#or in a very 'worthy of lust but not love' kind of way

[358jours]

Dan Heng x GN!Reader⎢Under your charm

Word Count⎢2163

Genre/Tags⎢SFW, fluff, Dan heng has anxiety, first meetings, pining, written and posted before game launch⎢Crossposted on AO3

Though reserved, Dan Heng is completely in tune with his body, his emotions, and most importantly– his intuition. His instincts are what made him run from Xianzhou, what made him run from the IPC, what got him boarding the Astral Express. It kept him away from the wrong people, it’s what made him join the ones worthy of trust and he’s now in an environment that doesn’t force him to face his past. His intuition is the reason he is still alive this far, so he never doubts any of it. 

Or had, until this very moment where he’s not so sure of himself anymore.

You seem like a loving soul, so caring in every way you exist. Your soothing aura only makes the beating of his heart more erratic. That’s what he blames this odd feeling on, your kindness. 

Dan Heng has laid his eyes on plenty of beautiful partners in his life, he knows what lust entails. The way he’s drawn to you? it’s something deeper than simple attraction, something instinctual. Something that has never happened before. Something he’s scared of. 

He wishes he wasn’t on babysitting March Seventh duty so often so he could approach you and yet — even in his free time, his apprehension keeps him a distance away from you. That’s the best he can do, look at what you do, listen in on any conversation you’re having, gaze at your form, avert his eyes when your face turns in his direction. It’s a bit like dancing: one step forward, two steps back, except the steps are very very small. 

He thinks he’s slick about it but his self-doubt makes him second guess himself. He hopes nobody has noticed, and especially not you. (Though he secretly wishes you did, so you would take the leap he’s so scared of, so you would approach him. Until then he’ll keep away, waiting.)

Dan Heng stares at the charm in his hand, lost as to what to do. It’s not from a passenger, as it’s been lost in the private lobby of the Astral express. But the place is completely empty now, except for himself. It’s obvious it’s a cherished item, as seen by how used it looks. It has a bit of a weight, despite being made of fabric. He’s dubious on who would own such a keychain however. It doesn’t seem like something March would own, neither Welt, nor Himeko…

His mind halts when he realizes it’s probably yours. 

What should he do? Leave it here? He’s not too sure about which places are considered ‘yours’, where would only you find it. March is a troublesome girl, if she found out anything the whole Astral Express would know of it by the end of the day. Himeko is a perceptive woman, if she had any idea of his inner turmoil about you, she would probably chastise him about it. Welt is a bit more respectful, giving it to him would have lesser consequences unless you asked who found it back…

“Dan Heng, you’re here!” The boy closes his fist at the sound of March Seventh’s voice. Defeated by the circumstances, he pockets the charm. The girl grabs his arm, full of energy as always. “Come on, Himeko called for us in the control room.”

He’ll deal with the keychain later, if he doesn’t forget about it.

He forgets about it. Well, not completely at least. His subconscious reminds him of it when he can’t sleep at night, when all his worries come for his throat. Otherwise, it doesn’t cross his mind unless you’re in the same room as him, which isn’t too often. Whenever that happens, you’re usually busy with someone else, occupied with your phone or the time simply isn’t right (read: he didn’t have the courage to approach.). He carries the charm with him most of the time, unless he’s out of the Express. 

He blames it on being occupied, on not being sure it’s yours. Of course, fate has other plans.

Dan Heng follows March Seventh into the private lobby of the Astral Express. He’s a bit tired, his step quieter than the pitter patter of his companion. “We’re back! Everything went well we got– what’s wrong?” 

Three ‘welcome back’ rings out in response. Welt and Himeko are, as usual, sipping tea as they sit facing each other. What caught their attention is you– who’s under a table searching for something. You shift around to look at them. “Ah, the strap of my phone charm broke earlier and I don’t know where the keychain ended up. I’m hoping it’s somewhere here, but I can’t find it.” 

“Oh no! I’ll help you find it!” March jumps out to join you. 

“Really? You don’t have to, but thank you. We will definitely get it back if there’s two of us. You’re kinder than the elders.” 

Himeko snorts at the jab. “Think about our poor old backs. Besides, we have to finish our tea while it’s still warm.” Welt smiles as you laugh. 

Dan Heng averts his eyes. Of course it’s yours, of course. He should’ve known better, that right at the perfect opportunity to give it back to you, he doesn’t have it on himself. March will definitely talk about the mission in high detail, there’s no need for him here. He sighs quietly, opting to go back to his bedroom.

The next time he’s out of the Express, he’s accompanied by you and March. It’s a simple errand run, nothing as strenuous as some other missions. He’s not really needed but Welt insisted, “You’re more perceptive than March, it’s simply so she doesn’t get in trouble.”

Said girl has her arm linked with yours as she blabbers endlessly. You don’t mind, commenting here and then to show you’re listening. Dan Heng keeps to himself trailing behind you both, simply making sure you’re going the right way. 

Despite the anxiety of running into someone from his past, he’s content being present. He could count the times you were out of the Express on a single hand, and never with him. It’s nice to see you out, how you react outside, how you interact with March, what shops and items catch your attention. You’re relaxed in the way you walk, and— Dan looks up to the sky. He’s only a man after all.

“We better find you a new charm before we get back!” March exclaimed. The boy curses under his breath, ‘not this damn charm again…’ He left it in his bedroom this time.

“But why? There’s no need if it doesn’t mean anything special.” Your face expresses your confusion. 

The girl shakes your form with all her strength, faking anger. “Aw come on, don’t you buy things just because you like them? Take it as a gift from me, that’s special enough. Besides, you seemed really bummed out about losing your old one.” 

You only chuckle awkwardly but Dan is sensitive to your unease. You’re kind, and you enjoy caring for others but it seems you dislike when someone helps you in return. He sighs when he feels his heart warming up. “March, you need to stop making people uncomfortable. That charm held a lot of dear memories, replacing it with a new one just like that won’t cut it.”

You both turn around, surprise on your faces (he wonders, did you forget about his presence?). The girl’s gaping mouth turned into a pout. She protested, but all went from one ear to the other when he saw your smile. You nod in gratefulness, your eyes softening. His lips curl up ever so slightly. 

March’s voice shakes him awake, he’s forced to look away. “Hey come on, are you listening to me!? You’ve been so quiet this far, somehow quieter than usual!” 

“You’re so loud, it’s hard not to. Besides, you talk enough for the both of us.”

As she lets out an astronomically comical gasp, your laugh rings out.

He makes his way out of the lobby, toward his bedroom. The Express won’t arrive at its next destination anytime soon. It means he gets some time for himself, to think, and to decompress. 

He reminisces about his past, what he has accomplished since he got on the express, where he would go if he had to leave again. He ponders about his companion… It’s been a while since he last saw you. The weight of your charm is almost none in his pocket, but it’s still there. It’s probably better to give up at this point. 

He should think about something else.

His steps are quiet as he walks through the train. The cabins to his right look all the same: classic green seats, light brown and black walls, dark gray floor, completely empty. One, two, three, four, five, six cabins per wagon. He opens the door connecting to the next car, and goes in. One, two, three, four, and— he stops. 

This cabin door is open. He didn’t expect for you to be there. Seems like thinking about the wolf got him seeing the real one. You’re reading a book, sitting sideways with your back against the window. Your current outfit is more casual (and probably comfortable) than what he usually sees you in, but it fits you just as good. 

You turn the page, look up, then back to your page and— you do a double take when you notice him at the door. You’re a bit surprised, but your smile tells him it’s not the bad kind. “Dan Heng, hello! Please don’t simply stand there, come sit down. How are you, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Hello. I’m fine, what about you?” His steps are just the slightest bit uncertain, smaller than his usual walk. He comes to sit down on the opposite couch. 

“Really? You seem a bit tired though, are you sure you’re getting enough rest?” There’s something in your smirk, as if you know what he does not. Your eyes have a glint of mischief in them, and he wonders if you see right through him. 

He avoids your stare, opting to close his eyes for a moment. “Nothing a couple nights cannot fix.” 

“Hm.” You look at him a bit longer, your expression relaxing. Your head turns sideways, akin to a dog. A moment passes, until you shift back to continue your book. “If you have trouble sleeping, I have medicine and concoctions from Xianzhou that are rather effective. Don’t be a stranger, I’ll give you some whenever you ask.”

Dan Heng doesn’t answer. All people aboard the Astral Express are kind, but your kindness is not something he’s used to. Your care seems so familiar, something he hasn’t felt in a long time. He stopped getting too close to those generous-types, sheltering himself was a matter of survival. But you’re a part of this crew for a reason, he reasons. 

And suddenly, he’s not too sure of himself. He’s lost on what to talk about. He really would like to rest, get back to his room, but he doesn’t get up. His instincts scream at him to stay with you longer, and leaving now would be pretty awkward. The air is slightly stuffy between you two, or perhaps it’s just him given how deep in your book you are.

His hand goes into his pocket, grasping at the cause of all of this. The weight of the charm is almost none in his hand, but the weight of what it implies sparks up his anxiety. “Excuse me,” You look up at him curiously. He slowly extends his hand toward you. “Is this… yours?”

“My charm! You found it back!” The happiness on your face is something he doesn’t get to see often. Your grin, the light in your eyes, the way your attention is on him, it’s all a bit much. Your hands touch his to grasp the keychain. There’s sparkles on your face as you inspect it. “Thank you so much. You’re really a reliable person, Dan Heng.” 

“It’s nothing.” His hand scratches at the back of his neck, ears blushing at the compliment. All the pressure on his shoulders evaporates, perhaps it was all him from the very start. You’re easier to approach than what his apprehensions told him, always returning each gesture no matter how small. Your consideration of others is a virtue he has always liked about you. He was wrong to count himself out because of his past, you’re ignorant of who he used to be.

He exhales, his first attempt at a conversation starter. “That keychain seems to mean a lot to you.” 

“You noticed? This lil’ guy’s got quite the story.” You look at him kindly.

 And as you start explaining why that charm is so special to you, as he listens to it all, Dan Heng realizes it was wrong of him to dub you as a stranger. You were more than that since the very start. 

#Dan heng x reader #star rail x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #danheng x reader #x reader #hsr #nekonohanashi

[ladymarycrawley]

Wet celebration - Mason Mount

Not requested but I was struck by the inspiration, after a long time, to write sth for our star boy so enjoy 💫

Warning: smutty, very smutty (and I said to myself it shouldn't have been lmao)

Tag list: @prideofpd, @chelsealover, @johnstonesfc, @masterclassbaby, @masonxomount

Mason going back to training after having missed some of the first games of the season together with the England camp was definitely something worthy of being celebrated.

Before he could go back you had in mind to have your intimate party which consisted of a candle lit bubble bath and champagne glasses to have a toast.

Everything had to be ready for when he came back home after his last session at the physio, the one that would have officially sealed his coming back on the pitch.

You were waiting for him kind of impatiently, both to have him all to yourself (romantically speaking) and to hear the good news of him getting the green light to go back doing the thing he loved the most.

He entered your shared house with the biggest grin ever, his trademark, and with his arms wide open.

“Guess who can go back to playing football?”

“Mhh let me guess…” You accepted playing his game, assuming a fake thoughtful expression as you walked towards him, between his arms. "Is that you?"

He nodded gloatingly, securing his grip around your body.

“I can go back playing” He hummed, sounding like a happy boy who just finished his homeworks and can go having fun.

“I knew it, I’m so proud of you” You whispered while cupping his perfect face in your hands. “And you deserve a reward”

Mason lifted his eyebrows in an enquiring look, waiting to have some explanations.

You smiled and took his hand in yours to lead him upstairs, where your romantic surprise was waiting for you.

When you stopped at the entrance of your big bathroom he saw the shadow of candlelights and smiled knowingly, walking in to look at the tub brimming with soap bubbles, the two glasses of champagne and the massaging oil on the ceramic surface waiting for you.

He wiggled his eyebrows and started unzipping his hoodie to throw it mercilessly on the floor.

“We need to hurry before the water cools down” His voice assumed an husky tone, the one he would usually get when lust was making its way inside his body and also the one that would make you wet.

You followed his advice by slowly discarding all the clothes that were covering your body, letting them fall on the floor. The only thing that didn’t leave your body was your powerful eye contact: you couldn’t look away from each other, you were a feast for each other’s eyes.

When you were both naked Mason offered his hand to help you step inside the tub as you thanked him silently with a smile.

You sat there, waiting for him to join you and to adopt your favourite posture which was laying your back against his chest and letting him do everything he had in mind to do to your body.

Before relaxing against his toned chest you stretched out your right arm to grab the two glasses and handed him his.

“What are we drinking to?”

 “To you being back at training and to me being always proud of you”

Mason smirked and raised his glass.

“I’d also like to drink to my gorgeous girlfriend who had this great idea…been missing some good bath tub sex”

“Mase!” You turned crimson as you nonchalantly sipped your wine.

“Oh come on, I know you’re no angel and your aim has always been this, since the beginning that little mind of yours started thinking about all of this”

You rolled your eyes and drank up the liquid in your glass, leaving some at the bottom of it to dip your index finger in and bring it closer to your boyfriend’s lips. He smirked as he didn’t doubt not even for a second about what was your plan for the night and swirled his tongue around your finger before sucking it. You had far better things to do than going on having some good wine, so you skipped to the main course.

A mischievous smirk appeared on your lips to match the one plastered on Mason’s face.

He took in your naked body, soaking your breast with some lazy strokes that gave him the chance to finally touch you. His thumb rubbed your nipple gently, soon adding the tip of his tongue to it.

Some sweet but forbidden cuddles were the things you missed the most during these days of pain and you weren’t the only one needing them so you moved your hand across his abdomen to place it in the tip of his dick coming out of water. The look you gave to it was obviously a luxurious one, you couldn’t wait to taste it.

You started by brushing your thumb pad left and right, adding a light pressure to it.

Mason sat on the step your bath tub had so you could give him his reward more easily.

The sight of his big cock twitching made you even more eager to have it so you moved closer, placing your palms on his inner thighs to let your mouth do the work you both were looking forward to: you spit on his member to make the movement of your lips smoother. Relaxed, cute moans started filling the room as he placed his hand in your tied up hair to spur you on.

“Oh good god..”

His eyes were closed and his head back against the wall: you succeeded in making him relax but you didn’t want him to get too relaxed as you needed something too, for being a good supportive girlfriend. When his precum started touching your lips you stopped, giving him doe eyes.

He opened his eyes and when he saw the way you were looking at him, knelt down in front of him all needy, he lost it: he needed to have you right there and then.

Mason’s brown eyes got covered in lust as he got back in the water and placed his hands on your hips to lift you on the step where he was sitting earlier.

He spread your legs open so he could start devouring your pussy as if his life depended on it. His tongue sucked, his teeth nibbled at your lips and his lips left small kisses all around: it was perfect.

“Oh yes Mase…I missed you” You whined, pushing your hips against his mouth. 

He let out a satisfied moan as he was pleased to give you such a good time. His tongue stopped licking your skin the moment he shifted it inside of you.

"Yes baby yes…fuck me”

The way he ate you out was about to give you your first orgasm but he did the same you did to him: as soon as he felt your juices down his chin he stopped and broke away.

“Mase -”

Mason lifted his weight on his arms to reach your height and whisper a little something to your lips.

“What goes around comes around”

He was too much to take: he was there making fun of you, looking hotter than ever and driving you crazy by being a tease.

Mason sat back in the tub as you straddled him, tangling your arms around his neck and bending your knees so that your feet were resting near his bottom. 

“You’re being a tease, that’s not fair” You cooed in his ear, biting on his earlobe in a playful yet horny.

“You’ve been a tease too and it was a pity I had to stop cause your cum tasted so good…”

A louder desperate groan left your lips, made it even more desperate by the feeling of his fingers dangerously close to your pussy.

The way he was there, looking irresistible, urged you to kiss him feverishly, a messy kiss that left nothing to the imagination.

During your open mothed kiss, Mason pressed his thumb on your clitoris, making you roll your eyes at the back of your head because of the pleasure he was capable of giving you.

Then he wrapped his arms around your waist seconds before entering you.

Your O shaped mouth gave echo to a deep moan, letting him know you were fully ready to feel him inside of you. 

He started rocking his pelvis against yours in a slow but passionate motion. That position was perfect because you could get lost in each other’s eyes while fucking your brains out. Your thrusts were bringing heaven to each one. The hot breath of his panting against your neck and your heavy sighs in his ear made you feel so close, resulting in both of you reaching the climax at the same time. It was a mess but quite a sexy one.

The sex you just had was perfect, so perfect Mason kept his cock inside of you a little more, basking in the pleasurable feeling of laukewarm water as well as the one of your walls still clenched around him.

“Can we do this again after my next game?

“Yeah but in the shower this time…” You groaned, looking at the mess you caused as all the bathroom floor was covered in water. “We made quite a mess”

"Not so fast baby girl" He stopped your attempt of getting out of there, tempting you with the oil massage you put there as he shook the bottle before your eyes "we still have to try this"

#mason mount #mason mount imagines #mason mount fics #mason mount fanfictions #mason mount smut #mason mount fluff #manchester united #mufc #premier league #premier league imagines #england nt #england nt imagines #football imagines #football fanfictions #football fic #footie fic #football writing #mason mount x you #mason mount x y/n

[azurlily]

Hi, can I get what dating Azula would include? Please

Well hii!! Sure, I got you!

Dating Azula Would Include:

Azula isn't...the nicest. She's kind in the way that she loves you, but also wouldn't hesitate to laugh at your mistakes.

Azula, to say the least, is a good lover. As long as you get over being a massive bitch sometimes. She'll laugh or snicker at some servant or pedestrian doing something stupid.

Dating Azula means being friends with Mai and Ty lee. You have no choice. Once the two girls learn about you, it's all over, this is your life now. You have no choice.

Dating Azula means you get recognized a lot, meaning people see and know who you are. Just one glance at you, and you're recognized by everyone around you.

Dating Azula means you get kisses at the randomest times of the day. You two could be walking around and she'll pin you to a wall and pull you into a deep kiss. She then prances off, acting like she didn't just kiss your lips off.

Azula is only affectionate in private or around people she trusts. She allows Mai and Ty lee to see her kissing, touching, loving you.

Azula doesn't share. By no means are you allowed near ANYONE she would consider competition. Mai and Ty lee are on that list too. She has no issues keeping you away from anyone she doesn't like.

Azula has a hard time expressing her love, with the life she has lived it's understanding. She more than likely buys you things, things she deemes worthy of your touch. So you see a dress or a peice of jewelry you like? Just ask.

Azula tries her hardest not to be a bitch when your feeling down. Dating her means you see the vulnerable side of her, she knows you'll show that side of yourself too. In her eyes seeing the real you, it's a pleasure and a bit overwhelming.

Azula gets her red lipstick all over your face when she kisses you. Make out sessions are very evident to those who pass by you. All they see are red smudges and an even redder face. Too bad she enjoys seeing you all quiet and flustered.

As your girlfriend, Azula takes care of many things for you. She knows that being in a relationship with her is hard, so she takes the workload off you. This is one of the many ways she says 'I love you' without actually saying it.

She doesn't care if her father approves of you. It doesn't matter, I mean at first it did. Now though, now she'll do anything you say. If you say it nice enough.

Azula will take you everywhere with her. She's paranoid that you might get hurt without her. So, the obvious option is to bring you with. She's so smart.

As your girlfriend, she doesn't get a little control happy. She decides who gets to give you attention, she decides what you eat, everything. Although that's just her paranoia and control complex. Dont worry, after about 5 to 6 months of dating, that's stops.

While she hates people wanting you, she loves to show you off. Oh? There's a big important banquet coming up? You're coming with.

"You look amazing, it doesn't matter what they think so hurry up. I know what I said- shut up!"

You more than likely make fun of her. For what? For her getting embarrassed by the fact that you're holding hands in public. She might not seem it, but trust me, once you two are in private. That bright blush comes out of her cheeks.

Azula gets angry when you think bad about yourself. If you're good enough for her, you are 10 times better than anyone else. That is just a fact.(in her eyes)

"Am I supposed to care? I don't care that you think your fat, you're better than any man or woman. The fact that I love you, is more than enough proof."

Aggressively loving. She gives you everything aggressively. Her love, her anger, her joy and happiness, her lust. Everything is aggressive. Thata how it should be though.(wink wink)

If you two were to ever break up, it's more than likely because of her status or controlling nature. She feels the need to prove she loves you, even if it's a bit crazy sometimes.

She'd be mad about the breakup, she'd do anything to get you back. I mean anything, she'd give you the world. Azula is more than definitely scared of losing you, not like she'll admit it.

Azula will yell, scream, fight. She'll do anything except admit she's afraid of losing you.

If you two get back together, she's even worse. Not for long though, especially if you already had a very long term relationship. She'll feel weak for letting you almost leave. She's angry, but at the same time afraid. Azula takes measures to make sure you never leave her again.

She is loving person...just ask Ty lee and Mai.

Hoped yall likes this. I'm finally getting back into writing!! I'm going to be doing as many requests as possible. I more than likely wont finish any of the yandere month challenges on time. So I'll do them when I want to and I'm getting back on requests. Have a good day/night yall!!

#wlw #lesbian #avatar the last airbender #azula #azula x reader #dating hcs #kinda angsty #lil bit of dirty stuffs #im gay af #writing is haaaaaaaaard

[echologname]

What's from God and what's not

From God

Holy - set apart from the world (which is cursed with sin) and anything that comes directly from God Himself

Love

Joy

Peace

Patience

Kindness

Goodness

Faithfullness

Gentleness

Self-control

Mercy, forgiveness and grace

Truth

And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Phil.4.8&version=NLT

Everything humans do in the Bible is not of their own power but God's which they receive the blessing to experience through FAITH. So, God is saying to keep our minds focused on Him because many beliefs or doubts start as thought and can work their way to the heart and spirit for better or worse.

What's not

Demonic - absence or lack of God's light and presence (think of how the sun provides warmth, light and life and as you get further away, space becomes cold, dark and inhospitable)

Anger/bitterness (holding a grudge)

Hatred

Sadness

Lonliness

Distress (fear)

Lies

Murder

Theft

Pride

Greed

Lust

Gluttony

For jealousy and selfishness are not God’s kind of wisdom. Such things are earthly, unspiritual, and demonic. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jas.3.15&version=NLT

Demons are angels who've chosen to separate themselves from God, and the Bible is very strict about committing sin in your mind and heart like 1 John 3:15, "If you hate each other, you are murderers, and we know murderers do not have eternal life."

This is to warn others about merely doing something in your mind and heart with good or bad intentions. You can do anything for the goodness of God if you're acting in genuine honesty, humility, selflessness and empathy. But anything can be sinful if you're doing it in selfishness, callousness, or in the desire for malice, deceit and disorder (chaos).

The point is, ALWAYS check your thoughts and feelings.

And we destroy every proud thing that raises itself against the knowledge of God. We capture every thought and make it give up and obey Christ. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2Cor.10.5&version=ICB

This to help you be aware if you're being deceived or influenced by evil spirits and to make a strong, conscious effort to DENY them, and do what God says instead:

Give Him your fears and worries

Be joyful

Be loving

Find peace in Him

Let go of anger

Pray and praise constantly

It can be REALLY hard to do these things, but God promises to give you endurance if you trust in Him (Isiah 40:31) and strength if you ask for it.

I can do all things through Christ because he gives me strength. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Phil.4.13&version=ICB

#christian #spiritual warfare #Bible verses

[gulnarsultan]

Yandere headcanons oberyn Martell

Oberyn will find a way to marry you with his sharp wit. Its thorny tongue teaches a lesson to anyone who comes across it. You alone are in an area safe from his barbed tongue. However, he does not hesitate to use it against you when necessary. Oberyn is a very clingy man. You can't count how many times Oberyn touches you, kisses you, hugs you during the day. He has many delusions that something will happen to you or that you will leave him. That's why you need to give him plenty of reassurance. Oberyn is a very overbearing man. He is very bullying towards those who disrespect and insult you. He is also a bully to those who distance you from him and attract your attention. He liked himself very much. He only sees himself as worthy of you. He does not hesitate to humiliate many opponents because of his smugness. He actually has a childish side to him. Sometimes he behaves like a child who wants you to tell him stories and play games with him. He is overly obsessed with you. Most of the time it's you. He manages to bring the subject to you in most conversations. It spoils you so much. He wants you to wear the Dornish symbols and the kind of clothes they wear. It marks you a lot. You will have many children. He will love and pamper them all. Like her sister, she is very afraid of losing you. It keeps you away from Lannisters and Baratheons. He will never let them get close to you. He imposes more mental and emotional punishments on you. He is overprotective of you. If you are uncomfortable, he will only be in bed with you from now on. He can never share you with anyone else. (Maybe with Doran or Elaira.) Oberyn is the best at acting to get your attention and affection. Honestly, thanks to his acting, he immediately deceives you. The moments you spend together are full of love, compassion, love, passion and lust.

#yandere game of thrones #yandere got #yandere oberyn martell #yandere oberyn martell x reader #oberyn x you #oberyn martell #oberyn martel x reader #oberyn martell imagine #oberyn martell x reader #oberyn martell fanfiction #yandere character #yandere asoiaf

[loveemagicpeace]

1st house & how you see yourself & how others see you 🧚🏼‍♀️🎧🐚

🔥Mars in 1st house -People may see you as a person who is quick-tempered, sensitive, driven and driven to pursue your goals. You have a lot of passion inside of you and you also show it outside. You don't let others tell you what to do and you focus a lot on yourself.

🥨Taurus in 1st house- You don't like to say much about yourself unless you think it's important. People may see you as a person who likes to enjoy abundance, material things, food. You only give your energy to those you think are worth it. You are a stubborn person and sometimes your values ​​and your temper can be very high.

✨Saturn in 1st house- you can see yourself as a person who may not have achieved as much as others or you criticize yourself too much. You want to achieve a lot and therefore you can push yourself too far. Your self-esteem can sometimes be low and you think you are not worthy enough. But these things change over the years and you start to see that you are much stronger than you seem. Others may see you as an intimidating person and a person of great influence. You can get a lot of respect from people.

🌞Virgo in 1st house- people may see you as someone who is anxious or reserved. Although many virgos look judgmental. The first impression people get from you is many times that, even though you may not judge them, you can give that feeling. You can see yourself as a person who always wants to be organized and color-coordinated. It is very important for Virgos to be well dressed and look good.

🧚🏼‍♀️Neptune in 1st house- people can find you mysterious, intense, deep and dreamy. Your energy can be very attractive and even hypnotic for some people. Many times people can see you through rose-colored glasses and dream about you. They want to know who you are, but they can't. You like to daydream about people and things around you. You have a good intuition and realize many things earlier than others.

💘Scorpio in 1st house- For people, you can be very mysterious, intense, passionate & sexually attractive. You often give off sexual energy, which people can often be jealous of. You can give off a lot of your dark energy, but you are a gentle person inside. You are a stubborn person who always follows what you want. You achieve what you set your mind to and you stick to it. You do a lot for the people you love. Many times you like to dress sexy.

🫧Jupiter in 1st house- People see you as a person who is confident, optimistic, funny, has a strong opinion. Many times you can give off an energy that is carefree. You always find the positive side of life, the things that happen to you. You find the meaning of life and follow it, you like to try new things. You are very confident in the way you dress and many times your clothes can contain colors. You stand out with your unique style.

☁️Capricorn in 1st house- people may see you as a intimidating & cold person. But also as a person you can't mess with. People can be afraid to approach you. Others can also see you as a person who is stable, knows what you are doing and what you want. Many times you can test others and their trust. People may also see you as a difficult person to get. You are a person who always respects others and you will never do something disrespectful to others.

🛁Chiron in 1st house -your personality can often be gentle, kind, people can describe you as a person who is gentle and fragile. You give off energy as someone who heals people and helps them. Therefore, many people can turn to you for help or see you as someone who will help them. It may indicate a journey of self-discovery.

🍸Eros in 1st house- love at first sight seems very real to you, though often it is lust. You will blatantly chase your love interest. You may also have an aggressive or controlling side when it comes to sex. You may seem a little erratic to others, simply because your passions rise and fall so quickly. You are attached to the sensations of the moment and may see your partner as an object, or an extension of themselves.

-Rebekah💘☁️🫧

#astrology #energy #zodiac signs #planets #1st house #eros in houses #chiron #scoprio #neptune #jupiter #taurus #virgo #saturn #mars #capricron

[finniestoncrane]

You did this with riddler (awhile ago). but I wanna know what different iteration of scarecrow would react by there s/o calling them daddy 👉👈 👉👈

Daddy

Scarecrow Headcanons ok lil anon! i don't write for many scarecrows, so i added another guy to my roster in your name and that is scarecrow in his first couple of appearances in the comics just because i love that shabby little professor with all of my soul (i'm just gonna call him GA or golden age) 🎃🧡 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: daddy kink, humiliation, degradation, fear play, fluff

arkham

that's oddly pleasant actually

he imagines it rather suits him in his old age now

add it to the pile of other sweet petnames you have for him

a myriad of authoratitive terms that strike a sense of arousal deep in the pit of his stomach

professor, sir, doctor, master... and now daddy

if he was to guess, and his psychology degree might really come in handy here

he would think that you might have some sort of direct issue with authority

lack thereof? or perhaps a desire for more of it?

whatever it is that makes this do it for you

he's more than happy to have you bend over and be very good for daddy

btaa

it's almost like... just kind of an unpsoken rule with him that you'll call him daddy

everything about him, his attitude, his soft voice, the way he's fine to throw around his drug money to spoil you

it all SCREAMS daddy

just like you will be when you're riding on top of him

or he has you over his desk

slipping you just a little taste of his 'medicine' to get inside your brain and keep you clawing for him

if you need anything from him, the reqeuest better start with "please, daddy" and end with "thank you, daddy"

he'll do whatever you want if you butter him up a bit and stroke his ego like that

very much into the idea of you calling him daddy all the time, especially in public, and definitely in front of any of his 'employees'

something about the submission you display and the ego boost he gets makes him instantly stiffen up

golden age

oh, you're sweet to say that

it makes his heart feel warm, like he's actually doing something right for a change

enough that you would consider him worthy of the title

now he really has something to strive for

all the money that's needed to make sure that you're suitably treated

he'll be doing it all in your name, to make sure he keeps you lusting after him

because who else is going to look at this gangling, scruffy man with his sweet face stuck in a book

and think "daddy"

other than you, because you're perfect

so he'll do anything to keep your sweet words coming

#finnie writes #batman #fanfic #scarecrow #jonathan crane #scarecrow imagine #scarecrow smut #scarecrow x reader #rogues gallery #batman rogues #scarecrow x you #btaa scarecrow

[i-know-you-wanna-kiss-me]

Elle Fanning Style Guide

this one wasn't requested by anyone in particular, but i wanted to thank @soulsforsales, @d1or4nge1 and @themoonlightislace for encouraging me to do it. ily all 🩷 this is also the guide that's most similar to the way i dress in real life. i hope you guys enjoy this and feel free ro request one if you want

flowy white dress

she wears a lot of these. usually paired with ballet flats or heels

this airport look

for some reason, i always thought that this was a scene from 'all the bright places'. it is not. anyways, i really really love this two piece set and her glasses

has a matching skirt ^

leather jackets

paired with black mini dresses for a darker look and white floral for a lighter one. i would 100% recommend buying leather jackets second hand from vintage shops. they're the best kind. but do check for rips and flaking leather in the older looking ones

black tshirt dress

cable knit turtle neck

its pretty much always cold and rainy where i'm from, so this is probably the most practical (i never dress weather appropriate though lol). i think that it's cute and simple, and great for cold days

cable knit jumper

jeans

ruffle top and mini skirt

ugh, this is exactly my style. everything about it is so perfect. it's also really weird to see a celebrity (especially one that's the face of a huge brand) outfit repeat. so that's cool

top

skirt

shoes

baseball look

pleated denim skirts are the absolute cutest. i also love her hair here

dodgers shirt

mini skirt

Baby blue

very quinn fabray

dress

Ballet looks

these are pretty standard things that i would wear for ballet. very cute

school uniform

my uniform is actually not too bad, but hers is literally so adorable. i swear, american uniforms are so much nicer than the ones they have here.

my favourite looks of hers

Overall style notes

high suede boots

tennis shoes

light mini dresses

pastel colours

dresses and skirts over trousers

as always, if you have a request, just leave it in the comments or send it into the ask box! (you can send it anon if you want ♡) and i'll get right to it. i'm currently working on serena van der woodsen and ballerina off duty. ily guys xoxo

#elle fanning #style guide #girlblogging #coquette #just girly things #feminine beauty #coquette community #dollette #styleinspo #divine feminine #this is a girlblog #just girly posts #fashion icon #style

[cheegu3]

GOOD BOY GONE BAD |

Yeonjun - trust fund baby

synopsis: He was the ultimate, stereotypical rich kid. A trust fund baby having grown up with everything he wanted, never had to work an honest day in his life. You didn’t know exactly why your dad decided he was the ‘’ perfect fit ‘’ but you ended up being forced to marry him.

wc: 8.3k

pairing: f.m reader x yeonjun

genre: yandere, thriller

note: I decided to do short stories to post for a member every once in a while - every member gets assigned a song from the album somewhat related to the story + every other story has a good or bad ending, 🖤

there’s a lot of time-skips bc I didn’t want to make it too long, also the ending is so bad I’m terrible at endings

a/n + extra warning: this will probably be the darkest fic out of the all the members as it has non-con in it (not description, only ‘’ beginning of it ‘’ + talk of it after - and ofc this is in no way a reflection of yeonjun irl. This character is the most vile, disgusting, punchable asshole I’ve probably ever created. Pls read trigger warnings before continuing ⚠️⚠️⚠️

tw / trigger warning: non-con sex (SA), murder, degrading language, swearing, arranged marriage, forceful feeding, daddy issues & mommy issues, unhealthy attachment style, dacryphilia, LGBTQIA death

((none of the GIFs are mine, if you feel uncomfortable with yours being used in yandere fics pls message me <3 :) ))

He didn’t deserve any of it.

That was all you could think about as you walked the halls of your husband-to-be’s extravagant house. You had always had a deep-rooted hate for rich people. What had they really done in their past lives that made them so special, that made them so worthy of the privilege and easiness that was handed to them at their birth. What was it?

In all your years alive, you had never figured it out. You were quite spiritual due to your upbringing, and believed rich people or people in general who live comfortably with minimal pain - were people who had worked hard in the afterlife to earn points, being able to reincarnate to whatever they wanted to - yet it was still a mystery; why, how - you did not possess the true answers to these questions. You could only watch as they took everything they had for granted, while you barely had enough to survive.

Perhaps the person having the riches didn’t know himself, because he was arrogant, delusional and entitled, thinking the whole world was supposed to be catered to him. 

All he knew was that he wasn’t built for love. At least not normal and healthy love. He only knew obsessions and extremes, that was how he was raised with absent parents, always working. He knew that their parenting, or rather lack of lead to their son being unhealthily attached to his maids and that this would eventually affect his love-life too. He wouldn’t fall in love the typical way - no, he’d fall in ‘’ love ‘’ due to obsession, due to not being able to get whoever he desired whenever he desired it, like a kid throwing a tantrum.

You just happened to be an inconvenience - why did your father have to propose such an idea to a lustful, hormonal young man who was trying to figure out the world. 

So it was really your fault. You were the reason for his forbidden, hushed feelings; those that were dark, unwanted and scary - those he carried but could never show.

That’s why he looked down on you now, standing on the second floor at the top of the stairs - with a mix of emotions behind his eyes. Hatred, anger, maybe pity.

You looked quite kind, sweet and far too innocent for what he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop from happening to you.

He was going to ruin you completely, he’d enjoy it for sure but now all he could feel was sympathy for the broken down version, that was a complete 180 from this woman, that would come to be.

*******

The butler next to you shifted uncomfortably, very much embodying the tense and slightly awkward air in the room.

“ Welcome to house Choi, ma’am “ he pressed out before hurrying away.

You now stood in front of your husband. It all felt a little too unreal. Other than the person you had been married off to, there was also the fact that were was no wedding, no send off or goodbye, no nothing really.

It made it so much harder to accept your current reality.

“ Hello “

He was the first one to speak out of the two of you, now that you had been left alone, to your dismay.

“ Hi “ you said, only keeping the eye-contact briefly.

“ I’ll show you to our room “

You nodded, swallowing all the insults you wanted to hurl at your husband. He took you further into the second floor, where endless hallways stretched from a sort of pentagon shaped base. 

You followed him hurriedly, afraid to get lost - to the middle hallway, at the end of it was yet another unnecessarily extravagant and luxurious item, an almost white or beige tall door with gold carvings on it.

He pushed it open to reveal even more lavishness. You refused to show any sort of fascination or awe at any of it. Yet he still looked at you smugly while you took it all in though, as if expecting anyone to be immensely impressed.

You put down your bags at the end of the bed and sat on it, sighing deeply since you felt grateful for some time to yourself and to be able to rest. But your husband, Yeonjun seemed to linger for long in the doorframe, just watching you creepily.

You finally tore your eyes away from the floor and looked at him, an assertive look on your face.

‘‘ Can I get some alone time or will you stick to me at all times because we’re married now? ‘‘ you asked coldly while keeping eye-contact.

Something flashed behind his eyes, but just as quickly as you had seen it, it was gone and instead replaced by a cocky grin.

‘‘ You’re feisty, aren’t you? ‘‘ he laughed and then turned on his heel, but stopped before closing the door behind him.

‘‘ Ah, right. Dinner’s at 6, don’t be late ‘‘ he pointed at something behind you, a clock and then winked cheekily before finally exiting completely.

You buried yourself under the covers, barely having any time to think before you drifted off to sleep in a heartbeat. 

*******

A loud noise woke you up several hours later. You swore you had just dozed off for a couple of minutes. As the grogginess from sleep wore off, an angry Yeonjun came into your line of view.

He was staring down at you, tie undone and he looked like he could get on top of the bed and choke you just about then.

You sat up straight, now feeling a lot more awake with the fear-inducing eyes on you.

‘‘ S-sorry, did I..? ‘‘ you began, not quite sure yet what you had done wrong.

‘‘ Miss dinner? Yeah ‘‘ he wasted no time on closing the space between you, a hand gripping your arm and hoisting you up on your feet.

You only stared at him in fear but he paid you no mind - stubbornly forcing you to go down the stairs and sit to eat.

The fact that while glancing over and seeing that his seat was empty, made the whole situation more uncomfortable. He was standing to your left, very close and just staring at you waiting for you to eat.

You didn’t even realise you were sweating - you should’ve just taken a bite, to satisfy him but for some reason you couldn’t. The anxiety paired with the intense stare on you made you unable to hold your fork straight.

After a while he was even more fed up. One hand grabbed ahold of your jawline while the other grabbed the fork with a bit of meat. He then forced your mouth open and shoved it in so forcefully that you felt the ends of the fork stab the roof of your mouth.

You winched away from him, but he was already going for another bite. This time you let him open your mouth without much resistance.

When his eyes lingered on you again you quickly swallowed. He looked satisfied and you made the mistake of thinking he wasn’t angry anymore; that, that was the end of it.

He led you upstairs again, into your shared bedroom and closed the door behind. Everything was normal at first, he got ready for bed without saying a word - you of course turned away when he took his shirt off and instead went to the bathroom to do the same thing and brush your teeth.

You ended up admiring the nightgown he had given you. It was a bit too short but it was very cute with bows and lace at the edges. You smiled for the first time that day at such a small thing.

Then you braced yourself before walking out again. You barely looked at him before crawling into bed but felt how the bed dipped as he got in too.

Why was he being so quiet?

‘‘ Goodnight ‘‘ you said, hesitantly.

You felt your cheeks slightly heat up at the long silence after. Then you heard shuffling and felt him turn around to face you.

You felt uncomfortable again, closing your eyes and trying to think of anything but the fact that he was so close. That’s when he started to move closer, his heavy breath eventually tickling your neck as he buried his head in the crook of it.

‘‘ Aren’t you gonna give me a wedding gift? Stay still for me ‘‘ he said in a half-whisper, his husky voice sending shivers down your back.

Your furrowed your brows and was about to ask what he meant. 

‘’ I deserve this ‘’ he added.

Yeonjun’s hand slipped under the nightgown, lifting it so your underwear was exposed. You gasped and instantly reacted by trying to tug it down but his hand caught your wrist.

He liked how you struggled in his iron-like grip, he was stronger than you, way stronger and he was very determined to get what he had been waiting all day for.

You whimpered as you felt yourself run out of energy to keep trying to fight back and the realisation that the inevitable would happen because of it, broke your heart; tears streamed down your face as he flipped you over on your stomach.

Yeonjun felt ecstatic. He had been waiting too long for this, the moment you were declared his wife he wanted to mark you as his - practically willing to go to your house straight away. But he composed himself, he wanted it to be special. 

As special as it can be for someone who is sick and is only able to love sickly. In his fantasy it wasn’t romantic, it was a sort of ceremony. For his pleasure, and for your submission to be put into stone.

What he hadn’t expected though was for him to enjoy your tears so much. While watching you now, face down and pressed to the pillow with muffled sobs escaping you - he felt arousal and ecstasy and most of all power, all that he craved in front of him and within.

You did that to him. You brought out those addictive feelings. It was your fault you made him feel like this.

And finally he’d be able to punish you for it, something sure to leave a mark forever.

*******

The sun shined right onto your face early in the morning, making you toss and turn and realise at the same time that you were unfortunately alive - you had prayed to not wake up again, but alas God never listens.

The memories of the night before came flooding back to you but you tried your best to push them away by repeating random words inside your head in hopes of your brain latching on to something else.

You cautiously peeked at the man beside you. Seeing that monster after what he did to you almost made you throw up. The glance was quick, he looked like he was sleeping comfortably, resting on one of his arms that was stretched up and under his head.

Despite you crying yourself to sleep and wishing to never wake up again, there was one thing you had wished for more - for him to never wake up again. It would be the ultimate karma if he never did. You would inherit his fortune living comfortably in this big mansion all alone, not a man in sight to disturb you.

But whenever you allowed your mind to wander like that the more realistic thoughts would hit, unfortunately. Saying that if it sounded too good to be true, it was very likely to be so.

Soon enough, you felt your husband’s hands wrap around your waist, tugging you so close that your back was touching him.

Involuntarily you began to shake, thinking he was going to repeat his horrific acts until you showed submission and obedience.

A sudden deep laugh caught you off guard.

“ You can’t even look at me “ Yeonjun said, tauntingly.

You closed your eyes praying to whatever God was out there to not make you cry in this moment, to not show weakness.

“ You’re still fighting, which makes it more fun for me “ he added.

“ But really, we both know you should give up, especially after yesterday “ he sneered.

Your body froze, you felt like you had to get out of his arms because they were not a safe space. Putting your weight on your forearm, you pushed with it to sort of shuffle out of his hold.

He scoffed and not even a second later you were pulled back into his arms without any effort.

It felt humiliating and defeating.

“ You’re so fucking weak “

His words hit like knives, and he knew it did.

The dark, mocking chuckles that followed felt very disturbing. But nonetheless, you were still extremely determined to not give in completely and let yourself cry. It proved to be harder than you had thought. You almost flinched and audibly gagged when you felt his disgusting hands wandering and snaking around your waist again. It took a lot of effort to not do any of that, on top of not crying - it was honestly exhausting.

Your eyelids began feeling heavy again. Yeonjun felt you relax - finally not fighting back anymore, which surprised him. Instead of having to fight the emotions from overtaking you, you now had to fight to stay awake, because there was no way in hell you’d let yourself fall asleep around him and be as vulnerable as can be.

It was taking all of your energy to stay awake though. The man behind you gave you a rare smile, one only he could see. He couldn’t help but find you cute in that moment. You looked very vulnerable - fighting deeply against the unfairness of the world, but in the end, succumbing to something as simple as a basic human need.

How pathetic

As your breathing became heavier, head hanging only for it to dart back up a few seconds later - along with you desperately trying to tell yourself words in your mind to stay awake, you eventually was not able to fight the laws of the nature.

Your head dipped again, but this time you fell asleep deeply. Soundly sleeping comfortably in the arms of your abuser.

Yeonjun looked down at you with a newfound curiosity. In a way it was bittersweet - he could have manipulated you, played his cards right and made you fall in love but in the end he knew it was gonna be a one-sided relationship again, like all his past relationships, wether it be romantic or platonic.

He was scared of going out of his usual routine. New things or experiences scared him and he didn’t feel that anything such would go his way. If you knew this, maybe you wouldn’t blame him but then again, that was probably just him making excuses for acting badly towards people.

He hadn’t known any other way but for some reason you had to suffer because of it - Yeonjun knew that wasn’t fair, but he felt he couldn’t help it. It’s very hard to break free from the way you’re programmed to do, every day of your life.

Your newfound husband thought this as he looked at his wife. He didn’t want to do anything inappropriate at that moment, he just wanted to watch you sleep, curiously.

You looked the most comfortable and safe when you slept, a slight upturn of the corners of your mouth was something that indicated this, and something he had noticed the night before.

Maybe it was because that was the only place that felt truly safe for you. If he was normal, he would’ve started to feel immense guilt by now, but Yeonjun felt nothing.

He felt that very thing he did - he did for a reason and putting oneself’s first as a priority wasn’t a bad thing.

*******

When you opened your eyes again, it didn’t take long for you to recall what had happened just before you fell asleep. However, you quickly realised you couldn’t feel his strong hold around you anymore.

You looked behind you and then scanned the rest of the room and came to the conclusion that he must’ve got up and left the room. You let out a relieved sigh, not sure if you could handle his suffocating presence again. You were thankful for the few moments alone you got.

So you sat there for several minutes - not particularly admiring the room like you would’ve if this was normal, because it was anything but normal. Instead you were looking around the room to look for weapons and escape routes.

It was spacious, should he chase you; but it had downsides - it didn’t have any good weapons, maybe purposefully and it only had the one door to the bathroom, the other door to the entrance and windows that were far too high up.

You went over the pros and cons of jumping through the window, because you were way too sure there was no way you’d get out through the front; he had those terrifying guards, maids and probably an alarm. In short, way too many things to alert the devil that you were trying to escape.

If you were to jump, you might break a leg or two at most, you could handle one leg or a broken ankle, as well as a broken arm but maybe you were being way too optimistic. Either way you refused to let the small spark of hope inside die.

Firm knocks interrupted your thoughts. You glanced to the door just in time to see it open, revealing Yeonjun. He hadn’t even waited for you to give an answer, the thought made you scoff as you met his eyes - of course not.

‘‘ You’re finally up ‘‘ he said plainly.

You pursed your lips and nodded.

‘‘ Let’s go down then, my maids are waiting for you ‘‘

You furrowed your brows confusedly. His maids? What could they possibly want?

He laughed at your puzzled expression.

‘‘ To bathe you ‘‘ 

‘‘ To, bathe- ‘‘ you stuttered.

But your husband had already turned on his heel.

‘‘ I have short patience, move it ‘‘ he warned while looking over his shoulder at you, not stopping once.

You hurriedly followed and on the way down the staircase you looked around like you had done in the bedroom to look for escape routes and possible weapons. The sight disappointed you yet again, and without meaning to you let out a defeated sigh.

‘‘ No need to look, there’s no way out of here ‘‘ he snickered in front of you with his back turned.

‘‘ What? I wasn’t- ‘‘

‘‘ I have cameras, everywhere ‘‘ 

You swallowed the uncomfortable feeling in your throat. Technically you hadn’t done anything wrong but you were terrified of getting punished again, which was why you felt like you were now walking on eggshells.

You followed him all the way down the many notorious hallways - ending up outside a smaller bathroom, luxurious nonetheless, with the door standing open and revealing one maid kneeling by the bathtub. It looked like she was scrubbing it. When she heard your footsteps coming to a halt in front of the bathroom she looked up and gave a polite smile.

‘‘ Hello, master ‘‘

You cringed at the word.

‘‘ Take care of her ‘‘ Yeonjun said, barely reacting to what she had called him.

The maid nodded and then turned her attention to you.

‘‘ Welcome, y/n. We’re very happy you’re here ‘‘ she said, warmly.

You had to bite your tongue to hold yourself back from exploding in anger or giving her a sarcastic comment. Still, you realised they most likely had no choice in what to say or do when it came to their ‘master’s’ house.

A hand grazed your lower back, sending shivers down your spine, before giving you a slight nudge that made you take a step forwards.

You were about to look back and say something but yet again he was already on his way. You scoffed. He did how he pleased at all times.

‘‘ Y/n? ‘‘ the maid’s soft voice caught your attention again.

‘‘ Hm? ‘‘ you said mindlessly, still watching your husband striding down the corridor.

You wondered what he was in such a hurry to do, where was he going?

‘‘ By orders, I have to wash you. Please enter ‘‘ she said, the polite smile faltering a bit showing that her patience was running out.

You sighed and stepped inside. Not long after an arm reached behind you and closed the door, locking it.

The maid clearly didn’t want to waste any more time, because as soon as the click echoed in the small room - her petite hands quickly found the rim of your t-shirt. She was keeping eye-contact to get consent so she could continue undressing you, and it weirdly felt very intimate yet appreciative.

You nodded, smiling awkwardly. It was clear that both of you wanted it to be over with, so you weren’t going to fight and risk making it last longer.

She pulled the shirt over your head and looked into your eyes again when reaching for your pants. You nodded, avoiding eye-contact.

She did the rest swiftly and then told you to wait while preparing the bath. As she was doing so, you got the chance to really look at her. You couldn’t stop yourself even if you really wanted to. 

You were planning on leaving this place anyway and didn’t want to have to save people you had just met. But you couldn’t help but feel pity as you watched her turn on the tap. She looked young, but older than you by quite a few years and you knew deep inside that there was no way she was doing this job willingly, something you didn’t want to think about.

She also looked sad, her head was hanging most of the time, except for when she had to look into your eyes. It was obvious her polite, sweet smile was a trained automatic mechanism to appear fine and normal on the outside. But if you looked closer you could see the stress evident on her skin and her dark circles.

She turned to you now, with that smile on her face.

‘’ The bath is ready, miss ‘’

You got up and let yourself be lead into the bath, one hand holding onto hers for balance. While in you let out a satisfied breath. This was definitely the most relaxed you had felt since arriving at the mansion; a well deserved break.

After some time of having your eyes closed and a long silence, you opened your eyes again to thank the maid. Her hand was still holding yours but she looked back at you with such intensity that all your words got knocked out of you.

Her eyes were open wide, red specked like she hadn’t slept in days and her fingers tightened around your hand when she saw that she had finally caught your attention.

All you managed to get out was a confused groan.

‘’ Miss, you need to get out of here ‘’ she started, talking at a rapid speed.

‘’ It’s awful here you need to escape before it’s too late I know a way it will take time- ‘’ she added, so quickly it all melted into an incomprehensible mumble.

‘‘-slow down! ‘‘ you grabbed her shoulders to ground her and she breathed out shakily.

‘‘ I’m sorry, miss ‘‘ 

You smiled at her, seeing that she had calmed down but she looked rather disappointed in herself.

‘‘ You have to escape ‘‘ 

You tilted your head at this.

This was the last thing you had expected. The first worker you see is willing to risk their life to help you escape. Not only that, but they grab the first chance they get with you alone to tell you that you need to escape.

‘’ I know a way, I- ‘‘ 

‘‘-What? You know a way? Please tell me, hurry, please! ‘‘ 

It was your time to sound desperate now. You felt paranoid that Yeonjun would come back any minute now. Your heartbeat had picked up and you stared at her the same way, with the same intensity she had done just a few seconds ago.

‘‘ Yes, but it will take time, miss calm down ‘‘ her thumb stroked over your intertwined hands.

You breathed in and out deeply which made your heart-rate stabilise as well as calm your overactive mind which was overflowing with questions, having an urgent need for action.

‘‘ First, you need to gain his trust. You will have to do whatever it takes, no matter how much you hate it ‘‘ she nodded firmly when she saw you grimace at the idea.

‘‘ Then, once he trusts you enough he will let you go outside. You will always be with maids or guards outside but when the day comes that I’m the one to watch over you, you make a run for it! ‘‘ she said in a hushed, urgent voice.

‘‘ Where to? ‘‘ 

‘‘ At the end of the garden he has a botanical pathway, big plants and flowers cover it, but there’s a secret gate there at the very end that leads directly onto a footpath ‘‘

‘‘ You follow it and you will eventually reach a hill, on top you can see the neighbourhoods and the city. It won’t take long to get to the nearest house ‘‘

You nodded eagerly, now taking both of her hands into yours.

‘‘ Thank you, thank you so much ‘‘ your eyes welled up with tears of gratitude.

She gave you a genuine, wide smile full of hope for the first time.

‘‘ What are you doing? ‘‘ a curious and slightly disgusted voice asked.

You and the maid jumped at the new voice joining the conversation. None of you had noticed the door opening, Yeonjun must’ve opened it slowly because he heard hushed voices inside. 

But to your surprise, he didn’t look angry. He merely cocked an eyebrow and smirked when you looked at him bewildered and with what you could only imagine was a guilty expression.

‘‘ Are you two done? ‘‘

The maid snapped out of her shock and got up on her feet, pulling you up by the arm with her. She bowed deeply and seemed to keep her head hanging lower than usual, probably to hide her flushed cheeks.

‘‘ Yes, sorry sir ‘‘ she hurried to blurt out, voice shaky.

Yeonjun looked satisfied with her answer and turned his eyes to you again. An amused glint took over his brown eyes, that traveled over your body. That was the exact moment both you and the maid realised you were still naked.

You shrieked and immediately darted behind her to try and hide.

‘‘ Oh come on, it’s not like I haven’t seen it already ‘‘ he teased meanly. 

You felt yourself get angry again but held back when the maid’s words came into your head again. She, on the other hand looked embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable at his words.

Several seconds in silence passed without him moving an inch, he had a challenging look in his eyes whenever you dared meet them. So you sighed after finally having enough of the game and went past the maid to pick up your clothes.

You could feel both their eyes on you as you quickly got dressed but you ignored it and hoped that your cheeks wouldn’t be flushed as well.

Then you stood up and stepped out of the room to stand next to Yeonjun, ready to follow him. You gave the maid another small smile of gratitude.

‘‘ Let’s go ‘‘

*******

After your talk with the maid you barely saw her and you started to feel anxious, thinking your husband had gotten rid of her or somehow found out your scheming. Time was moving incredibly slow, it felt like he never let his noose around your neck go, never making things a bit easier for you or being a bit more lenient - no matter how much you took whatever he did to you.

Every night, you’d cry and pray that the next day would be different, that tomorrow would be the day he loosened the hold to give you the opportunity to escape.

You hoped he hadn’t noticed your sudden change in behaviour. Thankfully, you didn’t think so because he had acted the exact same the past week. He rarely showed affection unless it was concealed under a humiliating tone but nothing else had changed. He was away for most of the day, going to his prestigious school and studying some before coming to torment you.

But then, the day came at last. You had thought it was another normal day with the same routine, a day of similarity merging together with all the other mundane days. 

You got up at the same time as him like always. Then you went downstairs to make breakfast for him and with a dead, emotionless expression on your face, you served him. He finished eating and dragged you upstairs to sit on the bed, praised you for being a ‘’ good girl ‘’ and forcefully kissed you, like he always did because he was afraid of showing he actually loved you.

Then he went downstairs and you were expected to follow him. As you were about to close the door he spoke to the guard next to the door.

‘‘ Ah right, today, she’s allowed outside. Don’t let her get out of your sight ‘‘ 

You immediately lit up but you suppressed it from showing with all your might. The guard nodded and bowed as Yeonjun walked to his driver, meanwhile he himself turned to you.

He didn’t say anything, but just opened the door all the way so you could walk out. You gave him what you thought was a weak smile, filled with uncertainty and nervousness and then followed as he started walking down the garden.

The garden was a lot bigger than you had imagined, something that would be a disadvantage to a person looking to escape. It was wide, long and open - not having many hiding-spots due to the big flower bushes being far from the path. They followed the huge cobble-wall that seemed to go as far as you looked.

The guard came to a halt about halfway down the path. If you continued down the steps that were a few meters away, there was a crossroad, one way to the left, where you assumed hot-springs were, due to the cloud of steam emitting from over there - and one straight way that looked thick with bushes almost swallowing the small path, you were sure that was where you’d reach the botanical garden the maid was talking about.

You made a mental note of it and then walked over to the wooden bench that the guard was pointing to. He lingered for a few minutes behind, keeping a close watch on you but left momentarily to answer a phone-call.

When he returned he barked orders at the handful of gardeners watering the plants to keep an eye on you as he had to do something important.

This could be your only chance.

The only problem was that you had to distract them somehow. But you thought there were a few ways although a shot in the dark, that you had to try. Not trying would make you more disappointed in yourself than trying to escape and then getting caught.

So you took a few calming breaths to prepare yourself and then approached the one closest to you. She was an elderly lady and was crouched down, picking some berries.

‘‘ Excuse me? ‘‘

You went over the practiced lines and plan once more in your head and tried to give her a confident smile.

The elderly woman turned her head towards you and blinked a few times, a blank expression on her face.

‘‘ Um, well I saw that there were some kids over by the entrance, they were apparently cutting off the flowers to give to someone else ‘‘

She continued to stare at you with a puzzled expression but gave no answer. When you saw her head turn to look at the other workers you panicked a bit, she didn’t seem to believe you so you had to give everything you got.

‘‘ Really, think of how disappointed Yeonjun would be when he finds out, your master ‘‘

Her eyes bulged as soon as you mentioned Yeonjun and she quickly scrambled to her feet, setting off on a half-run straight away.

You hurried down the steps, getting even closer to the crossway now and hid along with the wall. The gardeners who were working on the flowerbeds further away looked at each other confusedly. 

You got lucky, they started to move to follow the elderly woman meanwhile the ones closest to the mansion’s wall, where they couldn’t see you, stayed behind.

Just like you had planned in your head, you waited a bit longer before you would try to run for it.

You started to count down a minute, glancing a lot at the workers above and down the path again. It seemed quiet, so you slowly moved along the wall.

‘‘ What do you think you’re doing? ‘‘

The blood in your veins froze.

That voice...the one you hated so much. 

It was coming from right behind you. Somehow, being caught redhanded made your fight or flight kick in and you ran for it without looking back.

You could hear steps coming closer and closer.

Heading straight for the overgrown botanical garden you jumped into a rose bush some meters in. Running wasn’t your strongest suit so you figured hiding was the smartest move, and also since he’d know exactly what you would’ve been heading for. 

The steps became louder and you held your breath as they went right past you. The sound disappeared completely as the distance between you and your captor increased. How you wished there was another way out though; all you could do now was to wait for him to run back after realising you weren’t there and then you could crawl out and make a run for it again.

It would take way longer than you had anticipated.

It felt like you had sat still for hours in the bush, not daring to move around or barely breathe. The sky had even turned dark before you felt brave enough to peek out from your hiding spot.

Every sound made your anxiety spike - every rustling leaf or crunch from the gravel below your feet. Maybe it wasn’t too late to turn back? You could go out and up to the house, beg on your knees for Yeonjun to forgive you and maybe you’d be left alone, unhurt. 

You quickly shook off this thought invading your mind, it was too late to turn back now, you had waited too long for this opportunity to escape your personal hell on earth to chicken out now.

You remembered what your mom had told you - if you try there’s a 50/50 chance, if you don’t, it’s 0%. With these words echoing in your mind you finally pushed the last bush aside, revealing the path again to you.

A quick glance from side to side told you that no one was on it. You also listened for a few seconds but all that could be heard in the deafening silence were your own heavy breaths. 

You took a hesitant step out, being fully out in the open now to whoever had a view of the botanical garden’s entrance. It felt as if the sound of your heart drumming in your chest would cause it to jump out any minute - maybe along with any predators that lurked in these corners. 

The path cleared only for you to come face to face with an overgrown bit again but you knew that this was the way out, the hidden door. Pushing through it would prove to be quite the hassle. Thorns cut your skin easily and you hissed while trying to ignore the warm liquid pouring down slowly.

There wasn’t much left now, the maid can’t have meant a long path.

Right as you were beginning to see the clearing through the thinner leaves in front, you were yanked back by your hair.

You yelped in pain and tried to get out of the person’s hold. Deep down, you knew who it was which only made you thrash around frantically, desperately trying to get away from your predator.

‘‘ Found you ‘‘

His voice was low with no amusement in it, like he was tired and quite irritated. You felt cold metal touch the exposed skin on your neck, and seconds later you weren’t able to continue fighting back.

You cursed yourself, Yeonjun and even the world for being so unfair - expecting your vision to get blurry and accepting it when you fell into darkness again. 

*******

Your husband stood in front of your slumped form now. The guards had tied you up behind the pillar like they were told and he was just waiting for you to wake up.

Yeonjun was feeling only a little bit bad about what was about to happen, but you had tried to escape after all. Although it wasn’t successful, you had almost put everything on the line. If the public found out that a top businessman’s son had treated his wife like that, then the empire wouldn’t be his to take over. He couldn’t let that happen, so he needed to teach you a lesson - never escape again, never even try it.

Minutes passed and he was getting impatient. He walked over and nudged you with his foot, like you were no more than an animal that he didn’t want to be associated with.

You stirred slightly and then opened your eyes. Immediately you wished you could go back to being asleep, the only place you seemed to get peace.

The first thing you saw was your dad. Hands and feet bound and kneeling on the floor with a gag in his mouth. He looked rough. There were visible cuts on his face and his head was hanging looking like just holding his head up was tiresome. 

‘‘ What have you done to him? Why is he here? ‘‘ you asked, voice hoarse.

You felt exactly like your dad, tired and like you had given up. That hope you had so desperately held on to was not at all evident in your voice now.

Yeonjun crouched down next to you and the corners of his mouth curled up. There was no frustration in his eyes anymore, he met yours confidently - he had after all gotten what he wanted.

‘‘ Your dad is here...because you couldn’t behave ‘‘ he says, mockingly slow like you were a child or too stupid to understand.

You didn’t answer him, you only looked at your dad with pity. Somehow you knew what was going to happen to him but you felt too tired and angry to care. Nothing really surprised you now anyway, especially when it came to the extent of Yeonjun’s sadism and cruelty. 

His eyebrows twitched while watching you, he was confused.

‘‘ You don’t care? ‘‘

At that you saw your father move, his head raising to somewhat try to look at you. Something stirred in your heart; no matter what he had done to you, you could never hate him. No matter how hard you’d try, there would always be a sense of love and care for him. You wanted him to be happy and healthy, not here to meet a horrible fate that was due to your reckless actions.

The realisation of your true feelings made a single tear fall. You looked at him and met his eyes, smiling bittersweetly.

‘‘ I do ‘‘

‘‘ But? ‘‘ 

‘‘ There’s nothing I can do ‘‘

His arrogant laugh echoed. Not long after, he started to turn his head to focus on your dad, as if expecting something.

‘‘ I think there’s something you should know. Before your dad meets his fate that is ‘‘

Yeonjun paid you no attention as you stared bewildered at him, not sure what to expect.

He smirked again, eyes never leaving your dad. You saw in the corner of your eye how one of his guards moved from behind.

‘‘ You see, your dad never sold you off, not easily anyway ‘‘ you blinked at him, dread slowly creeping up on you.

‘‘ He was forced to. My dad threatened that he would kill you when your dad failed to follow through a payment. This was the only way he could save your life although immediately putting his own in misery ‘‘ he laughed mockingly to your dad.

‘‘ How pathetic ‘‘

Your eyes stung with fresh tears. You wished so badly that he was wrong; that your dad had really been an awful person to give his daughter up like that. But reality was often much more crueler than you’d expect, making this goodbye a deeply painful one.

Yeonjun felt amused as he watched your dad cry upon seeing your tears fall. He had lived with such guilt and pain, having to know every day that you hated him. But now, he felt more the pain of seeing his beloved daughter cry as she realised something and as he knew they would soon be separated again.

During the time you were apart and you hated him, he couldn’t help but think like a father - was your husband treating you okay? Were you fed and cared for? Did you feel lonely?

It ached his heart to come face to face with the person he had been forced to give you off to - a couple of days ago when he had visited your parents’ home, there to take him away and cause his daughter more pain.

Still he felt immensely grateful that the truth would come out before you had to say your goodbyes. It hurt too much on his soul to know you had hatred for him, for something he only did to save you.

Your dad saw it too, the man approaching him while you were focused on Yeonjun, hanging on to every word he said. Therefor he hurried to say his last words.

‘‘ I love you, y/n, goodbye ‘‘

Your head whipped around at his words just as the wandering man plunged a sword through his heart. It felt as if your whole world came crashing down. The lifeless body of your dad fell to the ground and a thick silence followed.

You started to sob uncontrollably, breaths getting quicker. Yeonjun smiled at the mess he had created and then sat down fully next to you, his back resting against the pillar. 

He let you cry there for a long time. You weren’t even sure how long had passed when your sobs calmed down and you felt like there wasn’t an ounce of water left to cry out anymore.

It seemed as if his niceties had been extended for a reason though as more was yet to come. The entrance door opened, the maid coming in with two guards behind her and she was tied just like your dad had been.

You furrowed your brows in confusion and sat up straight, the grogginess from crying quickly disappearing.

Yeonjun got up too, looking happy that there was some new action. This time, he decided to go over to the maid.

He took a hold of your maid’s hair that was neatly tied into a bun and yanked it forwards, earning a yelp of pain from her. Now that she was closer, you could see that she also had marks of resistance, cuts that were bleeding and even old bruises. It made you feel like you could cry again.

Was this all because of you?

‘‘ Do you recognise her? ‘‘

You nodded; mind working overdrive to try and find a possible way he could’ve found out.

‘‘ The one who helped you escape, right? ‘‘ 

He tilted his head while looking down at her degradingly. 

‘‘ And does she know? ‘‘ he met your eyes, smirking and visibly enjoying your puzzled expression that then turned into a horrified realisation.

The maid kept her head down and you were thankful you didn’t have to meet her eyes as your husband continued his torture session.

‘‘ Does she know that all it takes for little y/n to catch feelings is...someone being nice to her? ‘‘ he scoffed ‘‘ So pitiful ‘‘

You felt your face burn in embarrassment, fresh tears threatening to spill at any moment.

‘‘ And an older woman at that ‘‘ 

You refused to meet any of their eyes. 

‘‘ Is it maybe to make up for the lack of love your mommy gave you? ‘‘ he smiled gleefully, not even trying to hide his sadistic emotions.

It was starting to feel painful and uncomfortable. You twisted - trying to in any way get away from the words hitting you, insulting you. The painful childhood memories that somehow Yeonjun had known was hitting every deep spot you had fought so hard to keep buried, and he knew this.

‘‘ But I feel betrayed, by both of you. So someone has to pay ‘‘ he added.

You immediately found his eyes again.

‘‘ Please! Don’t hurt her, just kill me instead! ‘‘ 

You didn’t know if you were begging for him to kill you for your sake more than the maid’s, because after all there’s no way you actually had feelings for her already, right?

You had laid awake every night since then thinking about her. Wondering if she was safe and happy but that must all be normal? She had helped you after all. Either way, there was no way Yeonjun was going to kill you, in the end it’s not the dead you should feel bad for and that are in pain, it’s the living.

Both the maid and you knew what was coming. You gave her a sad, apologetic smile and refused to let your true feelings show; even as the guard reached the second victim, plunging the sword deep into her heart and as her lifeless body hit the floor, you refused to cry. 

You knew that wasn’t what she would’ve wanted you to do anyway. She would’ve wanted you to get revenge and escape on both of your behalves. Just like that, the spark of hope inside came alive again.

No matter what, you had to go through with the plan the maid had told you about a week ago. That time she had approached you and told you about what was going to happen when you’d try to escape.

/

‘‘ They know you’re gonna escape soon. Everyone’s on high alert, even if they’re doing everything to not show it ‘‘ 

You blinked at her, caught off guard by her sudden appearance behind you. You hadn’t seen her since that time she told you about the plan.

A few other maids passed by and you smiled as to not draw attention to yourselves.

‘‘ How do they know? ‘‘ you whispered urgently.

The maid sighed.

‘‘ I overheard maids gossiping as I was cleaning one of the bathrooms a few days ago ‘‘

You sighed now too.

‘‘ Don’t worry. I know their whole plan, you just have to be the perfect actress and then after- when they’ve..killed me. That’s when you can go ‘‘

‘‘ W-what do you mean kill you? ‘‘

She gave you a sad smile, full of meaning.

‘‘ You have to let them kill me for this to work, just trust me please ‘‘ she pleaded, eyes glossy.

‘‘ Okay...I guess I have no other choice ‘‘ you answered after a few moments of hesitating ‘‘ I will trust you ‘‘.

/

As if on cue while you reminisced the memory - all of the guards, maids and even Yeonjun covered their yawning mouths, sudden sleepiness hitting them. It quickly escalated and they grabbed whatever was nearest to not plunge to the floor.

The maid’s plan had worked, the sleeping pills she had slipped into their drinks had worked.

Fresh tears streamed down freely down your cheeks now as you whispered a small ‘’ thank you ‘’ to her still body. Then you untied yourself and stood up. 

It didn’t take long for you to gather your stuff and finally be able to leave your personal hellhole. You opened the door cautiously as if you were expecting someone to be outside the front door ready to ambush you. 

But it was deserted, not even a gardener in sight. You stopped for a moment, having the time to do so as you had already called for a taxi; you just stood there, still and finally feeling at peace, breathing in the fresh air.

You weren’t sure how long the pills would last - the two of you had discussed the use of poison to really be sure they wouldn’t come after you but the maid insisted to use a non-killing option. She explained that he had way more people working for him, they would try to get their revenge by either killing you or getting you convicted, aka a life sentence is prison. So, you had to reluctantly agree. 

But for now, you weren’t too anxious with thoughts of them waking up and possibly finding you within a week because - At last, you were free.

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a/n: thank u for reading, this is my longest fic yet! also plz don’t drink and write LMAO, this is how the first draft went, I hope it makes u laugh as much as it made me;

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[best-underrated-anime]

Best Underrated Anime Group J Round 3: #J4 vs #J7

#J4: Kids conquering dungeons to change the world

#J7: Lecherous young man gets engaged to an alien princess

Details and poll under the cut!

#J4: Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic

Summary:

A Magi is a magician whose inclination toward magic is so immense that they can be said to shape the world. With their significant influence, each Magi chooses a worthy candidate to become a king, then helps them conquer strange labyrinths called "Dungeons" and acquire the power of mythical djinns within. Above all else, the Magi supervises their elected representative as they build a country that might one day bring the world to its knees.

Aladdin is a young Magi wandering the world in search of his true self. However, his journey is not a lonely one, as he is accompanied by his friend and mentor Ugo—a djinn he summons using his flute. On his travels, Aladdin also befriends Alibaba Saluja and guides him to a nearby Dungeon. With this newfound friendship, they begin an epic adventure across the world, witnessing various irregularities that seem more frequent than ever.

Propaganda 1:

Imagine characters from Arabian Nights/1001 Nights coming to life in an anime. Even though it is loosely inspired off of the tales, it is a unique time and place from most anime settings. It has action, humor, and deep concepts. One of my favorite parts about Magi is how well-developed the background characters are.

Propaganda 2:

This anime has a lot of philosophical takes on what fate is. Basically, is everything that happened to you caused by a force you can’t control or is it what you make of it? Is there something or rather someone pulling the strings on what should or shouldn’t be? Is the person you are because you were lucky or unlucky to be born in the wealthy family or not? Why are things the way they are? Why was I dealt with a shitty hand in life? Is it because I’ll never amount to anything, or is something doing this to me? Why are we here just to suffer kind of deal, but you know not the meme version, the really sad and real version. Then you have the side of the people who may have not had the best life, but found a way out of it. Why do some people get to feel the light when you went through the same thing, but still lost and in the dark?

Trigger Warnings: Partial nudity and slavery. One of the mains is a slave in the beginning, but the other two mains help free her from that.

#J7: Urusei Yatsura (2022)

Summary:

When aliens known as the Oni threaten to invade the Earth, they promise to leave under one condition—a randomly-chosen human must win a one-on-one game of tag against Lum, the beautiful daughter of the Oni leader. The “lucky” person selected happens to be the lustful and unlucky high-schooler Ataru Moroboshi. Given 10 days to attempt to grab Lum’s horns, Ataru realizes how impossible the challenge is as he is faced with Lum’s extraterrestrial powers.

Motivated by a promise of marriage from his childhood friend Shinobu Miyake, Ataru manages to catch Lum off guard. He mistakenly grabs hold of her bikini top first, but he eventually achieves his true goal. Although the game is over, Lum misunderstands that she is the one whom Ataru wants to marry, and she decides to move in with him. The poor student constantly tries to shake off the clingy Lum while doing his best to reconcile with his desired fiancée. After Ataru's heroic feat results in such a disastrous outcome, it is questionable whether luck will ever be on his side.

Propaganda:

This anime is actually a reboot; the original came out in the 80s. It honestly does the manga justice compared to the 80s anime. I absolutely love the animation, it really does stick to Rumiko Takahashi’s art style. Though the pacing is a bit different, overall it stays true to its manga counterpart. (It’s honestly too bad the series isn’t very popular in the west, it’s a great comedy/harem type show. And the thing is, it’s not your traditional harem where “the basic guy gets all the girls” which makes the show so much more enjoyable.) Everything about this show really captures the essence of the series. It’s able to be funny while still having its more serious moments. I just really love Urusei Yatsura, it’s so good.

Trigger Warnings: The art style is very colorful and could cause eyestrain

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[normansnt]

Worthy (Kenpachi Zaraki x male!husband reader)

Absolutely no warnings the whole thing is fluff🦦

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The rays of the sun were shining through the bedroom window which was on the right side of the bed. Two males were laying on the bed in the center of the room only its head board touching the wall behind it.

Kenpachi groaned softly and opened his eyes to see his husband, Y/N, laying on top of him. He took in the mans facial features, not like he had them burned into his memory due to staring at his husband a lot. But he still loved these moments.

When Y/Ns face was completely calm and unbothered, in times like this his beauty truly shone through. His plump l/c lips that were curling upwards slightly, he was probably having a pleasant dream, his nose which complimented and put his facial features together perfectly, and his eyes, It's true that when open, they could make Kenpachi stumble over his own words and loose the thoughts he was having prior but when they were closed that also gave a glow to his husbands face.

Kenpachi was lucky indeed. On how he found himself such a loving and caring husband who would never even look at others if Kenpachi is in the room, and oh that glint in his eyes when he looks at him.

Kenpachi had a hard time capturing reality. He never understood how Y/N, an actual angel, could fall for him, a brute whose life and death was battle and every breath he took was to kill someone. He often wondered why Y/N didn't find, or go look for, someone else. Someone who can treat him the way he deserves it. Even though Knepachi tries very hard to be a good husband, his anger gets the best of him sometimes and his blood lust is something that makes you constantly worried for his health.

You always tell him that there is no one you would rather be with than him, that the fact that he isn't perfect is something you love about him so much and that no one is in fact perfect.

He disagreed, kind of, he found you perfect, thats an argument you guys always had.

Even after telling him all these things he still wants for you to be with someone better than him. Of course it would break him into millions of pieces but he just knows that if you would be with someone more suited for you than--

"Pachi?" Your raspy morning voice, which he loved so much, got him out of his trance "yes?" Asked he groggily as well.

"You have been zoning out for a long time I just wanted to know if you were ok" you said while playing with his now let down hair.

He looked at you, the way the morning sunlight shone on your face made it even more handsome than it usually is. Of course you have been worried about him. Its what you do.

"Are you having those horrible thoughts again?" How foolish of him. To think for a second that you couldn't read him like a book and know exactly whats on his mind. "Look at me" you said, even though he was looking at you, you meant really at you, into your eyes, paying attention to the words you say, he knew that's what you meant.

You sat up to straddle him and held his face in you hands. "I love you more then life itself, and no matter what you thought about just now you deserve me and are the best possible partenr for me I know it, I married you because of it" you smiled putting up your hand in front of his face for him to see the ring on it.

He looked at your hand, then took it into his own, brought it to his lips and kissed your knuckles gently, a small smile spreading on his lips, god, he loved you so much. You giggled and took a hold of his hand that was holding yours. Than leaned closer and kissed his lips instead.

"I'll repeat the words so they stay in your mind Kenpachi Zaraki, you're not just worthy of me, but you are the perfect match for me, the love of my life"

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'ELLO LOVELY BEINGS

Is Kenny to OOC???🧐

Ehh idk but I like this fic its short and syrupy sweet🫠

Maybe a bit too sweet idk anymore🦦

ANYHOW I don't know if you guys could tell but I may be a bit obsessed w Kenpachi🐥

I know you guys want more op fics, at least thats my guess cus my Usopp fic received tons of love, thank you so much for that, and worry you not I shall write more for one piece. My next fic is going to be a Sanji fic🤓 (I hope)

Well I hope you enjoy your reading, ladies, gentlemen and others, good afternoon good evening and good night🧡🦖

#male reader #bleach fanfiction #bleach x male reader #kenpachi x reader #kenpachi x y/n #kenpachi zaraki x reader

[licncourt]

Licncourt you're right as always about female coding and you hit the nail on the head about Louis!

My opinion about Lestat is that he was portrayed as the stereotypical bad woman: vain, shallow, cruel and foolish but beautiful. But he was also a victim whom the narrative constantly forces to forgive and love his abusers because that's the only way he becomes worthy of being loved. It happened with Magnus, Akasha, Armand and also with his father (the only time Lestat didn't want to forgive someone... but was pushed to do so) It's frustrating if you think about it, because that's what society expects of women.

I'm really glad you think so!! He's so girl to me but in the right way, not the Anne Rice way.

I was sooo happy when I read this because !!! You are absolutely onto something here that should be examined further. There's some overlap between Louis and Lestat for sure when it comes to female-coding, both of them being portrayed as over-emotional and somewhat effeminate etc, but it's really cool how the rest contrasts in such an interesting way, like a Venn diagram. I've talked plenty about Louis being pretty directly analogous to the stereotypes of a lustful, weak-willed, hysterical woman whose primary assigned value is beauty, but there's a LOT to say about Lestat too.

I love what you said here because the first part really feels like a throughline tying Lestat to the women who helped established the Bad Woman archetypes in the literary canon like Medea (vindictive and treacherous), Lady Macbeth (power-hungry for personal gain), or Delilah (a calculated honeytrap for "righteous men"). In spite of his anger and mistreatment of Louis, most of Lestat's flaws in the trilogy are strikingly feminine in the literary sense. He's quite literally portrayed as a cruel, shrill gold-digger who dickmatized a rich husband and trapped him with a child.

Yes, he's an angry, domineering man, but it's the impotence behind his anger that pivots towards the stereotypically feminine. Throughout IWTV, he's all bark and no bite, yelling, whining, throwing books and sulking, even having an affair to punish Louis for his coldness and lack of affection versus anything more direct and aggressive. It really reads like the idea of a bitchy housewife tormenting her husband while trying to get her way and take revenge.

In addition, I really like the comparison of him with the wicked mother archetype, a maternal figure who poisons the daughter with her own trauma and anger (Clytemnestra-esque) and creates another monstrous woman in her own image. I've mentioned this before, but I think the creation of Claudia can be read symbolically as a conception, pregnancy, and birth, Louis draining her as a sort of insemination that's useless on its own but is "gestated" or made into a whole (a vampire child) by Lestat/his blood. In those terms, Lestat is immediately set up as a mother figure to Claudia, then again later when she's situated as a direct rival and narrative parallel to him. Generational trauma is passed from Gabrielle to and through Lestat and into Claudia as if he was also a daughter in the chain.

In terms of victimhood, what you said is also very interesting because it's one of the few places where this female-coded Lestat slips through and re-emerges really prominently in late canon despite AR's attempts to masculinize him. In trying to redeem him and make him "perfect", she puts him back into the feminine role with the societal expectation that a woman should forgive her abuser and take the high road, empathize with him even, especially in religious communities (interesting considering AR's wild rollercoaster ride with Catholicism). It's as if Lestat's disdain for Magnus is an unpleasant loose end she needs to tie up so he can be "good" now.

I think it's interesting too that the only abuser that the narrative doesn't ever give a sympathetic sort of pass to is Akasha, the sole woman who inflicted this kind of abuse on Lestat and a victim of bodily exploitation in her own right. Even the Marquis receives the narrative's sympathy as a repentant old man, even Magnus the monster. Not Akasha though. She's just a bitter man-hater and Lestat has to choose whether he wants to be also.

(Btw this is such @nasnyys business and what he screams into the void about every day so I'm making him a part of this. Everyone go talk to him about Lestat and evil woman allegories.)

#maybe it's my lesbian brain but the most important thing for a gay/bi male character to be is a woman #ty guys for all the enrichment in my enclosure #answered #vc #meta #interview with the vampire #lestat de lioncourt

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

some Khan headcanons

based on my Khanbatch fics

Khan is actually the title given to him by the scientists who created the Augments--for by the age of nine, he had proven himself superior to all his brothers & sisters in all the ways they prized the most. The title signified his destiny to lead them.

Augments dreamed as easily as lesser men, but—courtesy of their superior minds—their dreams were far more vivid and literal than the fuzzy, symbolic dreams of ordinary homo sapiens.  And blessed as they were with nearly picture perfect memories, Augments dreams seldom evaporated like mist upon awakening.

Khan had recognized long ago his predilection for women of a softer sort; Augmented women—brilliant and beautiful as their biology dictated–were the worthiest of consorts, but they lacked a softness, a feminine vulnerability, which he had always found appealing, as far back as the first time he experienced the stirrings of sexual desire.  Females of his kind could be as selfishly cunning as he was himself; cold and calculating, which made them perfect compatriots in battle and in governing—but in intimacy, he had found that they usually lacked the willingness to let him fully lead; to give themselves over to the act completely and surrender to his will.  With such women, there was mutual satisfaction, but no marrying of spirit, no sacrifice of self to please their partner more than to achieve pleasure of their own. Oh, they would meet his passion with equal heat and ardor, but the tenderness that he kept well hidden—and which he longed to receive as much as to give, in the depths of his secret heart—they would spurn as pure weakness.  Only in the beds of ordinary, impractical, flawed– yet beautifully human–women, did he find the satisfaction of connection at a deeper level than the physical.  On this matter, though, he had always kept his own counsel, letting his brothers believe he preferred such simple women as mere playthings, just temporary conduits for pleasure. 

The fragrance of jasmine & honey held the power to break through Khan's usual vanguard of stoicism to open the floodgates of his most secret and bittersweet memories...

This was the scent he would forever associate with the last time in his life he was truly free of care–before he was forced to fulfill the destiny designed for him by scores of others.  None of whom had ever grasped the simple fact that inside his superhuman body—and despite his formidable brilliance and cunning—dwelled the very human doubts, vulnerabilities, and confusing jumble of hormones and adolescent emotions, of an average fifteen year old boy. 

Khan had been schooled in the act of pleasure and procreation, as befitted his station, first by grown women of his own kind, and then by lesser females—all sterilized, to prevent conception of a hybrid—to slake the tidal force, the powerful hunger, of his burgeoning adolescent lusts.  His mistake—his crime—was to feel a tenderness for a creature as far below him as a street mongrel was to a Himalayan wolf.  That tenderness had burned like a flame in his chest, shocking him and rivaling that biological imperative that all teenage boys experience.  No one had been wise enough to warn him that such feelings only led to pain.  

He’d been fifteen the first time he fell in love with a seventeen year old girl, who was well outside of the strictures laid down upon his kind.  His seed was not to be wasted in breeding with inferior stock.  But that one—his dear little Inaaya—had spirit and beauty worthy of a prince.  Had love in her heart enough to fill an ocean.  Love enough to see past the monster which many believed the genetically engineered to be. His little Inaaya, gentle as a lamb in service of his household, but fierce as his own flame in the lovemaking they had shared. Unashamed she had been, unabashed, to moan confessions of her love for him, each time he had taken her. That was a secret he had buried deep; deeper each year he had moved away from those callow days, onto the destiny he’d been taught awaited him. She had loved him unselfishly, and ever seemed a well of giving, always aiming to please him, guilelessly believing their trysts were part of some ridiculous, romantic fairy tale.  

When she had eventually ripened, Khan had felt an irrepressible, youthful pride in that physical manifestation of his virility. Inayaa’s abiding love for him was enough to make her bravely bear the child that inevitably took her life.  He’d been forced to watch the labor, to learn the lesson well; to strengthen him, toughen him; to teach him not to make that same mistake again.  The doctors could have taken the child by Cesarean, but had not, allowing instead for his dear, sweet flower to be torn fatally inside—howling in pain as she brought the boy forth—and then falling silent as her lifeblood gushed from her shredded womb in the poor baby’s wake.  He had wanted to hold the mewling thing in the aftermath, to feel its strong, steady heartbeat, a living remnant of their passionate affair, but they had whisked the child away even before Inaaya’s body had grown cool. Not as punishment, but simply as another lesson.  When he finally set his eyes upon the boy again, Joachim was an adolescent himself, a total stranger to his sire—and Khan himself the leader he’d been groomed to be, with no time for such attachments, as he fought the wars that mankind razed against his people.

Even in his youth, Khan had never believed in the old religion which many of his contemporaries had chosen to embrace.  Of symmetry and the circle of life; of death and return and rebirth.  Losing Inaaya in so cruel a manner had cured him of even the faintest belief that there was any sense or order to the universe, especially that which might have been set in place by a benevolent power beyond the visible world.  And he was a man of science and reason after all--leaving no place in his life for the comfort of such a philosophy and faith that dominated the culture he came from.

But Khan eventually encounters a woman so like his Inaaya in such vital ways (see A Khan By Any Other Name), that he finds himself reconsidering those ancient myths. That Inaaya had been lost to him hundreds of years ago--it was madness to believe that a woman born centuries after him could be Inaaya returned. And yet he wished with all his heart that it could be so.

Anyone interested in reading my WIPs A Khan By Any Other Name and Man of Passion, Force of Nature, can find them on AO3 under the author name BeautifullyObsessed.

#my writing #Khan headcanons #Khan head canons #Khanbatch headcanons #Khanbatch head canons #Khan #Star Trek Into Darkness #STID #Star Trek: Into Darkness #Khan Noonien Singh #my dark magnificent prince #Khanbatch #Star Trek Kelvin Timeline #Kelvin Timeline #Star Trek fan fiction #Star Trek fanfiction #Benedict Cumberbatch #My Muse #My Constant Muse

[lovingelegance]

|| “Thoma’s Fixer” Thoma X Reader ||

Includes : forbidden love (?), praising, overstimulation, hair pulling (just a little), anal, blowjob/eating you out, and lastly dacryphilia. (with this one you can imagine either one, I wrote it so you can imagine both for my male and female readers!) | please notify me if I’m missing anything!

Side note, I elaborated one of my posts in! Also I recommend listening to this song “I wanna be yours” by Arctic Monkeys oh and “after dark” by Mr Kitty while reading this, that is, only if you want. :)

You were a very important figure to Inazuma. You had worked with Kamisato Ayato before, so it wouldn’t be out in the ordinary if you worked with him. Though, Thoma, he was housekeeper of the Kamisato Clan. No one would imagine that you and Thoma were doing scandalous things together, out of all people. Some people would be outraged, and some… hm, they would be jealous. Who wouldn’t? I mean, you’re bound to have secret admirers throughout Inazuma. Now how did you both get to this point?

“Hmm.. Thoma, I have a question.” You said sternly, it surprised him a little bit. Hearing that tone of yours just suddenly switched something on inside of him. “Yes..? What do you need?” He said looking back at you with those eyes, and to top it off with the familiar smile he would always give you. “Give me a tea flavor, I’m willing to try your suggestions. I’m sure they’ll be great.” You replied back, Thoma was unsure. He didn’t want to make you angry with the suggestion nor disappointed, he thought hard. “Green tea? Haha, I know it’s a basic suggestion but a safe one.” He shrugged. You nodded and went away thanking him for the suggestion. He stopped you midway throughout your walking, “Oh- I can make you some tea if you’d like?” Thoma thought to himself, archons what was he doing? You politely accepted his offer and stayed with him longer. You went back at Komore Teahouse and chatted for long, too long. It was night and everyone was out of the teahouse. Just you and Thoma.

“My my, it’s getting late isn’t it?” You looked at your watch and got up. “Please stay a little longer..” Thoma grabbed your hand and convinced you to stay. That’s when things started to spark. “Oh, but don’t you have anything to do?” You said worrying, he usually was busy and had many things to do. Your mind wondered. “No, I..I just want to be with you a bit longer, o-oh! Of course if that’s alright with you..!” He said nervously not letting go of your hand. “If you insist, but what shall we do now?” You asked, curious as to what will happen next. Thoma blushed and hesitated, “Well.. you can always say no! But it’s not like I’m suggesting it- well I kind of am.. d-do you know what I’m talking about? Oh- I’m just rambling haha… don’t-” you cover his mouth with your hand, “You don’t need to say more. I know what you’re talking about, Yes. My answer is yes I want to do it.” That’s where it started, and from that night on you “fixed” Thoma.

“Ngh-..! Oh d-dear~!!” Thoma was pushed to the wall, lust took over you both and you pinned his hands above his head. His warm skin against your cold skin, panting as you made out. You undo his belt and took of his pants, soon you stroked his cock causing him to whimper and moan more. You gave him that pleasure that he had never felt before, it was so addicting, he enjoyed the state of bliss you gave him and made him feel. He knew this wasn’t right, ignoring some of his duties just to be with you. A person like him? With you? He felt like he wasn’t worthy, but it was exciting just the feeling of getting caught and his name of “Inazuma’s Fixer” just goes down to being “Y/n’s Slut” he can’t lie. It turned him on more. Better yet, he would be called yours, and only yours. He felt that familiar feeling in his stomach and came, he came all over his stomach.

“We’re not done yet Thoma..” the way you said his name made him feel special, the way you would touch him and look at him made him feel hypnotized, seduced even. “Ah-..” you continued to make out with him and turned him over so his chest was against the wall as he was slightly bent over. You felt mesmerized every time you “fixed” Thoma. Nothing was ever boring or the same, whenever you walked past him during the morning you would make eye contact as he would get flustered and you would chuckle a bit. Then you continued along, but behind closed doors he was all yours. “Pl-Please.. Y/n- I need it-..” Thoma begged and you were delighted that he knew what he wanted and how to get it, whether with you or anyone else. You took out your cock/strap and pressed the tip against his hole. Causing Thoma to whine a little. He was really needy this night, that’s for sure. You slammed your cock/strap into his hole earning a loud moan from him. You started to thrust harshly into him with a consistent pace and all he could do was moan out your name.

“Y/n..!~ a-ah! You make-me feel so, so, g-good!” He moaned out as you kept thrusting into him, “You have a way with your words..” you whisper into his ear which that made him turned on even more. The pleasure was overwhelming for him, tear spilled from his eyes as moans and whimpers spilled from his mouth. His hair was messed up, his facial expression was priceless. “You look absolutely beautiful in this state Thoma.” You tugged his hair and thrusted harder into him, his noises started to get louder and you assumed he was going to cum. “You going to cum? Yeah? Go on, cum for me Thoma~” you used your other hand and started jerking him off while you thrusted into him faster. “Oh- fuck-..!! A-Ah~! Y/N!�� Cum-Cuming—!” Thoma screamed out as he came all over himself, but you didn’t stop there.

“W-Wait—!” Thoma whimpered out and he felt another orgasm coming. “Ah!- ngh..— it’s t-too much! Plea-se—!!” He felt like he was slowly loosing his mind and felt like he was getting absorbed into the pleasure. More tears fell from his eyes, he felt helpless. “Want- me to stop?” You asked him, you both knew his answer. You still asked because you wanted to tease him a bit, “N-No!~ Don-Don’t stop—!~” he shook his head no desperately after saying that, and so you didn’t stop. Why stop when your desperate boy wants more? You carry on with your movements as Thoma screams out your name, if people were still in the Komore Teahouse everyone would have heard. Though, you were both alone together in this night and that’s all that matters in this moment. “Oh fuck—! Cumming-Cumming~!!” He yelled out and came. His cum dripped down his legs as he shook. “I still haven’t gotten my release yet Thoma..” you murmured. Thoma then got down on his knees and started to lick your cock/pussy eagerly. You moaned out, but you wanted more from Thoma. You grab a fist full of his hair and and pushed his head down on your cock/pussy. Seeing his face that was so fucked out turned you on even more. You felt yourself smirking at this sight. Such a slut, and only for your eyes. As you were a powerful and important figure in Inazuma, nothing could beat this sensation. At this point, you felt your release coming.

“Fuck- Thoma-… I’m gonna cum~” you said while panting out, he could only moan out in response. He kept on going faster, desperately wanting for you to cum in his mouth. Your taste was so addicting to him, it was like a drug. He could do this all day. You let out a loud moan and came all over Thoma’s face and mouth. His facial expression was the sluttiest you’ve ever seen of him. His tongue was out with those eyes. You peeked below you and he came. He actually came from pleasuring you. “Did I taste that good?” You teasingly said. His face was more flustered and red. “I-…” you could tell he was speechless. He didn’t know he could do this sort of thing. Maybe you could use this later.

Bonus!

The next day…

“Did you hear about the rumors?” A girl gossiped to the group.

“No? Tell us!” One said. “There were some strange noises coming from the Komore Teahouse! What do you think it could’ve been?!” The girl exclaimed, as you walked by, you over heard.

You thought of Thoma and the past night with him. Maybe you should go find him, you thought to yourself…

A/N: this was fun to write lowkey?? Anyway.. this was a genius idea of mine. I’m proud of this work of mine! Although I was like half asleep and very horny, so excuse my grammar mistakes if I have any. Anyway, with that said I hope you enjoyed this work of mine!

#dom reader #genshin smut #sub character #sub genshin #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact thoma #genshin thoma #thoma x reader

[daemonicdorset]

asmo for the character bingo?

Absolutely! I have many thoughts on him.

Find the ask prompt here!

Asmodeus, darling, angel, beloved. Very close to tying with Lucifer for my favorite, comes in at a close second.

I think the writers and fandom do him dirty so often, which is a damn crime. He has such an interesting character- the implications of connections between sexual lust and bloodlust? He's for the visceral girlies. Aside from that, he's one of my favorite characters in terms of the diversity in how he presents.

The fact that Asmo's gender presentation is so varied and fun and it's not treated with mockery in the slightest within the game itself is fantastic for the trans community (and healthy depictions of masculinity in general). It's never talked about like it's a reason that he's less worthy of disrespect; if other characters show distaste for his sense of expression, it's more in a sense that it's just not for them. They never try to change or belittle Asmo for his style.

I've talked about this before, but he's also sincerely underrated and misrepresented in the fandom as a whole. He's often reduced just to his sensuality, leaving him the one-dimensional and shallow "sex-obsessed" character when he's a genuinely kind and loving person in ways that are constantly shown throughout the Obey Me games!

#obey me #obey me! #obey me game #obey me! game #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date? #obey me asmodeus #daedor prattle #daedor asks

[fluffydice]

Hi! I just binged your whole ABO au and I love it!

I know you mentioned it being one cohesive pack in the end, but I was wondering how toritsuka, aiura, and akechi integrated into the regular pack and I’m particularly interested in how they interact with Saiki! Also, more kobusai pls pls pls!!

Again, I love your au so much!

Thank you so much :> I'm so glad you like it! And here you go!

The Psychickers and the main idiots all join together through their shared common link, of course. Saiki, once he gets to a better mental state, finally begins having consistent heats. And of course, everyone is clamoring for the opportunity to be close and snuggle to the guy. Heats are designed to bring packs together, to form bonds and connections between people. With their purring pack omega smelling of joy and love, it would have been nearly impossible for them not to join in on those feelings and get along with each other. From there, it kind of just all falls into place.

Kuboyasu and Saiki are essentially leaders of the pack, even if it's not really said out loud. It's basically the same thing as their canon co-parent roles lol. Kuboyasu takes pride in how well he can provide for Saiki, and is also on the traditional side, so this means Saiki receives a lot of courting gifts and home-cooked meals. It weird out Saiki at first because he thinks of those as things his mom does, and by extension, a traditional omega. Kuboyasu just explains to him how he should be able to take care of Saiki in case something were to happen, and how he needed to prove himself a worthy mate to his inner omega. And instead of getting defensive like he usually does when Kusuke or Kuniharu attempt to talk the same way, Saiki kind of just melts. It's because the way Kuboyasu talks about him makes it seem like they're equals and he's doing all of that because he cares for Saiki. The other two do it because they care about their designations, and believe it's just the way of things.

Also, a lot of Teruhashi's arc is similar to Saiki's in a way (learning to let others take care of them authentically, letting themselves be seen, etc.), but Teruhashi's more settles on her learning to be willing to concede to someone else every so often. Saiki's role as pack omega is kind of hard for her to accept at first, but she eventually realizes that she's just... not really interested in it beyond the degree of control it offers. Once she accepts Saiki as someone competent and willing to accept her as less than perfect, she's a lot happier. She's still a bit distant with Kuboyasu at times, but she's coming to understand that his actions come out of genuine affection, not lust or attraction.

Additionally, Toritsuka and Aiura are both very attracted to Saiki actually! A lot of Toritsuka's advancements tend to be, oddly enough, on the shyer side (It's because he's genuinely attracted to Saiki, rather than just stuck with a week-long infatuation). Aiura is smooth enough to make even Saiki flush sometimes, but she tones it down a lot once she realizes his attraction to Kuboyasu. They're still platonic soulmates. All together, these two provide one of the best examples of alphas being willing to listen to Saiki when he's being his true, authentic self, unlike his family. Their influence on his opening up with the others cannot be overstated.

As for Akechi... their relationship will be discovered a bit more in the first coming chapter :3

#there might be some errors because i am exhausted #but i love talking about this so #saiki k abo #saiki k