag it along his face, he suddenly gets it.
He finally understands why you want him to stay.
Why it makes sense.
His eyes flutter shut as he basks in your tenderness and adoration.ย
You hum a soft tune under your breath, cleaning him up.
Face and neck first.
โCan you shift higher?โ you ask.
He realises your intentions and lifts his head to stare at you.
โYou don't have to.โ
All you do is offer him a smile. Your smile. โI want to. Allow me, lover.โ
No one has ever taken care of him. No one has ever bothered to. Not until you.ย
He silently does what you asked, too stunned to come up with a clever tease.
His eyes flutter shut in what comes close to embarrassment. For some reason, he feels more exposed than ever when you wrap the cloth around his cock.
โTell me if it gets too much,โ you say, your voice but a whisper.
He immediately shakes his head. โNot with you.โ
A hiss parts his lips as you tenderly take care of him.
Astarion rests his head just above your breast andย
โDo you wish to talk?โ he asks.
Your lips find their way through his damp curls, placing a kiss atop his head.
โDo you want to?โ
He chuckles, feeling his cock soften in your hand โ definitely a first. โI fear I'm too drained to do so.โ
โSilence it is,โ you say and he feels your warm breath against his skin.
Not just any silence.
Comfortable silence.
The rare type old romance books mention in passing and that many seek to no avail.
But he's found it because he's found you.
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new bf! rafe that is slowly, very very slowly, getting used to having a girlfriend that cares about him !!
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rafe was having a particularly rough day with ward screaming at him to be a better man and running out of gas three blocks from tannyhill, so when you came over that night, his attitude was at an all-time high.
every little thing was ticking him off. from the way his collared shirt was sitting against his skin to the crickets chirping outside, and to the way the tv was far too loud considering how close you were sitting. he was overstimulated, annoyed, and really just needed a fucking break.
when you got up to get a glass of water and your heels clacked against the wood floor, he sort of lost it. โcan you- seriously? take the fucking shoes off.โ
you paused at the entrance of the living room, your eyebrows furrowing as you turned around slowly to look at your boyfriend. โwhat?โ you werenโt upset; you were just thoroughly confused about his outburst. youโd been together for three months now and had seen your fair share of him being dramatic or moody, but it was rarely ever pointed towards you.
โthe heels, theyโre driving me fucking nuts, clicking and clacking through the house, and the tv?โ he paused to gesture angrily at the screen, โwhy is it so fucking loud? youโre sitting like six feet away from it.โ
your teeth sunk into your lower lip, quickly slipping off your heels and heading back towards rafe, your feet now padding lightly against the floor, almost silently. โis everything okay?โ the remote sat in your hand as you spoke, muting the tv effectively. you eyed him cautiously, now noticing the way his hands were fidgeting and his knee wouldnt stop bouncing.
his face scrunched. โyes, everythingโs okay; that shits just mad annoying, babe. itโs giving me a fuckinโ headache.โ your hand reached out to rub his arm soothingly.
โiโm sorry, i didnโt know. how about we go to your room? itโll be quieter, and you can change out of your clothes from today. i can go home too if youโd prefer. itโs okay.โ your words were chosen carefully, bordering on demanding, and you tried to refrain from any tone that sounded condescending. it was easy to spot that he was overstimulated, and you only wanted to help.
โye-yeah, yeah. letโs go to my room. donโt leave; why would you leave? i told you everythingโs fine.โ he didnโt know why you were acting this way, and it made his stomach feel weird. you guided him by his hand up the stairs and to his bedroom, speaking quietly as you went.
โi just know you need a minute, baby. thatโs all. know you need some peace and quiet. maybe a nap. will help you feel better, promise.โ he paused on the stairs at your words, but your hand tugged at his, making him regain movement.
once you both reached his bedroom, you pulled out some gym shorts and a loose t shirt for him to change into, shoving them into his hands. โhere, put these on!โ you smiled up at him before moving to his bedside table, where he kept matches. lighting one, you held it to a candle you had bought him a few weeks ago. he had noted how great the scent was but felt it was too girly for him to buy a candleโ and he wasnโt girly. so, you took it upon yourself to buy it, and the trimmed wick and melted down wax covering the sides didnโt go unnoticed.
rafe changed quickly and leaned against the wall to watch you. the way you moved so efficiently and effortlessly through his room made his heart beat a little faster. you didnโt have to ask where he kept leisure clothes or the matches. you didnโt think twice before pulling the blanket up from the made bed and fluffing the pillows for him. you didnโt even need him to tell you that he hated sleeping with the top sheet, as you knowingly kept it tucked into the mattress. just watching you made his headache lessen, and he didnโt fight when you pulled him off the wall and helped him get situated in his bed.
โdo you want some water or medicine?โ his head shook at your question, denying it. all he felt like he needed was you. no one had ever paid so much attention to him or knew what made him feel better or worse. no one had taken the time or given the effort to care so lovingly for him. so when you sat on the edge of the bed, your hand running through his hair gently, all he could do was open his arms to gesture you closer. the blonde shuffled even closer to you, resting his head on your stomach, so you could continue massaging his head and playing with his hair.
โnah, just my girl.โ
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Drunk Snuggles
Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader
Summary : Eddie gets a little drunk at a party and wants to cuddle his girlfriend.
Word Count : 1.7K
Warnings : mentions of alcohol, Eddie getting a little sad, itโs angsty for like a second, major fluff, fluffy Eds, none sexual nakedness, use of Y/N, pet names, not proof read.
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Laughing as you spoke to Robin, you could feel the music thumping around the room. You were at a house party, it wasnโt something you did a lot but you felt like it.
โI think our peace is going to be disturbed,โ Robin said, motioning to somewhere behind you. Turning you saw your other friend Steve Harrington, he looked flushed in his face.
When he reached you he spoke, โYou need to come deal with your boy, heโs something else with booze in his system.โ
โWhere is he?โ You asked.
โThe garden, I left him on a lounger.โ
You nodded and headed through the crowd of dancing bodies to get to the back door. It was much quieter out there, not many people. A few were smoking and others making out.
The curly haired boy lay on a lounger, staring up at the sky. An almost empty bottle of beer loosely hanging from his hand. Making your way to him you could only smile.
โHey,โ you spoke softly, to not make him jump. Hearing your voice he shot up, โHey!โ Attempting to stand and make his way to you, he cackled as he wobbly, nearly falling flat on his face.
You quickly grabbed him, ensuring that he stayed up right. โCareful Eds,โ you said, holding him by the waist. Giving you a goofy grin, he sighed, โYouโre so beautiful, where did you go?โ
โJust talking to Robin babe, I did tell you.โ
โYeah but you were gone agessss,โ he whined, lips falling into a pout. โ20 minutes isnโt ages.โ
โIt is, my favourite girl left me for 20 whole minutes, thatโs like โฆ a million seconds!โ
โA million?โ
โMhm,โ he nodded.
โWell Iโm back now.โ
โYeah,โ he smiled again, hugging you tightly.
You hadnโt seen Eddie get drunk too many times, but on the few occasions you did, you noticed he became a lot more touchy than usual.
โLove you so much,โ he slurred.
โI love you too.โ
โYeah?โ He asked, pulling away to look at your face. โYeah, I love you.โ He laughed, shyly hiding his face, in your neck.
โWhatโs funny?โ You asked.
โThe prettiest girl in the whole of Hawkins .. in the whole world โฆ the whole universe! Loves me, Eddie Munson. Whoโd have thought,โ he rambled on.
โHow much have you had to drink pretty one?โ
โJust a couple.โ
โMhm. Sure you did. Shouldโve kept an eye on you.โ
โIโm sorry, are you mad at me?โ He asked, eyes almost teary when he looked at you.
โOh no,โ you said, softly stroking his face, โIโm glad youโre having fun.โ
โMhm, I was. But then you left me! Then Steve said heโd find you, tell you to come and see me if I promised to stay on the lounger.โ
โAnd here I am,โ you smiled.
โMhm! You found me!โ
โCourse I did, canโt lose my favourite boy can I?โ
โIโm your favourite boy?โ He asked, tilting his head like a puppy. โYeah baby, youโre my favourite person.โ
His face flushed at that, gosh he was so cute. โCould we maybe go home now though?โ He asked.
โIs everything okay?โ
โYeah I just-โ he mumbled something into your neck.
You laughed, โPretty one I canโt hear you when you talk there, tell me what you said.โ
โI wanna โฆ go home and cuddle.โ
โYou wanna cuddle?โ
โSo bad,โ he said softly, head resting on your shoulder.
โWe can do that, letโs go say goodbye and then Iโll drive us home.โ
โHome?โ
โThe trailer Eds.โ
โItโs your home?โ
โWherever you are is my home Eddie.โ
He looked like he was about to burst into tears, but instead he held the sides of your face and planted a kiss on your mouth. โLove you so much.โ
โLove you too baby.โ
You unwinded your arms from his waist and took his hand, โLets go say bye then.โ Walking back into the party you saw your friends.
They waved at you as you made your way over, a stumbling Eddie behind you. โCareful,โ you said, to which he just laughed.
You hugged Nancy, Steve, Robin and Jonathan goodbye. Making sure they all had ways to get home safe, feeling Eddie almost tugging you towards the door.
โGood luck with him tonight Y/L/N,โ Steve said. โThanks Harrington, see you guys later.โ
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When you arrived at the car, you helped Eddie in as he had turned into bambi on ice. No idea how to control his long limbs. โSteady babe, mind your head,โ you said, placing your hand on his curls and he got into your car.
He pulled his legs in and sighed as he leaned back against the leather seat. Leaning over to do his seatbelt, he pecked your cheek. Once. Twice. Three times.
โComfy?โ He nodded, you smiled. Shutting the door and climbing to your side, repeating the same actions as Eddie had done, you began your drive to Eddies.
The car was quiet, only the rumbling of the engine making a sound. Whilst you changed gears you felt another hand on yours, Eddie linking your fingers. โYou okay?โ
โMiss you.โ
โSweet boy Iโm right here,โ you chuckled.
โNot close enough.โ
โWell we can be close and cuddle as soon as we get in and ready for bed okay?โ
โMhm. How longs it gonna take?โ
โโBout 5 minutes Eds.โ
Letting out an audible whine, you looked over at your boyfriend. โWhat?โ
โToo long.โ
โYouโll be okay. Youโve got my hand and we can talk.โ
โWhat about?โ
โAnything.โ
He let out a sigh, thinking of something to say. โCan I ask a question?โ
โSure, go for it babe.โ
โWhy me?โ
โWhy you what?โ You furrowed your brows, not understanding what he meant.
โWhy would you want to be with me?โ
โWhy wouldnโt I? Youโre kind, and funny, and a great friend. I love spending time with you. You make me happy, and laugh so much. Youโre a beautiful souls Eddie.โ
You heard him sniffle. Pulling into the trailer park, Eddie hadnโt spoke since your little speech. โHere we go Pretty one, weโre home.โ
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Turning off the car and climbing out you walked round to help Eddie, finding him tearing up. โHey, whatโs wrong?โ You asked, stroking his face.
โYou just said โฆ such nice things!โ He cried out, โ so nice and I just love you and you love me and itโs just nice.โ
โOh baby, come on letโs get in. You need some cuddles huh?โ
He nodded, rubbing his face and taking your hands to get out the car. Locking it, you walked into the trailer. Wayne was lay on the couch watching a show.
โHey kids how was the party?โ He asked.
โIt was good we had fun,โ you smiled at the older man. โGood Iโm glad, have you eaten?โ He questioned.
โBaby,โ Eddie whined in your ear, arms wrapping around you from behind. โYeah, there were snacks and stuff so weโre good. Thank you though.โ He hummed at you.
โI assume heโs drunk a bit?โ Nodding to Eddie. โYeah, Iโm gonna get him to bed.โ
โCall if you need anything Sweetheart.โ
โWill do. Say night Eds.โ
โNight Pops.โ
โNight Son, donโt give her any trouble.โ
โWould never!โ
You laughed, โCome on Pretty one letโs go to bed.โ
โFor cuddles?โ
โMhm cuddles, letโs go.โ Eddie dragged you to his room, throwing the door open. Falling over his bed to turn on his lamp.
โBe careful!โ You said, shutting the door behind you. โโM okay.โ
โCome on, letโs get changed.โ You went to his draws grabbing some plaid pants, handing them to him.
Taking out one of his old shirts and some shorts for yourself, you went to him. โYou want some help?โ You asked.
โPlease.โ
โOkay Sweet Boy, shoes first, can you take your rings off for me?โ
โโMkay.โ
Undoing his laces and pulling his shoes from his feet, you placed them by his others, sliding off your own. โDone it,โ he said, passing you his many rings, you placed them on the top of his dresser, yours once again being placed next to them.
โOkay jacket and shirt next,โ you helped him get his arms out and his head out of his shirt, throwing them to the washing bin in his room. โWant a shirt? Or just bottoms?โ
โBottoms.โ
โOkay pretty one, letโs get you out of your jeans then.โ
You undid his belt as his hands didnโt want to listen to his head, along with the button and zipper. Sliding them off his legs, โWant to keep your underwear on?โ
โNo.โ
โCan I do it?โ
โMhm. Never have to ask.โ
โThatโs sweet babe, but I do. Letโs get em off.โ Youโd seen Eddie naked plenty of times, not always in a sexual manor, well actually it was less sexual that it was sweet moments.
Youโd shower together just because, washing each others hair sweetly, youโd lay together, bare just to be close. He liked skin on skin youโd learned. Comforted him.
โCan you put these on so I can get changed?โ You asked.
โMhm.โ He quietly took the pants off you and began to slide his feet in. Sliding off you jacket and top you slid into his. Doing the same with your own jeans, getting into your shorts.
Placing them in the hamper, you opened another draw, pulling out some wipes. You cleaned your face off in front of the mirror. Looking in it you saw Eddie watching you, now in his pyjamas.
โBeautiful,โ he said.
โHm?โ
โYouโre beautiful.โ
โSo are you.โ He flushed again, dropping onto the bed and chuckling into his hands. You couldnโt help but grin, wiping off any remaining mascara and threw the wipe into the trash.
โCome on then letโs cuddle.โ Shuffling up the bed, you both climbed under the blanket. Turing off the light, Eddie rested his head on your chest, wild curls everywhere. โYou want me to tie it up?โ You asked.
โCan you play with it?โ Sleep evident in his voice.
โSure thing.โ Fingers running through his curls, his arm wrapped around your face and he snuggled into your chest. โI love you Y/N.โ
โI love you too Pretty, now get some sleep.โ
โโMkay.โ
Kissing the top of his head, he hummed, soon drifting off into dreamland. You following behind not far after, the sound of Wayneโs show playing quietly filling the darkness.
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would you? | luke castellan.
pairing: luke castellan x fem!reader
summary: luke slowly starts to lose himself but that wonโt stop you from reminding him of what truly matters.
wc: 2.6k
warnings: some manipulating and gaslighting if you squint and probably spoilers for the first book but theyโre not explicitly mentioned.
a/n: HAPPY HOLIDAYS !! hereโs luke as a gift <33 iโve never written for luke before but heโs my favorite pjo character bc hes such an interesting and complex character aghh. sorry if this isnt as fluffy as you would all want, i promise iโm working on some real luke fluff.
The rays of the rising sun made the lake look far more beautiful than it always does. Sure, you were used to the warm tones that always engulfed Camp Half-Blood and itโs not like the weather ever really changed, at least not unless the gods willed it to, but the colors of the sun reflecting on the lake, the low hum of the wood nymphs singing, and the distant sounds of laughter coming from campers playing volleyball were strangely comforting.ย
Well, as comforting as it can be when youโre trying to find some quiet in the neverending fight that was the demigod life. It gets tiring, it always does. The fighting, the studying, the adoration of gods who didnโt even bother to give their children a sign of them caring. It was all so exhausting.ย
But there was peace in this small moment. You were sat in front of the lake, your legs crossed as you closed your eyes, trying to enjoy the tranquility of it all. The calm moment didnโt dare to stop your hand from finding a home in the clay beads of your camp necklace and twirling them around, a seemingly normal act to anyone who saw you, that actually was a sign of you being aware of your surroundings, a small sign of the fear you carried around, a fear that had you always prepared to draw your sword in any given moment. Not ever fully in peace. Not unless Luke was there.ย
โSo you decided to start your morning without me? Ouch,โ You turned your head at the sound of your boyfriendโs voice, โA knock on my cabinโs door wouldโve been enough, you know?โ.
โYeah? And risk waking the million campers that sleep in there? No, thank you. I would like to stay alive for a few more years, please.โ You replied with a small smile, looking up to meet Lukeโs eyes, his scar being more prominent in the morning, a red color adorning the edges of it.ย ย
He snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes before taking a seat next to you. He was silent for a moment until he muttered softly, โThis is a nice view.โ
โOh, definitely. The lake always looks beautiful when the sun hits it the right way. I need to give the Apollo cabin their congratulations and some flowers for having a talented father.โ You answered, your hand moving away from your necklace to hold Lukeโs.
โOf course, you make my pick-up line about the gods. Can you give me a win over here? Iโm trying my best.โ He said with a smirk before pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. It was a strange sort of thing he always did, even before you two started dating, heโd always find an excuse to hold your hand and give it a quick kiss.ย
โI wasnโt going to let you get away with using a corny pick-up line on me, Castellan. At least be original with it.โ A giggle escaped your lips, โAlso, everything is about the gods, I thought youโd be used to it by this point.โ
His face fell for a fleeting second, but he was quick to mask it with a small smile. โRight, everything always is about the gods.โ Lukeโs eyes moved away from your face, nervously glancing at the lake after his statement.ย
You frowned when you heard the tone he used, he sounded almost.. bitter? You couldnโt even explain it. Luke had been acting weird ever since the camp came back from their annual visit to Mount Olympus on the winter solstice. At first, you thought it had something to do with Hermes being a total dick and ignoring him the entire night, not even bothering to give his son a pat on the back or a nod. But youโve known Luke long enough to know he was past caring about what his father did, he was indifferent to what Hermes didโto what any of the gods did.ย
The two of you were silent, sitting side by side in front of the lake in deep thought. He was thinking about gods know what, and you were busy trying to understand what was going on inside his mind. You decided to break the silence first, โYou okay?โ.
โIโm fine, baby. Donโt worry about it.โย
He was quick to answer. It was almost as if he had rehearsed it and had it scripted beforehand. It was almost as if someone else had told him what to answer. As if he was under someone else's guidance. Under someone else's control.ย
โAre you sure? Because it feels like youโre.. I don't know, keeping something from me?โย
โIโm not keeping anything from you. Iโm not keeping a single thing.โ
โRight. Sorry for asking.โ
Luke closed his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. He ran a hand through his hair and took some deep breaths, his chest moving up and down in a nonexistent rhythm, it was urgent and angry. He took a few more breaths, trying to calm himself before finally meeting your eyes again.ย
โIโve told you countless times to never apologize to me if you havenโt done anything wrong,โ He reminded you of the conversation youโve had millions of times, โDonโt ever apologize to me if you havenโt physically hurt me or something, alright? Youโre fine. Weโre fine.โย
He continued, โIโd trust you with my life given the chance. Iโm not keeping anything from you, angel. You have to trust me.โย
โI do.โย
You didnโt see your boyfriend at all the following days. He always brushed you off by being busy with training or helping Annabeth plan for this weekโs capture the flag. You werenโt the only one to notice his slight change of temper and personality, some campers from the Hermes cabin noticed it too.ย
He kept pushing harder on his siblings, always insisting on them doing better. He was more violent than usual during capture the flag, not thinking about it twice before proving why he is the most talented swordsman in the last 300 years.
There was also this one time he volunteered to spar with a new camper.. it didnโt go well. He kept doing new maneuvers and techniques most campers didnโt even recognize, refusing to go easy on the poor thirteen year old girl. When you asked him about it, confused at the way he went too hard on the newbie, he answered with a dry โWhereโs the glory in that? She needs to be prepared for whatโs about to come.โ It sounded as if he knew some kind of danger was approaching. As if it was a matter of life and death for the camper to learn how to fight against him.
You decided it was enough when you saw him skipping his daily chat with Annabeth, deciding he would rather sit by himself on the steps of the Big House for a little while.ย
The walk from your cabin to the Big House was filled with self-doubt and twirling the beads of your necklace, you were nervous to face your boyfriend, which was stupid because he was the last person youโd ever expect to feel nervous with. When you arrived to the steps of the Big House and saw him sitting there, your mind went completely blank.ย
You sat next to him and asked the first thing that came to your mind, โWould you rather fight 3000 ant-sized chimeras or a chimera-sized ant?โ.ย
An amused laugh bubbled up from Lukeโs chest before he turned his head to face you, a smile taking over his handsome face. โIโll take the 3000 chimeras, no doubt.โย
You smiled back at him, ready to ask him the question you spent the last thirty minutes planning, but before you could open your mouth he said, โWould you rather not be able to consume ambrosia and nectar for the rest of your life or.. see Mr. D without a shirt?โ
You threw your head back with laughter, your face going red thanks to the lack of air in your lungs due to the laughs coming out of you, โIโd rather bleed to death without ambrosia than see Mr. D with a shirt.โ
โDitto.โ
You decided to indulge in this back-and-forth game, after all, you hadnโt been able to have a real conversation with your boyfriend in days... youโll take what you can get, โWould you rather not be able to leave camp ever again or turn against the gods?โย
โIt would be boring to spend the rest of my life capturing a flag and growing strawberriesโฆ so I guess my answer is pretty obvious.โ He answered while fidgeting with his fingers.
โYouโd choose to turn against the gods?โ
โYup.โ
โHuh, I guess capture the flag would be pretty hard when youโre pushing 90.โ
Luke was silent, running his eyes through your face before asking, โWould you?โ
โWould I what?โ
He took a deep breath before replying, โTurn against the gods.โ
You were silent for a few seconds, biting your lip and staring into Lukeโs eyes, wondering if there was a right answer to this metaphorical question. You decided to give him an answer heโd like but also an answer you meant, โIโd go wherever you go. It doesnโt matter if it is a farm in the middle of nowhere or to the pits of Tartarus. If youโre there... count me in.โย
Luke cleared his throat and a serious look took over his face, โSure, but if the time to make a choice cameโฆ would you go against them?โ.
His persistence to try and get you to answer his question was making you nervous. The more he asked you about it, the more it looked like he was genuinely considering it.ย
A nervous laugh escaped your lips as you nervously played with one of the beads on your camp necklace. He took notice of it. Of course he did, he knew more about you than anyone, probably even more than you know yourself.ย
Luke stayed silent at that, a somber look taking over his features, you could tell there was a turmoil happening inside his head. It was almost as if he wanted to let you in on a secret, but he couldnโt bring himself to do it.
โI... um. Well, I donโt think thatโs happening anytime soonโat least not in our lifetime. But like I said, Iโd go wherever you go, to Tartarus and back.โย
That brought a smile to Lukeโs face, he looked into your eyes, probably looking for signs of you lying but finding none, and took your hand away from your necklace, lacing your fingers with his and pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. โTo Tartarus and back, baby.โย
He brought your hands down before leaning in to kiss you on the lips. There was a sense of necessity to feel your lips against his, he kissed you like the feeling of your lips was his only shot at salvation. He raised his hand to cup your cheek and deepen the kiss, craving the heat he only got whenever he kissed you.
You stopped him before he could take the kiss any further, โLuke, weโre in the middle of camp. There are children around us, if you want to make out at least take me to our spot behind the stables. Holy shit.โ
Luke took a second to steady his breathing, โSorry, angel. Iโll make sure to keep your suggestion in mind for later, though.โ
โShut the hell up, Castellan.โ
The two of you spent the rest of your day being busy working on your own stuff. Luke was still sparring with some campers who were brave enough to go against him, and you were hanging out with the Dionysus cabin while they helped grow more strawberries.ย
ย You found Chris sitting in the amphitheater and asked him if he had seen your boyfriend, he replied with an annoyed, โHeโs probably in bed or something, I donโt know.โ You decided to not ask Chris if he was okay and walked straight to the Hermes cabin.
A knock on the wooden door was enough to wake your boyfriend up, you were aware of it when you heard a muffled, โCome inโ. You found Luke sitting on his bed, his sword in hand while he sharpened it.
So he wasnโt asleep at all, you thought.
โCareful with the sharp part of the blade.โ He looked up from his sword when he heard your melodic voice, your words snapping him out of the trance he was in.
โOh, hi.โ Luke put the sword down next to his bunk and moved to lie down, leaving a space next to him for you to join him. He hummed when you laid down next to him, giving a kiss to his shoulder blade and wrapping your arms around his torso.ย
He turned to face you, pressing his lips to your forehead with a soft sigh. His eyes closed at the sensation while his hands traveled to your back, looking for ways to hold you closer. His features relaxing when he finally touched your skin.ย
You couldnโt keep this weird tension going on between you two, so you decided to bite first, โDo you want to talk about it?โ
Once again, he replied in an almost scripted and mechanical way, โTalk about what?โ
โThe winter solstice visit, youโve been acting.. different ever since we came back to camp.โย
Luke stiffened next to you, it made your heart drop. Youโve been dating him for a year now, and he had never been this coldโthis uncomfortable around you.ย
โI just... I think things are about to change.โ He replied in a low murmur, his eyes closing again when you brought your hand up to caress his face, softly tracing his scar with your thumb in a delicate and loving way. Luke let out a breath he didnโt even know he was holding when he felt your fingers on his skin.
A smirk made its way to your face, โChange? yeah, in your dreams, Castellan. Campers will keep arriving and only 5 percent of them will get claimed, and the others will get thrown into your cabin.. like things always are and always will be. Thatโs not changing anytime soon.โย
Lukeโs hand traced up and down your back in a soothing manner, โYeah, maybe they wonโt. Forget I even said that.โย
โJust because they wonโt change, it doesnโt mean we have to accept it, you know?โLuke's eyes snapped up from your hands to meet your gaze, his brows furrowed in confusion.ย
โIโm sorry?โ
โWeโre all on the same team here. Sure, the gods will never claim most of the campers and we will all probably die before weโre old enough to have children of our own... but is that really all that matters? We have each other. We donโt need them as long as we have the people we love with us.โ
Luke tilted his head to the right to press a kiss to the palm of your hand that was caressing his cheek, โI donโt need the gods as long as I have you.โย
โGood to know weโre on the same page, Castellan.โ
The two of you went out for a small walk by the lake and sat together in the dining pavilion at night. Your small conversation probably made Luke feel better because he was quick to go back to being himself, he kept greeting every camper he saw and holding your hand, not forgetting to kiss the back of it whenever he had the chance.ย
Maybe it was you reassuring him about the love you had for him or maybe it was him being aware of you being willing to drop the gods at any time just to be with him, but he was completely normal during the following days, weeks, and months.
You were sure of it when you saw him walking around with the new arrival five months later, Luke seemed so excited to be showing him around. You greeted the new camper with a small smile when he introduced himself with a โHi, Iโm Percy Jackson.โ
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in light of recent events, i want to take a moment to speak to all of the lovely people who are on t, want to be on t, or are considering going on t.
no matter what anyone tells you, please remember: t is not going to turn you into a monster. itโs not going to make you violent. itโs not going to make you hurt people. itโs not going to make you a bad person. itโs not going to make you someone people should be afraid of. itโs not going to make you lose control of yourself in some awful way.
iโm so much happier on t than i ever thought i could be. i went from having incredibly volatile and overwhelming emotions that could take over my entire life pre-t to being calmer, more in control of my emotions, and more frequently happy than i have been in years.
like any hormone, it affects everyone a bit differently. it might not change your emotions that much at all, and you might find that the physical effects are much more prominent for you. it might cause some mood swings for you, and you might have to adjust things to lessen them or find strategies to help you manage them. or, if youโre like me, you might find that it makes your emotions much more livable and makes your mind a much calmer, more pleasant place to be.
either way, i can promise you, it will not make you a monster. testosterone is not evil, itโs not poison, itโs not making good people into bad people or kind people into violent people. itโs just a hormone โ morally neutral and totally natural to have in your body โ and if you need to give yourself a bit more of it to live your happiest, fullest life? never let anyone make you feel ashamed of that.
i love testosterone. i love my fellow trans men and transmascs and every single trans person on t. i love how we find joy and peace in helping our bodies be more comfortable homes for us. i love you. i love us.
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.๏ฝก.: SUKUNAS FILTHY THING
.๏ฝก.: sukunaxfem!reader, nsfw, heavy smut, sukuna is filthy, breeding kink, gojo is involved
sukuna wanted you since the first moment he laid his eyes on you- his seven eyes on you, to be more specific. not only in this life, but in all of your 1000 thousands life, each one of them he only seems to fall in love harder and harder- and each life it gets harder and harder for him to let you go, because you seem to make him promise you the same stupid promise in each of your life- to not revive you, at first he just laughed it off.
but to his surprise you were serious every life before you leave his miserable self, you would tell him to promise you that he wouldn't revive you- that he would just look for you in your other life, since you wanted the same feeling of falling in love with him all over again- you claimed it was the best feeling in all of your life's combined. sukuna didn't disagree, watching you bloosm and live all over again brings peace to his cold heart, he wouldn't want you to be like him- living for thousand of years, being sick in the mind, he's aware to the fact he's pure evil and he doesn't mind that one bit- but to his surprise this life of yours is gonna be different.
"who knew i was gonna see my little flower, bearing a seed of another man" sukuna tsk as he stares at your sleeping figure, looking as beautiful as you have always been, but what's different this time was your round belly, pregnant with a baby, the baby of non other then saturo gojo his moral enemy. sukuna couldn't deny that his very attractive, very lovely little filthy human looked so fucking sexy pregnant who probably has no idea what a waste of oxygen the father of her baby is.
you belong to sukuna.
for sukuna, whoโs spent more nights than heโd care to admit furiously fisting his cock to the memory of you.
and seeing you pregnant?
even though he can process the thought that you were swollen with this waste of human being man, sukuna could hardly complain about the sight of you, his shaft straining painfully as he lays eyes upon your gloriously swollen, heavy breasts.
"such a sexy little thing" sukuna growls as he make himself comfortable on your bed, hugging you from behind, completely pressing his front against your back, he couldn't help but groan once he take a look at two large wet spots that have soaked through your shirt heavy, swollen breasts. the milk leaking from them, soaking through your clothes and inevitably trailing down your stomach.
two of his large hands make their way under your nightgown toward your preaky nipples poking through your shirt,so full filled with milk that his tongue is aching to lap on, so that's exactly what he do- as soon as his hands reach your swollen breasts, he form a mouth on his palm and place them directly on your nipples, two of his hands are now sucking, drinking your milk.
he purrs at the sweet taste of your milk, so so so sweet just like the clear liquid that he always used to lap on coming from your sweet little pussy.
you gently moan out once he starts sucking your earlobe in his mouth, he knows this is your sensitive spot- and he knows that you can cum just from him sucking on it and your breast- he knows any minute your body will arche and squirt all over the bed, but what he doesn't know was that as soon as you came milk also started squirting out of your boobs.
sukuna growls at the sight of you making a mess, covered in milk, and your clear cum, you were such a sensitive little flower as he always used to say- but pregnancy only seemed to make you more sensitive.
he smirks thinking about the filthy ways he can tease you, he can use your sensitivity against you, ways he can have you sobbing, begging to stuff you both in your sweet pussy and tight little ass.
but not today he isn't patient with the way he roughly use his other two arms to un tie his kimono, while he kept his other two mouth covered hands full with your nipples still sucking on your nipples that he bets are more swollen and bright red by now.
as soon as he takes his kimono off, he hiss as he free his two hard cum leaking cocks, stroking both of them together, as they make a wet noise from how much he has leaked just by making you squirt.
sukuna keep his sinful mouth-hand latched onto your heavy, engorged tits, greedily drinking every spurt of breast milk that comes leaking out of you, the flow growing steadier with each lap and squeeze.ย
you whine in your sleep clearly not handling the sensitivity, even when sukuna himself put you to sleep, you still arched, whimpered, whined, squirted, your body missing his-
sukuna roughly flip you to your back, while he's on top of you lining his cock, getting ready to stuff your greedy cunt that's clenching around nothing. "tsk look at this, look at you, such a little whore couldn't wait for your masters cock so you used another man's instead" he tsk at you grabbing you harshly by your neck, not caring if it leaves marks- you're his after all.
he shove his tongue past your lips- the same time he shoved his cock inside of your little cunt. you jerk back, your eyes shooting open- just to roll behind your skull, your body was twitching against his, the more you arch the more you moan out.
sukuna doesn't care that you're awake now, it boils his blood with pleasure to see you this way, so drunk off his dick, can't think straight- sukuna doesn't care as he shove his other cock into your tight ass, tearing through it.
"fuuuuuck just like that so fucking tight" he groans into the ceiling, as he slams his hips into you, earning whispers from your, your body reacting to his cocks tearing through you, he looks at your belly, as he growls out.
"this- this baby is gonna be mine, it's gonna be filled with my seed instead so full of it". he only goes faster and faster- in humanly faster, as he leans in place his forehead on yours, caging you in his arms.
itโs the combination of both of his cock hitting harshly into your sweet, sensitive part of nerves and the sight of milk dripping down his chin as he decides to messily drinks from you that sends you tumbling over the edge, your orgasm washes over you. clear liquid squirting from your cunt and soaking the front of sukunas kimono. squirting on him for the second time, sukuna would do anything to have you squirting on him forever, drowning him with your sweet honey.
sukunas eyes darken as he gently picks up your chin with his two fingers, and coo at you "good girl".
"my good fucking girl".
and what drives sukuna mad was- โyours,โ you pant. โIโm yours master", your soul remembers his touch so much that you can speak those words mindlessly.
and when he leans down, holding eye contact with you as he licks up your milk that was rolling down one of your tits, from how his fingers pinched your hard bud and made you squirt it out, your body trembles not handling the sensitivity of your nipples, not handling the two cocks that stuffed both of your holes, making sure you can think about anything but his big fat cocks.
he follows moments after you, driving his length in to the hilt as he groans, fingers gripping you tightly, his thick cock pulsing heavily inside both of your holes, as he fills them in, cunt deep with ropes of cum. as fucked out as you feel, you canโt help but whine at the feeling of being filled with his thick cum, shivers run through you as cum leaks out of your ass, your pussy quivers around the stretch of his cock, milking every drop of sukunas seed from him.ย
sukuna feels you rocking your hips back into him, and his answering a dark chuckle as he reaches between you. he plays with your overstimulated clit, pressing gentle kisses along your jaw and down the side of your neck as his seed begins to leak out of you. you moan softly, head falling against the pillow you and gojo share, pleasure mounting inside of you once more. both of his cocks still inside of you , remains of his softening cock, he slowly fucks his cum back inside of you, his rough whispers of praise a warm caress against the shell of your ear as your entire body feels completely boneless.
he bets gojo would love the sight of you like that too.
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