#pls I’m lonely :c

[mossymandibles]

Ayyy made me a blusky, hmu if you’re on there. Maybe I’ll actually post there unlike my tumbleweed havin ass twitter :p

#blusky #pls I’m lonely :c #it so hard to restart on other sites ugh #figured it would be redundant to start trying to use twatter now pfft #I’m surprised my account still exists there #not art

[starsmourning]

𝒶 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓅𝓊𝓅𝓅𝓎 ˖ ׁ ⁩ .ᐟ

૮ ྀི◞͈ ˔ ◟͈ ྀིა ‧₊˚ ꒰ྀི kaveh has been a good boy its only natural for him to want his sweet treat after all you promise didn’t you? ꒱

ᥫ᭡ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ꒰ྀི puppy kaveh x vet!ftm!reader ꒱ — ( dom/sub dynamics ﾉ bottom male reader ﾉ dom kaveh ﾉ dub-con ﾉ oral (reader recieving) ﾉ you pronouns ﾉ transmale anatomy ﾉ used of boy-cunt, boy-pussy, pussy, cunt ﾉ size kink[if you squint.] ﾉ master kink[?] ﾉ creampie ) — 1.2k wc 𐂯 ‧₊˚

૮꒰ྀི∩ ∩ྀི꒱ა ゙ ✿ angel notes ! . . . repost ! also used alot of words such as tiny, small towards reader if uncomfy pls dont read.

fem alligned & mdni blogs dni <33

“k- kaveh! st- stoop! b- bad puppy! nng! ahh… n- noo~! ♡” you gripped on the blonde's hair as his tongue lapped on your boy-cunt, eagerly licking and sucking your clit as your sweet juices covered your things and his face. You cried as you arch your back on the sofa trying to pry his head off of your wet puffy cunt.

How did this happen? You are a simple vet taking in a cute puppy because your home was feeling lonely. Having no one to keep you company you adopt a cute puppy from work. Kaveh was his name, a quite energetic puppy but still knew how to behave. Let’s rewind way before this happened.

Finally getting home you sigh in tiredness, closing the door you took off your coat as you hear the booming voice of your puppy. “Master! Welcome home!” he greeted you happily hugging you, making you stumble from your steps a bit since he was much more huge than you. Your petite body hugged him back as you smile at him, “I’m home I’m sorry I came home late,”

His tail wags happily as he starts to lick your neck making you giggle, “kaveh let me go now, I have to get inside,” like an obedient puppy. He released you from his huge hug as you walked your way inside your humble abode. Putting your things on the sofa you stretched, sighing in relief as you had such a busy day.

The puppy followed you as you sat on the coach, “master! master you said you’ll reward me if I stay in the house and wait for you! aren’t I a good boy?” he said pouting needily as he put his head on your lap resting it in your thigh. You giggled as you pat his soft blond hair, “I guess you do need a reward for being a good boy.”

The puppy's ear perked up as he looked at you with sparkling eyes, his hand wandering in your waist as he slowly unzipped your pants, your eyes widen at this, “k- kaveh what are you doing?” though he didn't utter a word as he starts to lap on your brief licking the part where your pussy is supposed to be making you whrit, “n- no! kaveh don't!”

He turned deaf ears as he continued to eat it through your brief you gripped on his blonde hair as you moaned helplessly, “kaveh! bad puppy! nng! ahh~ fuwah~ ♡” he looked up at you as he took off the now wet brief looking up at you, “you said I can get anything as a reward and right now I want masters boy-pussy,” he licked his lips as he dives into your clit making you moan loudly.

“n- no! fuck cant! n- no bad puppy! bad kaveh nng! ahh~ ♡ s- so good… n- no! stop stop!” your back arches as you moan helpless, feeling your pussy absolutely get devoured by the puppy who eagerly sucks and licks it, “n- noo c- cumming!” you arched your back as your juices cover his voice as kaveh tries to drink them though he didn't stop he continued his assault in your body making you writher in pleasure.

Thus ending you up in this situation, your pants and brief toss aside by the huge puppy before you who continued to lap on you boy-pussy as you have cum for at least 2 times now, “n- nooo~ kaveeh ah! nng! too much! too much I cant~ fu~ ♡” you tried to resist. You really did but the way his tongue licks your clit, the way he sucks on it, the way he eats you out, it's all too good. His huge hands grip on your waist making you stay on the sofa.

“k- kaveeh~ nng! ooh! haah.. kaveh! ah~ ♡” he continued to eat you out as you gripped hard on his blonde hair making groans, vibrations on your boy-pussy making you moan more. Feeling the knot in your stomach you babble incoherent words to him as you arch your back squirting all over him. You lay on the sofa defeated as he finally takes out his lips in your wet puffy boy-pussy.

Your thighs are completely covered with your orgasm as you look up at him in an orgasmic bliss. The huge puppy smirk seeing his cute petite tiny master look so out of it as he slowly takes off his clothes showing his hard pants, “hehe master~ were aren’t done yet~” he says in a mischievous tone as he put his hands on your hips slowly sliding in your puffy pussy.

“eh.. eh?!” your eyes widen as you felt something fill up your pussy, you arch your back moaning as it filled you completely, “n- nooo~ kaveh bad puppy~ ahh~ ♡” you moan in pleasure as kaveh giggled licking your neck giving soft kisses to it as he slowly starts adding hickies. “master ‘s adorable hehe your like a perfect cock-slut ♡~ ” he cooed mockingly whispering in your ear.

Your eyes start to water from so much pleasure he gives you as he starts thrusting inside, his huge cock hitting a sensitive bundle of nerves in your womb as you go dumb on it, completely forgetting your defiance on him as you hugged his huge towering body over your tiny petite one. “ah! nng! ooh! ka- kaveh~ ♡”

“hehe master is warming up to me nng… haah, your boy-cunt loves me right master?” he asks mockingly as he bites your neck as you moan out his name way too out of it, all in your mind was his cock. How you want more of it, how you have become addicted to such feelings. Loving how he fills you up. Your cunt squeezed him tightly as he felt the wetness of your pussy and the warmth of your walls hugging his cock.

“so good~ ♡ good! ah! good! fuwah! nng! more! I want more! please! ♡” you moaned happily as you looked down at the bulge of your stomach made by his cock, how it bulges every time he thrusts inside. Your eyes make hearts every time you see it and feel the overwhelming pleasure towering over your body.

“hehe I knew master would like it~ master loves my cock~ I’m sooo happy~ masters my cockslut now~” kaveh whispers in your ear making you turned on more as you felt your release coming, your cunt squeezed on him making him groan in pleasure as he bites your shoulder hard enough to make a mark. As he took his mouth off your shoulder the blonde puppy smirked, pride filling him up as he saw the marks and hickies he had given him.

“g- gonna cum! ka- kaveh! nng! ahh.. haah! ka- kaveehh go- gonna cum~ ♡” the petite male helplessly cried hugging him as his hands gripped on his back making scratches on it, kaveh smirked as he felt his own release coming on him, “lets cum together master~” he whispers on his ear with mischief on his tone, he thrusts and thrust and thrusts, lewd squelch sound covering the quiet room as finally you came translucent juices all over his cock, his penis shooting hot warm liquid inside of your stomach filling you up.

The big puppy looked at his cute little master who looked at him a drool starting to form on his mouth as the blonde puppy smiled happily at him, kissing his master softly he hugged him, “hehe~ thank you for the reward master~ ♡”

Those were the last words you heard as you passed out on the coach, your boy-cunt filled with his seeds and cock as you went to sleep filled greatly by your puppy.

#𓂋 ཐི❤︎ཋྀ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝒞𝐻𝐼𝒱𝐸𝒮 — ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ #08.19.2023 #bottom male reader #genshin imagines #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x male reader #kaveh x reader #kaveh x male reader #kaveh x male reader smut #kaveh x reader smut

[uplatterme]

i want to eat diluc pls 👉👈

a/n: i combined these two, i hope y’all don’t mind

cw: sub!diluc, dom!reader, transmasc!diluc/ftm!diluc, amab!reader, cunnilingus, breeding | use of female anatomy terminology

Diluc watches.

He stands there behind the counter, watching you as you laugh with another. He watches how you place your lips on the wine glass, the alcohol evident in your expressions.

The glass in his hands is near to shattering with how stressful he’d been holding it. 

He then stops himself, remembering that this is his choice to begin with.

To the people of Monstadt, he’s never been with another. Diluc is seen as a lone wolf, someone that can never be locked down. One, who prioritizes his business rather than romantic relations.

He knows the wall that he’s built around him, the kind of expectations that people expect of being the Ragnvindr heir… and that’s exactly why he chooses to keep your relationship with him a secret.

He will never let you suffocate with that burden.

“Are you tired? We can just eat in if you want.” You ask Diluc, sitting on one of the stools in front of him.

He doesn’t answer, his mind seeming to be somewhere else.

“Diluc.” You call out.

He continues fixing the bottles on the shelves, not responding to your words. 

You’re not new to this side of him, the way Diluc copes with his problems by shutting everything out. It does, however, result in him being unaware of his surroundings whenever he focuses on them too much.

You sigh. “Love?”

That’s when he finally turns around, worried that someone else might see you two. Once he realizes that there’s no one else in the tavern, he relaxes, calling out your name and bringing the back of your hand to his lips.

“Are you alright?” You question him, even knowing the fact that he won’t share his feelings with you, preferring to keep them to himself.

“I’m fine.” Is what he says, despite his right eye obviously twitching when he says it.

“Is it work?”

…

“The Knights?”

…

“Is it that guy from earlier?”

Diluc stops his slow pacing behind the counter, about to reject your accusations until he realizes that he’s accidentally revealed it himself with his actions.

”It’s not…” Diluc fumbles with his words, trying to think of an excuse and while he does, he sees you smirking, trying to hold yourself back from laughing. 

“You—!” He shouts, embarrassed. 

Diluc wants to crouch under the counter but knows you’ll tease him even further if he does.

“I swear, Diluc. You’re one of the smartest men I’ve ever met and yet you…could be so stupid sometimes.” You say, reaching out for the glass of water he’s set for you.

“You know I’ll never let you go, right?” You remind him.

Diluc doesn’t remember how many times you’ve said those words to him.

He’s starting to believe it.

You really wish you could keep Diluc for yourself. It sounds a bit obsessive now that you think about it, but having your head between his thighs, watching him squirm, trying to not get ahead of himself, makes you jealous of the idea that someone else might get to see this as well.

Diluc’s hair is a mess, the hair tie snapped by your fingers earlier. The feeling of his own hair on his back sends shivers throughout his body. 

He knows how wet he is, already so pleased by your attention and littered praises.

With your tongue on his cunt, his nerves are on fire, something that his pyro vision could never do. He’s left thoughtless, holding on to the sheets of the bed, his juices leaking all over it. His face resembles the color of his hair, his cheeks heating more and more, the cold breeze of Monstadt not being a bother despite his bare legs.

“How’s that, my prince?” You tilt your head up to look at his needy eyes, waiting for you to continue.

“V–Very well—” Diluc’s words are cut off by a loud whine, your tongue focusing on his clit, his mouth is left wide open, his legs quivering within your hands.

Diluc closes his eyes, taking in all the pleasure you’re giving him generously.

Diluc tastes so sweet, the alcohol you’ve consumed earlier pales in comparison. It’s so rewarding, like the patience you bore not being able to do anything when girls flocked all over your man is finally being rewarded.

The Darknight Hero sings your name repeatedly, begging you to keep going. His words slurring, climax at its reach.

He cums with a pitiful whimper, his body trembling against the headboard. His head rolls back, thighs unable to stop themselves from shaking.

“Should we take a break?” You ask, fingers intertwining with his, watching his entire body crumble and waiting for him to slowly relax.

“No,” He breathes out. “We can keep going.”

Diluc’s back is arched, his soft ass all up for you to admire while you slam his tight and wet walls. 

It’s times like these that you swear the Archons blessed Diluc far too much. 

It’s sickeningly amazing how good he feels, the temptation to fill his insides getting to your head. 

He writhes and moans, his face down on the pillow, drooling at how good you’re fucking him. The way you hold his waist, keeping him in place as he’s forced to take your rough and pleasurable thrusts.

Diluc muffles his whines with the pillow, unable to control his own body and how it reacts when combined with yours, sobbing at how deep you push yourself in.

“Ah, fuck–” You swear worriedly, knowing you’re nearing ejaculation, Diluc’s insides clenching on your shape.

You pull yourself away, something you’re used to doing when having sex with Diluc. Something that you just accepted without a question. 

That is, until Diluc’s shivering hand reaches for your wrist.

“Love?” You ask hastily, upset that you’ve somehow done something wrong.

He buries his head deeper into the pillow and answers your concern, his voice quiet but clear.

“What?” You say, not sure if you heard him correctly or if your mind had finally lost its screws.

“It’s fine.” He says.

You tilt your head to look at Diluc’s flushed face, wanting to confirm again if he said what you think he said.

“What if—”

“I said, it’s fine.” He blushes even deeper than possible. 

“Must you really make me be direct and say even more embarrassing things?”

With that, you continue to thrust inside Diluc’s cunt, uttering out praises such as “You drive me crazy.” and repeating your affection for him. “I love you so much, Diluc.”

You finish inside him and Diluc collapses on the bed. It’s different. It’s raw, these emotions of his, unlike the emotions he’s shown when you first met, filtered by what he thinks he should show you.

Your cums leaks out from his walls and while he’s still embarrassed, he loves it.

He loves how warm your seed is. He loves how you make him scream his throat dry. He loves how deep he’s fallen for you. It doesn’t matter how many troubles come his way.

He loves it because it’s you.

So laying there breathless with you on top of him, he pleads.

“More.”

It’s stupid how he thinks he can get away with saying that without paying for it.

Diluc pants heavily, he doesn’t know how many times he’s climaxed nor does he know how many times you’ve filled him completely.

He hears it when you pound inside of him, your cum dripping down his thigh and yet you continue to wreck his walls and replace that waste.

He doesn’t want you to stop.

“Mmh–Like that! Please!” 

He begs you, any ounce of shame seeming to have gone away.

“Well, try harder to keep it in. Why don’t you? Such a waste, spilling all my hard work…” You tease, the man whimpering as you hit his sensitive spot.

Diluc’s trying. He really is, but with how much liquid you’ve spilled inside…

It would be a miracle if he doesn’t get knocked up after this. Not that he minded if it’s with you.

“I’m c-close!” He sobs out.

His lower half is heavy and he can’t tell whether it’s because of the amount of cum inside of him or because you fucked his cunt so bad that his thighs numbed.

He believes it’s both.

Diluc moans out your name with a rasp in his voice as he cums for the nth time, his entire body weak and shivering.

He lays down on the bed, his stomach bulging from how much cum he’s managed to keep inside.

He stares at your wicked eyes, wondering if that grin of yours is to be taken positively or not. Diluc sees you visibly bite back your words.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He wonders what else you had to say.

Diluc sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to finish behind him.

You’re currently on your knees, braiding your lover’s hair. 

“Your hair would be prettier with some flowers.” You suggest.

He chuckles, tilting his head back to meet your face.

“That sounds bothersome.”

You shake your head at his antics. It was worth a try, at least.

“Hey, if something happens…” You say, concern evident in your face.

“If something happens, I’ll tell you.” Diluc answers before you even ask.

“I see.” You reply.

You tie the end of his hair, the long braid suiting Diluc more than you anticipated. It’ll get curly tomorrow but hey, maybe he’ll start a new trend with the people of Monstadt.

“Next Windblume.” He says.

“What?” You stare at him confused.

“You can put flowers in my hair next Windblume.”

#diluc x reader #sub diluc #dom reader #sub genshin impact #dom!reader #sub genshin #genshin impact smut #sub!diluc #genshin impact x reader #plattered writings #thirsts for blake

[thefrogdalorian]

Dincember Day 5: Cold

Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1109 Rating: General Summary: After your favourite Mandalorian's latest assignment with the New Republic means that his return to your cabin is delayed, you head to bed, thoroughly miserable. But when Din finally arrives home the reunion does not go entirely smoothly, as you find yourself needing to warm him up, with adorable consequences. Content Warnings: None! Author's note: I love it when big scary bounty hunters are secretly little spoons.

Link to read on AO3 | My Dincember Masterlist

You were accustomed to Din arriving back to your cabin on Nevarro from his various assignments with the New Republic at all times of day and night. You had come to learn, after several disappointments, not to wait up for him on the days that he said he would be back. Before, you would feel the unmistakable despondency creeping in as his arrival times grew later and later, usually caught up in some bureaucratic nonsense.

Tonight appeared to be no exception, as the time on your chronometer when Din had promised to be back came and went, with still no sign of him, nor any word from him as to how long he would be. You had tried your best to stop letting it get to you, but you could not deny the sinking feeling that you felt in your chest each and every time he wasn’t back with you at the time he had promised. The cabin felt so dark and lonely without him. You were miserable without him, you felt somehow incomplete without his presence.

With nothing else to do and no point in waiting up for him, you decided to make yourself your favourite hot tea and climb into the cot you shared with Din in order to try and get some sleep. The thought of climbing between the blankets without him was thoroughly unappealing, but the lack of contact proved that whatever he was caught up in was out of his control. He was probably somewhere out there, just as frustrated as you were. You missed him terribly, but perhaps when you woke up, Din would be where he belonged: back with you.

Sometimes, the sounds of the N-1 engines descending through the atmosphere to park outside the cabin would wake you up. But despite your unhappiness and concern for him, you had been so tired that you were in a deep sleep by the time Din finally arrived home. The N-1 parking up did not raise you from your slumber, nor did Din and Grogu as they arrived back at the cabin. The first sign that Din had returned home was the sound of the door to the room you shared together opening.

“Din?” You said sleepily, into the darkness.

“I’m home, cyare.” Din’s familiar, deep, soothing voice sounded into the Nevarrian night. You heard him beginning to carefully remove his beskar’gam, a comforting sound that told you he was closeby. “Don’t get up.”

“Glad you’re home,” You sighed happily, halfway between wakefulness and slumber. You soon fell back to sleep. 

Your eyelids fluttered open as you felt the mattress sink with Din's weight as he made himself comfortable on the cot next to you. You smiled as you felt the cotton of his soft clothes as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist. But something was wrong. Rather than the warm, steadying embrace you had grown accustomed to, your ordinarily calm, unwavering Mandalorian trembled from head to toe.

“Din, what’s the matter?” You said concernedly, now fully awake. “You’re shaking all over. Did something happen?”

“I’m ju-just so...” Din struggled to speak against the chattering of his teeth, “C-c-cold.”

“Oh, come here, love.” You said as you pushed him carefully onto his side so his back was facing you, pulling the blanket around the two of you as you did so. You wrapped your arms around his abdomen and pushed them under his shirt so your hands came to rest, palms splayed, against his firm stomach that was beginning to soften slightly with age. “Let me warm you up.”

“Th-th-thank you,” Din said, still shivering.

“Was the job somewhere cold?” You asked sympathetically. 

“Ha-had to report to ice pl-planet… Hoth.” Din explained. So that was what the delay had been, then, you surmised.

“Is Grogu alright?” You asked, concerned about what the cold would have done to a being as tiny as Din's son.

“Ye-yes…” Din nodded, “Left hi-him in the ship while… talked to Teva.”

“Okay, just rest now. Focus on getting warm.” You soothed, stroking his dark curls gently between your fingers.

You lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of Din in your arms, despite how much he was still trembling. It was a welcome change, despite the less-than-ideal conditions that had brought about a shift in your dynamic. Din always liked to gather you up in his arms protectively and hold you close and of course you enjoyed his enormous, warm presence that engulfed you whenever he held you in his arms. You had never felt a greater sense of safety or belonging in all your days than when you were in Din's arms. But every once in a while, it was nice to have a role reversal, to hold him and make him feel how much you loved him and wanted to protect him, too. The absolute love and devotion in your relationship flowed both ways and it was an honour to remind Din of that.

As you laid there and held him tightly, continuing to stroke his bare skin underneath his clothes with your palms, you felt how the tremours that had wracked his body decreased in both their frequency and ferocity. You were grateful that what you were doing had worked, that Din seemed to be warming up from the frigid air on Hoth that had frozen him to the bone.

“You feeling any better now?” You asked as you dropped a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck.

“Much better.” Din sighed happily, though you could tell from the fatigue in his voice how exhausted he was. 

“That’s what I like to hear,” You said in relief, “Why don’t you get some sleep, Din? You sound exhausted.”

“I am,” Din huffed.

“Awwww, honey.” You soothed. “You can tell me all about yours and Grogu’s latest adventures in the morning.” You said, rubbing Din’s stomach softly again. "But first, rest."

“Will do,” Din’s voice was barely above a whisper now, heavy with sleep. “Goodnight, cyare.”

“Goodnight, Din.” You whispered. “I love you.”

“Love you…” Din mumbled, voice trailing off as sleep finally embraced him. You could tell, with a smirk, from his even, shallow breaths that he had dozed off. 

You were grateful for how easily sleep seemed to have come to him. After a long, arduous job like the one he had returned from, he needed his rest. You were desperate to hear the tales from his adventures but you knew that could wait because sometimes your big, formidable bounty hunter just needed to lie there and be the little spoon, as you helped to warm him up from the cold.

#dincember #dincember 2023 #my fics #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #the mandalorian x reader #mando x reader #mando x you #pedro pascal characters #din djarin #the mandalorian #grogu #baby yoda #the mandalorian fanfiction #pedro pascal #din djarin fluff #din djarin fic #gn reader #being the big spoon for din would fix all of my problems rn

[gotham-ruaidh]

Little Bit Better Than I Used To Be

Catch up: Chapter 1 (Starry Eyes) || Chapter 2 (Save Our Souls) || Chapter 3 (Dancing On Glass)|| Chapter 4 (Merry-Go-Round)|| Backstage (1) || Backstage (2) || Chapter 5 (Danger)|| Backstage (3) || Chapter 6A (Love Walked In) || Chapter 6B (Without You) || Backstage (4) || Chapter 7 (Stick To Your Guns) || Chapter 8 (Time For Change) || Backstage (5) || Chapter 9 (Take Me To The Top) || Backstage (6) || Chapter 10 (Home Sweet Home) || Backstage (7) || Chapter 11a (Nightrain) || Chapter 11b (Nothing Else Matters) || Chapter 12a (Handle With Care) || Chapter 12b (I’m So Tired of Being Lonely) || Chapter 13a (Angel) || Chapter 13b (She’s My Addiction) || Chapter 13c (Patience) || Chapter 14a (Where Do We Go Now?) || Chapter 14b (Where Do We Go Now?) || Chapter 14c (Where Do We Go Now?) || Chapter 15a (Dreams) || Chapter 15b (I Sing A Song of Love) || Chapter 15c (You Can Do This If You Try) || Chapter 16 (Let That Feeling Grab You Deep Inside || Chapter 17A: Never Tear Us Apart || Chapter 17B: It’s Tough To Be Somebody, And It’s Hard Not To Fall Apart  || Chapter 17C: I’m Wishing, Lord, That I Was Stoned || Chapter 18: Turn The Page || Chapter 19A: When You're Alone, Do You Let Go? ||| Also posted at AO3

Chapter 19B: Heading For A Spin

Here I go and I don't know why I spin so ceaselessly Till I lose my sense of gravity

- Patti Smith, “Dancing Barefoot” (1979) [click here to listen]

Pittsburgh || Early October, 1988

Five knocks had been their signal all tour.

He had told her that she could just walk in – that she was always welcome in his dressing room, that nobody else would disturb them. Yet she still didn’t feel comfortable doing that – respecting his space, and the quiet time he needed to collect himself before every show.

Never mind that these days, more often than not Jamie would bolt the door so that they could love each other quickly and quietly before he went on stage.

She was always ready for him – but tonight, when he answered the door, she knew he would need something different.

At about half of the concerts this tour he would wear a simple black tank top with his jeans. For the other half, he’d forgo a shirt entirely. Not that Claire minded either way, though she did love how the tattoo of her name over his heart would be proudly on display for the world to see.

Tonight he had opted for no tank – which is how she quickly noticed the rapid rise and fall of his chest, as he took very quick and shallow breaths. Eyes wide and unfocused, piercing into hers, impossibly blue amid his black eye makeup.

“Jamie,” she breathed, rushing inside and closing the door. “I’m here. Tell me.”

He swallowed, pushing her against the dressing room wall. Hips flush with hers as her cool hand rested over his heart, fingertips tracing her name inked on his body.

“I…” he gaped, then closed his mouth. Breathing deeply. Eyes wild. “I…Claire…”

“I’m here,” she repeated softly. “I love you. Do you love me?”

“Forever,” he choked. Hand fluttering under her Print t-shirt, thumbnail digging into the bone of her hip.

“I’m here, Jamie. I’m not going anywhere.”

He swallowed.

“Let me call Raymond right now. We have his home number for a reason, that’s what he told us when we called last week. We have time before the show. Everybody can wait. You have a phone in here, right?”

He shook his head. "No. Not tonight."

She frowned. “Did you take anything?”

“No,” he replied instantly. “No. No. Definitely no. Wouldn’t do that to you. To us.”

Her fingertips skimmed down the inside of his arm, and his gaze followed. She turned her hand palm upward. “Do you see your letter on me, Jamie? The one you inked yourself, in Boston?”

“Yes,” he breathed. Reached a fingertip to touch the J tattooed below her thumb.

“Focus on that. How much I love you. And do you remember when I inked my letter on you?”

He turned over his hand to proudly show her the C tattooed below his right thumb. “Your touch. Always with me.” He swallowed. “Every note I play, it’s with me.”

“That’s right, Jamie. I’m always with you, and you’re always with me.” She reached up to caress his cheek, smiling at the rasp of his stubble. “We have time. Do you want to love?”

Her hand drifted down across his chest and rested on the belt loops of his jeans. Waiting. Giving him the choice.

He leaned down for a long, slow, sweet kiss.

She felt the tension seep from his body.

“Want to wait to love you tonight,” he whispered against her lips, hips still flush with hers. Teasing. “But only if you can wait, too.”

She nodded, kissing his lower lip. “I can. But I’ll be thinking about it the whole show. How amazing it will be, later. Will you, too?”

He deepened the kiss. “Fuck yes.”

“And not here,” she gasped between kisses. “Back at the hotel. I want to take my time.”

He bit the side of her neck.

Three pounds on the door. Colum’s signal for five minutes until showtime. Because he knew better than to barge in. The one time he had…well, that was enough.

Jamie pulled away only slightly, his body still pressing Claire’s against the wall. He rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. Breathing deeply. Inhaling the scent of her skin.

“What happened?”

He sighed. “One of the fans at the meet and greet told me that I inspired him to get clean. Go to AA. Deal with his shit. He actually thanked me.”

“Oh, my love.” She kissed him. “That’s so wonderful.”

He sought shelter in the safety of her neck. “I fucking did that, Claire. I can’t believe it. It's...it's unreal.”

She nodded, arms winding tight around his shoulders. “You did do that, Jamie. That’s so amazing.”

“He was so fucking happy. So proud. I didn’t know what to say.”

“That’s all right. You don’t need to say anything. Knowing is enough.”

He kissed her collarbone. “I just can't get over it. For all this time, I've only thought that all that shit I used to do could only have one result. That it was all bad. And now it's messing with my head to know that my fuck-ups actually helped someone. Kind of makes me happy in a weird way that all that shit happened, because it helped him.”

She carded her fingers through his hair. “It makes it worth it. Will you promise to tell Raymond about this?”

He nodded. “Yeah. We need to talk with him about this. Not gonna lie, it's fucking with my head a bit. Because I’m nobody’s hero, Claire. Nobody in this world who has any sense should look up to me. I’m an addict, and a musician who just got insanely lucky.”

“Don’t sell yourself short. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.”

Jamie smiled. Thrust his pelvis into hers. Smiling when she whimpered.

“I think it's impossible that with all the records we've sold, and with all the sold out shows this tour, that only that one person has changed their thinking. So what about..."

He swallowed, a bit unsure. Claire ran her thumb over his cheek.

"Maybe...maybe I do something official. Like, launch a sobriety support program for fans. Encourage them to have sober meet-ups with each other.”

She smiled, ecstatic. “That would be so amazing, Jamie. We should tell Colum - he can get the publicity people on it right away. You’ve got a voice – you should use it.”

Four loud knocks.

“Kiss your bride goodbye, Jamie! Everyone is waiting!” Colum yelled through the door.

Claire smiled. “You’re gonna do so great tonight. I’ll be right there with you.”

Jamie smiled. “I do have a voice, Claire. And I sing for you.”

He darted in for a kiss. And another. And another.

Neither heard the door open, until –

“For fuck’s sake!” Colum screamed. “I said kiss her, not swallow her!”

Jamie pulled away. Light. Happy.

“See you after the show,” she smiled.

“Can’t wait,” he grinned. Slung his guitar over his shoulder. Waited for her to find and pick up her medical bag. Gripped her hand. Led her to the stage.

#outlander #outlander fanfic #jamie and claire #little bit better than i used to be

[jvngkook97]

Can I pls request a really fluffy emotional and suggestive scenario after jimin coming back from military enlistment 🥺💖

This Love is Ours

synopsis; in which your boyfriend finally comes home.

pairing; military!jimin x girlfriend!reader

genre; angst, fluff, humor, smut, established relationship, military au

warnings; Jimin in a UNIFORM is a warning in itself yall!!! due to being in the army, it is unfortunate reality that you’re bound to get injured in some form (whether that be mentally or physically) and so has our jiminie 😢 (nothing serious or graphic dw) which causes slight angst and emotional moments between him and reader, otherwise they’re just two people in love catching up on time lost OH and uh sex, there will be sex(x2) ok that’s all

rating; 21+ MINORS DNI

w/c; 4,230

a/n; this is such a sweet request, I’m almost tempted to make it a scenario with all the members at some point in different variations cause I’m still in my feels about Jin like I’m sure some of you out there are as well. this is also a scenario I personally relate to so this hits so much closer to home. truly, I hope you enjoy and ty again for the request!

You scan the flood of people exiting customs, looking for the familiar face of your boyfriend. All around you are people greeting their loved ones, joyous at the opportunity to hug and kiss after time apart. You would feel lonely in this crowd, if not for the knowledge that you’d be doing the same thing with Jimin soon enough.

Then, at long last, you spot him.

And given the huge grin on his face, it looks like he’s seen you too.

You can’t hold yourself back – you run towards Jimin, forcing him to drop his bag as you throw yourself into his arms. You think you notice him wince, but all too soon he’s squeezing you back.

The impact of your bodies colliding had taken both of you off guard, unused to the feeling after so long apart, but it seems you’re both eager to relearn your bodies’ personal intricacies.

Still wrapped in each other’s arms, you lift your face, inviting him to meet you in the middle. Jimin’s face softens, and he closes the short distance between you to claim your lips as his own.

If you’d been worried about losing your connection to Jimin while he was away, this is all the reassurance you need. If feels like a once loose thread has been pulled taught between the two of you, connecting and tethering you together at this exact moment in time – and saving that, the warm, strong arms of Jimin are there to keep you steady. After a long, blissful moment, you pull away, though your foreheads still stay touching.

“I have to say, that was the perfect welcome home, y/n.”

His eyes are showing nothing but love and adoration for you, his words melting your heart.

“We’re only getting started, my love.”

Jimin raises an eyebrow, smirking at the implication. Fully detaching from you, he takes a moment to properly look at you. You enjoy the curves of his smile and the affection shining in his eyes.

“You look….adorable.”

“This old thing?” You wave your hand over your outfit nonchalantly. “I just threw it on.”

That was a lie. Yes, you didn’t quite want to overdress for an airport pickup, but at the same time you didn’t want to look as if you just rolled out of bed to come here. And thus, your outfit of choice, tried and true – black leggings with an oversized hoodie, BUT not just any hoodie, it’s your favorite. Why, you ask? Cause it’s actually Jimin’s. And it’s one of the first clothing items you casually ‘stole’ from him during the period of your relationship.

Not that he minded. Regardless, you still do a little twirl to show off your outfit. His sweet smile is praise enough.

“You are by far, the cutest chaperone in this whole airport.”

You roll your eyes playfully, but can’t help the smile that immediately splits across your face.

“You’re biased.”

He raises a finger to boop you on the nose.

“But right.” He dramatically winks.

Now it’s your turn to scan his outfit, and it takes everything you have not to openly drool at the sight of him in his uniform. You’d be lying if you said that it wasn’t a turn on for you. When your eyes get fixated on his adorning medals along his breast, your thoughts moving to rather unholy ones, he has to bend down to initiate eye contact with you to get your full attention again. The cheeky grin on his face let’s you know that he’s more than aware where your mind drifted off too.

“Careful, darling. Or I may just have to take you into the bathroom and have my way with you.”

His voice is teasing, but his dilated pupils let you know that if you’re not careful, he’ll do just that. Then, Jimin hoists his bag back over his shoulder and offers you his hand. You slide your small one into his with ease, fingers interlocking.

Jimin gives your hand a quick squeeze, appreciating even this minor contact, and you can’t help but feel hyper aware of the warm toughness of his palm against yours.

You begin walking with Jimin to the parking lot, nearly unable to tear your eyes away from him – as if you still can’t believe he’s really here. He notices you staring at him, and grins.

“Thanks again for picking me up.”

“Anytime, baby.”

“I gotta be honest, I probably could’ve made my own way back but….I really wanted to see you, as soon as I could.”

“I’m happy you did, cause honestly I’m so glad you’re back.”

“Me too.” His thumb traces over the back of your hand as you walk. “And I want to spend every second I can with you.”

“Careful, I might take you up on that.”

“Perfect, I was counting on it.” He hesitates with what he says next. “Apart from my PT I should be pretty free at least. Though I am supposed to be spending this time recuperating, I have some other ideas too.”

He winks at you and you feel a thrill run through you. With him so close at last, it feels like everything he does is that much more electric to you.

Your eyes scan the many passerbys on their way to their gates and those who are trying to make their way out, like you and Jimin. For it being so late at night, you didn’t expect the airport to still be as busy as it is. Another pulse of excitement runs through you as you say your next words, the strangers that walk pass you none the wiser to your rather risqué conversation.

“Maybe I should be your nurse…” You smile at him, already anticipating the potential for role play. “I want to make sure you’re still being a very good patient after all.”

“With you as my nurse, my heart rate would never be stable!”

“We’ll have to put you on bed rest.”

He gives you a dark look, one full of promises.

“Only way I’m going on bed rest is if you’re in it with me.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

His dark demeanor diminishes for a moment as he suddenly becomes sincere.

“Honestly, I totally love the idea of you being my nurse, but I’m gonna be fine on my own too.” You bite your lip to prevent the frown that wants to appear. You know he’s right, but you’re just worried about him. “I’m kinda itching to do things again after being stuck in bed for so long.”

“That makes sense.”

Talking with Jimin again has been so exhilarating that before you know it, you’ve reached the parking lot. You help him load his bag in your trunk, and once the two of you have gotten seated in the front, does he turn to you.

“Ready to see my new place for the first time?”

Oh, right, you think. You forgot that before he left on deployment, he sold his old apartment in hopes of finding another – one that’s actually a lot closer to your own. You have yet to see it in person, only ever seeing it through pictures he sent you that were public view for the listing.

“Totally!”

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

The ride to Jimin’s place is short and easy. On the way, you notice a few landmarks that you see yourself on the daily, which really does tell you exactly how close this new apartment is – practically within walking distance if you’re being honest. You love it. Before you know it, he’s grabbed his bag out of the trunk and is now leading you inside his new place by the hand.

Crossing the threshold, he shuts the door behind you, setting his duffel bag down in the entryway to stand side by side with you to survey it himself. The apartment came with all the amenities and fully furnished, leaving him with little to nothing to buy and for that he is grateful.

All that’s missing, he thinks, is the little touches of you. Back in his old apartment it varied room by room, but he came to love seeing a little bit of yourself in each room. Cause even when you’re not there, it always calmed him down, and uplifted his spirits when he saw them.

“Well, I guess this is you settled in!”

You’re not really excited about leaving him alone, but you figure it’s better to let him rest rather than keep him up all night.

His face becomes crestfallen when he realizes what you’re saying.

“You mean, you don’t want to stick around a bit longer?” He steps closer to you, both hands finding the junction between your hips and thighs. “Maybe…spend some more quality time together?” His smirk and innuendo-laden question is clear, he’s definitely interested in getting up to some trouble.

It’s only when you’re splaying your hands on his chest, one hand slowly sliding over the multiple medals, do you respond.

“You better get closer than, baby.” Much to your dismay, and pleasure, he doesn’t take you up on your offer right away. Rather, he leads you to the bedroom.

He sits on the edge of the bed before gently tugging you closer by the hands, indicating he wants you to sit on the bed beside him, which you do. A hand comes up to cradle the side of your neck, and uses it to bring your face closer to his. He looks deeply into your eyes, before finally closing the distance and kissing you.

Deciding you don’t like the current position, you have another one in mind. With quick movement you shift on top of Jimin, one leg on either side of his as you straddle his lap. He raises an eyebrow at you in both amusement and intrigue.

“Can’t have my patient overexerting himself, can I?”

Jimin chuckles before leaning up to kiss you again. Then, he focuses on appreciating each and every part of you – caressing your hips, your waist – stroking you as he kisses you with love in every touch.

Breathless from the pleasurable assault, you pull away from his kiss with a request, you and your body needing more.

“I want you to be rougher, baby.”

Jimin wastes no time in accommodating your request, responding by roughly pulling you against him as he grinds his hips against you, nibbling at your neck as his hands grab at your ass in a vice grip.

Bottoms seem to disappear in no time as the two of you succumb, lost in the tidal wave of sensations your movements elicit in your bodies. You dig your nails into the thick fabric of his uniform, not even caring when the sharp edges of his medals dig themselves into your palm, almost like a sense of defense the uniform is putting up against you itself in reply. The feeling of Jimin’s lips on you, his arms holding you – everything in this moment is the perfect celebration of your reunion.

You have no idea how long it’s been when Jimin pulls away with a rueful look, even as you whine at the loss of his warmth against your skin. His hand lightly comes up to brush a stray hair out of your face, tone guilty.

“I hate to say it, but we should probably stop here.” He kisses the pout that forms on your lips away and explains his reasoning. “I have a PT appointment early tomorrow morning, and I highly doubt I would get any sleep if you stuck around.”

You sigh loudly, throwing yourself back on the bed, but give him a sullen look of agreement.

“You’re right, I’d want to keep you up all night, soldier.”

You both sit up, pulling your bottoms back on and into place, enjoying a few more sweet and slightly more chaste kisses before you stand to go. Then he’s walking you back to the front door, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek in farewell.

“See you soon?”

“Definitely.”

When you turn down the hall to leave, he yells out one last request of his own that has you smiling at how caring he is.

“Text me when you get back home, please! Otherwise I won’t be able to sleep and it’ll be all your fault!” The last word becomes more sing songy, and you throw up two thumbs up in reply before he winks at you and shuts his door, leaving you alone in the hallway with your thoughts.

But as you go, you can’t tell if you’re more happy to have Jimin home – or more worried about if he’s going to be okay. Something at the back of your mind is telling you that you still don’t have all the information on how he’s really doing.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

The Next Day

Jimin opens the door with a huge grin on his face, excited to see you. You smile back, unable to do much more given the bags full of food weighing down your arms.

As soon as he notices the grocery bags he grabs some of them from you, ushering you further inside and helping you unpack the bags on the counter.

“Want to help me cook?” You blow at a stray piece of hair that landed on your face from the exertment, Jimin wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you into him, kissing the top of your head before replying enthusiastically.

“Of course I do! What are we making?”

You told your head up to look him in the eyes.

“Do you know how to make carbonara?”

“No, but that would be delicious.”

The two of you set to making dinner, with Jimin prepping ingredients as you start getting the oven ready. The space is close, but each movement both of you make seems to become a dance – Jimin elegantly moving to the side when you reach for a drawer, you bending down when he reaches for a shelf, every step making it seem like you had always been working in tandem in this kitchen.

Then, after prepping everything, you and Jimin set to cooking – or, you try to focus on cooking, but instead end up flirting with each other while barely keeping the meal from burning.

When Jimin surprises you again with a kiss, you can’t hold back any longer. Returning the kiss, you turn completely towards him, hugging him around the waist. And you’re sure you could’ve stayed like that for ages except—

“Oh shit, is that burning?”

Your eyes widen as you let out a small gasp.

Yep. Dinner is now going to be served lightly charred, but you can’t find it in yourself to be upset at Jimin at all. You probably would’ve tried the same thing if he’d been cooking for you!

“I don’t know what it is about you, y/n, but I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

“Well, that’s good.” You start playfully. “Since I don’t know if I can say the same about this dinner.” You end with a joke to lighten the mood and Jimin laughs exuberantly, grinning cheekily.

“I’m sure it’s still going to be amazing, after all you were the one to make it.”

You coo at him lovingly, making kissy faces that have him rolling his eyes at you as he fake grimaces. You just laugh.

The two of you bring your food to the living room to eat, more comfortable on the couch than in straight-backed chairs more suited to formal dining. Luckily, dinner came out just fine, though of course both of you are more focused on each other than the subtle flavors of the meal.

He clears his throat.

“So, tell me everything. What have I missed since I got deployed?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, what have you been up to? Anything you didn’t get to tell me over text?” He pushes his food around with his fork, eyes somewhat sad. “I don’t like thinking I’m missing out on your life.”

“Well–,” you mimick his action of now pushing your own food around your plate with a fork, ultimately deciding to take another bite before responding. “I’ve been looking at possible vacation spots.”

His mood perks up at the new topic, eyes wide with intrigue.

“Oh, really? Like where?”

“Somewhere with a lot of history and culture, yet plenty of ways to relax with downtime. You know? Somewhere adventurous, yet full of untapped knowledge.”

He nods in agreement, taking another bite of food himself.

“It’s always so interesting to visit places like that. Make sure to look at hotel rooms for two, okay?”

He’s casual as he says it, and your heart becomes full of warmth at the thought of both of you going on a vacation together. It’s been so long, and long overdue. You couldn’t wait.

You give Jimin a quick kiss on the cheek before taking a moment to think of how to continue the conversation. It’s not as though you’re at a loss of words…moreso you’re not sure if you want to broach the topic of what he was up to on deployment and how or where exactly he got injured.

He’s refused to tell you, always quick witted with changing the topic before you press for more. Sighing inwardly, you choose not to ask.

He’ll tell you when he’s ready, right?

“What are you most excited for now that you’re home?”

“Spending all the time I can with you of course!”

You shake your head lovingly at him, smile on your lips.

“That’s what you’ve been saying since you got back!”

“But it’s true!” He throws his arms up in the air, before leaning back against the couch. His focus is on you, and he’s smiling softly. “How else am I supposed to feel, especially when I have you sitting right in front of me, completely and utterly gorgeous?”

You shrug indifferently.

“Okay. Maybe I see your point.”

You give him a wink and he exaggeratedly reacts to catch it, making you smile wider.

By now, you’ve both finished with dinner, and after clearing away the plates Jimin leans in to kiss you, leading you back towards the couch before lying down on it and pulling you on top of him. But where this move might’ve been the perfect opener in the past, when you land on top of Jimin this time his face freezes and he shouts out with pain.

“Shit–Damnit–“

You immediately get up off of him, caught off-guard and worried. For the first time since you met Jimin, heck, even started dating all those years ago, it feels like you could actually hurt him – and you don’t know what to do.

Your bottom lip trembles, eyes beginning to water with unshed tears. Jimin notices, and schools his face after a moment, both hands coming to reach back out for you.

His voice is soft and gentle, no hint of malice towards you at all.

“Hey, baby, it’s okay. I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” You have to clear your throat with how watery your reply sounds, and it breaks Jimin’s heart to see you broken over him.

“Completely.”

Despite your hesitancy, Jimin sounds confident – and he even cocks an eyebrow at you before continuing.

“In fact….why don’t we bring this to the bedroom?” He sits up, face perfectly aligned with your stomach which he kisses, hands coming to knead the outside of your thighs. “Really rediscover each other’s bodies?”

The sensual, gravelly tone of his voice sends pleasurable shivers through you, but you can’t help but take a moment to think about if you think he should be doing this right now….though he should know his own body well enough that it would be okay.

“If you’re absolutely sure, Jimin…then that’s what I want too.”

He wastes no time in leading you to the bedroom.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Once inside, he shuts the door behind you and pushes you against it, careful to pillow your head with his hand before it can hit the hardwood behind it. He leans in, kissing you fully, deeply, and with a renewed fervor that nearly overwhelms you.

You can’t stand the clothing keeping his hands from your skin, and with just a moment’s break between your lips and his, your shirt is off. Not one to be upstaged, he strips down to his briefs, eager to continue.

You have to stifle a gasp at finally seeing him like this, shirt off and all, bandaged so heavily still after his recuperation overseas – you didn’t know. Sure, he told you that he got pretty banged up during a mission, but you never would have imagined it was to this amount. Luckily, it seems like Jimin either didn’t notice your surprise, or was expecting it, as he smiles gently at you, waiting for you to make the next move.

Not wanting to linger on something that Jimin isn’t ready to fully divulge you on, you decide to focus yourself back on the task at hand – him. And right now, he’s patiently waiting for you to make a decision. However, he never expected you to say what you did next.

“I want you to take me on the rug.”

His eyes flicker to the large, thick, plush, extremely soft material of the rug that lays a few steps away from you two, right at the foot of the bed.

He blinks, looking back up at you. And then a devilish smile spreads across his face. He takes a few steps towards it before kneeling down to settle himself on the rug, ditching his briefs during the descent and leaving more than enough space for you to join him. You follow his lead, and as soon as you lie next to him he renews kissing your chest, your neck, and then reclaims your lips with his.

“Wait–,” he pauses, confused and mildly worried he did something wrong. You quickly explain yourself. Pointing at your pants. “I’m still wearing my bottoms!”

“Oh.” He let’s out a small laugh of relief. “Let me help you with that then.”

Jimin backs off enough to allow you to slide off your bottoms before eagerly grabbing at you again, kissing you with a vigor and grinding his hips against you. You let out a shaky gasp at the contact, already aching for more.

Jimin reaches his hand between you to join the two of you. It feels like you’ve been made whole, a moan escaping your lips before he covers your mouth again with his, trying to communicate through his actions how much he missed you, how much he loves you.

With each thrust you’re further lost to the pleasure, fully succumbing to the strength of Jimin’s arms around you, his lips setting you on fire everywhere they touch, and the incredible feeling of him moving against you.

Soon, you feel yourself reaching a peak, and somehow you and Jimin are in tune enough that when he begins to shudder, biting at your shoulder in ecstasy, you join him following close behind, moaning loudly.

The two of you lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before you regretfully have to get dressed again to head home. Jimin dresses as well before walking you back to the living room to say goodbye.

Even as you linger next to the front door, you can tell he wants to say something, but is nervous too. You tilt your head at him, soft smile on your face of encouragement.

“We should book it.”

Your smile is still there, but he can tell by your facial expression that you have no idea what he’s talking about, he laughs nervously. You’ve been dating for years now, it should be easy to talk with you, but with the forced time apart of him joining the army and what he’s been through personally – it’s just not as simple anymore.

But it’ll get better, he will get better, and in turn so will you as a couple.

He’s sure of it. And with his next statement, he’s hoping to solidify that sentiment.

“That vacation. We’ll look at places tomorrow. I don’t want to waste anymore time, or lose out on precious memories that can be made with you. So, what do you think?”

Your smile turns into an ‘o’ shape, eyes widening when you come to the realization of what he’s asking and talking about. Before he has time to think, you’re cautiously throwing yourself at him, just enough to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a breathtaking kiss, one in which he reciprocates with just as much emotion, chuckling into the kiss.

When you both pull away, he asks you another question.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes! Of course! I can’t wait!”

His eyes soften as he scans every inch of your face, voice just as tender.

“I feel so lucky to have you.”

“I’m the lucky one, Jimin. And I’m so happy to have you home.” A comfortable silence looms over your still figures, until you break it with a timid smile.

“Talk to you soon?”

“You couldn’t stop me!” He grins cutely.

He gives you another sweet, tender kiss before you head out the door, making you miss him already. You can’t wait for more nights like this with him.

#park jimin x you #park jimin x reader #jimin x you #jimin x reader #Jimin angst #jimin smut #Jimin fluff #bts park jimin #jungkook angst #soldier!jimin #soldier au #army!jimin #army au #homecoming au #female!reader #bangtan boys #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan family #bangtan #bts fic #bts angst #bts army #bts fluff #bts smut #thebtswritersclub #btshoneyhive #kflixnet #kvanity

[spaceagebachelormann]

Platonic hcs for Adam Frankenstein and a gender neutral reader that befriends him? hope you’re having a great day btw!

platonic adam frankenstein hcs !

✧ warnings: some swearing

✧ additional info: oh my god i got so excited when i saw this request by all means pls send more for my classic monsters m.list and/or phantom of the opera (if you’ve seen it ofc) this made me so happy ur an angel. also can be read as either the book or movie versions <3

✧ m.list — nav.

so like

he’d probably be intimidated when u first come across him

like he doesn’t trust you but he isn’t going to hurt you because he doesn’t have a reason

you probably need to show him ur not gonna do anything before he stops trying to get away from u

and when that happens he’ll still be a bit suspicious

just start by introducing urself and explaining ur intentions and he’ll calm down

he finally introduces himself to u as gently as he can cause he doesn’t wanna like. scare u away ofc

once he gets comfortable he’s such a good friend

one of the first things he does is ask u abt ur life cause he feels like it’s important to know what ur friends lives are like (he’s right go check up on ur friends rn if ur reading this 😒)

he knows he can’t like stay with u (probably) and u can’t stay with him so he gets kinda sad when u leave

goodbye hugs absolutely happen!!

and he’s super gentle cause he’s really strong and could easily crush u

also def gives head pats

erm anyway

typa guy to walk into ur house like he lives there (if u live alone)

but if he doesn’t i feel like you would be going to wherever tf he is more than him coming to u

and he gets so happy if u just show up unexpectedly

like that shit makes him more happy than showing up on scheduled time

and if ur ever late cause u had a problem for someone else oh my god

a) u came to the right person because he’s very sweet and understanding and will listen to u and give input if u ask

b) he’ll stomp that mf like a bug if u want him too

c) his hugs are fucking amazing

he’s so good at comforting <3

other than that he’d probably know how to cook from living alone so he’d like making u food

even if u don’t ask he has something ready for u

and you WILL eat it or i’m gonna come after u 😒

would also randomly bring u gifts as a thank you for befriending him because now he isn’t as lonely and has someone to talk to! <3

the thought of him like getting all happy when u come through the door to see him is making me so happy and sad at the same time he’s such a cutie patootie

this one might take some time. but once he’s rlly rlly comfortable he’ll prob tell u abt what happened with victor

was mainly afraid of telling u cause he wasn’t sure how u would react

has so much more respect for u when u aren’t rude to him abt it <3

if u have any random drama bro is invested

“SHE DID WHAT” core

will think ur in the right literally no matter what

u could’ve done some shit scandalous and he’s defending u

u could probably help him come outside more cause he’d always be inside

just say to him “hey we should go for a walk!!” and with a bit of convincing ur suddenly outside in the woods on a walk

THE ANIMALS LOVE HIM SO MUCH

like it’s so cute he’s sitting on the ground trying to pay attention to 15 animals at once

even if he’s deformed they know hes rlly sweet and wouldn’t do anything to them

also he’d fucking love picnics

like just sitting there and listening to u talk abt whatever

he loves it <3

#mars writing 🧈 #frankenstein (marlees version 🫀) #adam frankenstein #frankenstein #victor frankenstein #frankenstein x reader #adam frankenstein x reader

[muniimyg]

42.5 | when will you

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warnings: “ SMUTTTTTTT “🤭 half-assed slow burn mood,, angst angst angst !!!

note: well well well …… we’re back :p no cuz like …. me: im gonna take a break // me writing and posting at 5am: BE FUCKING FOR REAL ….

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Jungkook is a gentleman. 

He has and always has been the kind of guy to never forget your birthday, friendship anniversaries, or any other milestone that could fall into being a considerate man. He’s known to put your feelings before his. It comes to no one’s surprise when your needs are being met while his are being swept under the rug. Not to say that you neglect him! It’s simply that in terms of physical intimacy, there was not much he could hope for from you.

All his life, he did his best to respect you, your body, and your choices. Everything from your tattoos, piercings, and the way you dress; he loves. He has had heart eyes on you since you two were young and with each passing day, you became more and more ravishing. Not only did you make life beautiful—you were beautiful. 

Though Jungkook has never really had problems falling asleep, he’d often lay awake thinking about you. Lonely without you by his side, or simply after receiving a “goodnight, bhie” message from you; he would stay up and wonder when he would ever get to have you close to him.

He isn’t sure if it was sinful or deserving but every night you spend with him, laying side by side or cuddled together; he’d want more. So much more that it would have been too dangerous to simply ask. It would have been too tricky to put himself out there. Yet, it would be a lie if he said he never thought about getting you out of his system. 

As much as Jungkook loves you, he has never enjoyed being in love with you in the sense that a part of him has always felt like he would never truly have you.

After all, Jungkook is a man and as a man; it ached to know that the love of his life would never lewdly whimper his name. Uttering begging phrases, challenging him to fuck you so good; your eyes would roll back and your back would arch from the sensitivity he’d bring upon you. It saddened Jungkook to think that he would never get to watch you undress and fall on your knees for him… Or that he’d never get to watch you purse your addictive lips before wrapping them around his hard cock. It ruined him to think that he’d never know what it would feel like to be inside of you—never knowing the warmth and the closeness sex with you would bring...

Until now. 

You’ve seen Jungkook without a shirt before. 

Of course, you have. 

You’ve seen Jungkook’s hands before—veiny, thick, and tatted.

Of course, you have. 

But you have never seen the combination together. Especially not when he’s in between your legs. You’ve never felt the heat of his breath on your bare pussy. You’ve never felt his bulge against your ass up until 30 minutes ago when he began to undress you.

“Mhmphh—nghhh,” you moan, feeling yourself clench. 

Jungkook cocks his head up and watches you shakily breathe in and out. Your clothes are all off except for a shirt of his you have on. He wonders why it’s still on, but taking into account that he had the honour of undressing you… It’s whatever.

He almost lost his mind when you asked him to take off your panties—therefore, the shirt is the least of his worries. 

You arch your back, plopping on your elbows to get a better perspective. You’ve never been in this position with him before. It feels so nerve-wracking. At first, to be completely honest, you were insecure about him seeing you naked.

This is still Jungkook.

He has had his fair share of bodies and you can’t help but compare yourself to them. Even if it was only for a split second, it made you self conscious. Jungkook noticed it though. He noticed your body language tense up and opted to begin with easing your nerves.

Thus, him prepping you.

“Can you take one more?” Jungkook asks as he runs his thumb around your clit. He does it softly, hardly pressing on your skin. It makes you shiver, hating the way he’s playing with you. 

He already has two digits in. 

“A-another one? Why.. Why can’t I just have you now?”

Jungkook is a man.

Even if he wants to drag this moment with you out as much as he can—he can’t!

This is finally it.

This is you and him, being closer than ever. It brings him to such a high, he can’t think straight. He hopes he can fuck you the way he’s always wanted to. He hopes he can hold it out. He’s afraid he’ll give in and cave onto your body before you can finish.

Jungkook is never insecure about sleeping with someone either. This says a lot. He’s afraid he’ll finish first and not be able to satisfy you.

It makes him think of Jin.

Total boner killer, but he can’t help but compare himself to him. After all, it was you that was after Jin all this time. It’s not like Jungkook needs the details, but maybe he should have found out what made you so addicted to sleeping with Jin.

Was it the way he ate you out?

Was it the way he’d fuck you so good that you’d be whimpering his name with teary eyes?

Jungkook wants to know and also doesn’t.

He wants to know for his benefit and tries to convince himself he feels indifferent when it comes to you and Jin.

You and Jin.

Jungkook isn’t too sure what happened between you two at the hospital, but the selfish part of him celebrates and thanks Jin for bringing you here. It’s not like Jungkook is out here to take advantage of you—let’s remember: it was you that came to him.

That came onto him.

Jungkook finds comfort in that.

He then nods, stretching over to kiss your stomach. He removes his fingers from inside of you and then grips your sides. You let out a small giggle from his touch and watch as he shifts his position. Now, towering over you, you take your time to look at him and his body. 

You were there when he got his sleeve tattooed. You’re usually the one to see him after his gym workouts as well. His tattoos, his chest, his body—all of it is nothing new to you… Yet, in this moment it feels entirely foreign. 

You’re in awe. 

He’s so handsome. 

You’ve always known it, but you’ve never really thought about it. 

Jungkook thinks you’re so pretty under him like this. 

He’s only ever dreamed about this moment. 

Closing in on you, he leans in to kiss your neck. You let out a breathy moan as he gently drops his body on top of yours, dragging his hard cock on top of your bare pussy. He still has his boxers on and the fabric spills his secret earlier than he would have liked it to. You don’t say anything partly because you aren’t sure if it’s your own wetness from him literally fingering you for the past twenty minutes and partly because… Well, isn’t this what’s supposed to happen when you have sex?

With your best friend?

A part of you also feels so unsure about everything. You’re trying your best to bite your tongue and simply let this happen. You want this to happen. You need a distraction—you need healing.

Well then, isn’t this it? 

It’s Jungkook. 

It has to be Jungkook. 

His kisses travel from your neck to your cheek. You take in his scent, and for the first time; it hits you.

This is really close.

Even when you hug him, his scent has never been more prominent until now. Now that he’s practically naked and on top of you. 

“You okay?” Jungkook murmurs, lifting his head to look at you. You nod and smile at him warmly. He attempts to return with the same smile but fails as his smile beats yours. He looks at you lovingly. Jungkook takes this moment to tuck your hair behind your ear and breathe you in. 

He can’t believe this. 

God, you’re so beautiful.

“Are you sure… Are you sure you want to do this?” 

Your lips twitch and your tummy turns. “Y-yeah, of course,” you reassure him. “We’ve come this far.”

Before he can protest, you wrap your arms around him and spread your legs from underneath. He feels you do so and he hisses in response. He won’t last long. Not only is he incredibly horny, but you are just so fucking irresistible. 

Jungkook lifts his hips and you reach over to the band of his boxers. You tug it down as Jungkook scrunches a handful of the shirt you’re wearing in his hands and pushes it up and over your head. You lower your chin as he takes the shift off entirely. 

Bare. 

His eyes flutter to your exposed breasts. 

This is it.

You’re naked under him. 

“Take it off,” you remind him. 

Jungkook smirks, almost forgetting that you hadn’t finished undressing him. “No please?”

“Please… For me?”

“Anything for you.”

If Jungkook thought his heart fluttered around you before—his heart is definitely fluttering now. This flutter goes all the way to the pit of his stomach. It feels like he’s going on overdrive. Like, if he could combust right now—he would. 

He lifts his hips again, letting you tug his boxers down as far as you could. He does the rest. When they’re off, he flings them to the floor as he did with your shirt. He plops to one elbow as he uses his other hand to grab his cock. He watches himself pump his length against your heat. Then, he looks up at you the moment a moan escapes your lips. 

His gaze lowers.  

Your lips. 

He wants to kiss you before this begins. 

“Bhie,” he calls for you. You hum in response. “Kiss me.”

Bhie. 

You tilt your chin up, biting your bottom lip as he leans in. Jungkook’s lips crash into yours for the first time since the hospital. They feel like how you remember them to feel like. He parts his mouth, giving you the opportunity to slip your tongue in. 

You don’t. 

Jungkook kisses you again, ignoring the awkward pause. 

But it happens again. 

He kisses again and just as you’re about to chase his lips—he pulls away. 

“W-wait—”

He stays silent, thinking of possible ways this will go. Should he voice out his concern right now and ruin the mood? Should he just continue and have you?

He says it anyway. “You didn’t kiss me back.”

Your eyes widen. 

“I was about to—”

“At the hospital. Here—now, you didn’t kiss me back.”

You shake your head, trying to deflate his claim. 

“Jungkook, we’re just getting started—”

“Are we?” he rejects your comfort. “This has been going on forever and it’s always the same fucking thing. ___, we exhaust the people around us. We exhaust each other.”

His words cut you deep.

Jungkook shifts to sit up. You follow, sitting up and bringing your knees to your chest. He looks at you and then lowers his gaze to look at his hands. These hands, that were just touching you not even a full minute ago… They feel so weird to him now. 

The feeling of guilt overwhelms you when you realize Jungkook isn’t talking about sex. He’s talking about the history of you two—how you two aren’t just getting started. This is the middle of your story. Silence fills the room as both of you take a breather. 

You’ve been in his room a million times. 

You’ve slept in this bed with him a million and one times. 

You’ve been alone with Jungkook a million and two times and for some odd reason; for the first time with him, you felt alone. 

You reach out to him. He looks at you and watches as you hesitate to solve this. It’s then, in your millisecond of dull passion, that Jungkook feels a sense of clarity.

Up until now… He’s only felt confusion. You showing up at his door right after Jin… Felt a little too rebound like. As desperate for your love as he is; he gave in when you begged for him to have you.

Yet, now… He feels different.

Guilt.

Hurt.

Betrayal.

If he really thinks about it, this is all going too fast. If you truly meant wanting him, you would have done this earlier or later—but not now.

Now is too grey.

Not even a day ago, he found out you were all set to leave him.

Now, you’re here?

Naked in his bed?

He was so set in convincing you to stay. He was set on forgiving you for keeping such a heavy secret from him and for having him run in circles when you were with Jin—but now he feels indifferent. Honestly, it’s because he hasn’t had the time to process it all yet.

What would change after this?

Would you change?

Would he?

“What am I doing, ___?” Jungkook breaks the silence with a heavy heart. “I have loved you with all that I am for as long as I can remember. I’ve made a lot of selfish decisions in the past, but this one… This beats them all.” 

You shake your head, not wanting him to feel like this was his fault. You gather his sheets to cover your body and move closer to him.

He stays still. 

“I want this,” you reassure him for the second time. You take a hold of his hands and bring them to your lips. Kissing them, you look at him with pleading eyes. Jungkook’s heart melts at your attempt but he takes his hands back from you. Your eyebrows furrow at the sudden change of mood. 

You take a breath in and try again. 

You fix Jungkook’s hair, moving the sweaty strands away from his face. You smile, satisfied when his face is more visible. His eyes gloss, heart beginning to break at the sight of you. Even when you hurt him, he would still find himself loving you more and more until he bleeds out all his resentment.

This is him bleeding.

“Don’t do that,” Jungkook begs, taking your wrists and pushing them away. He can’t believe he’s doing this. He can’t believe he’s asking the woman of his dreams to stop.

You sit up, confused why he’s suddenly pushing you away. “Do what?”

“This,” he gestures between you and him. “___, it’s so fucking painful loving you.”

You gulp, unsure of what to say or do. He has never spoken to you like this before.

“I want this,” you say softly, hoping he understands your sincerity. “I want you, Jungkook.”

He looks away, sharply taking a breath in before he turns back to you. His eyes are watery, something you rarely see with him. 

Jungkook never cries. 

“Bhie… As sick as it is; I’m okay with you using me.. But I’m not okay with me using you.” Jungkook confesses, “I want you but not like this. Not when you don’t want me the way I want you—when will you understand that I have always felt this way? You have given me hope so many times and now that our moment is finally here… I can’t take it. I can’t do this to you. I can’t do this to us.”

“I do want you,” you try to convince him. “What do I have to do for you to understand that? Get naked and have sex with you?” At this point, you begin to feel frustrated. Isn’t this what he wanted? Though you know it’s deeper than sex with Jungkook, you can’t help but feel offended. 

“I know you, ___.” 

“And I know you! Jungkook, I know it’s awkward right now but—”

“It’s not awkward,” he corrects you. “You think it’s awkward… That’s just it, bhie. It wasn’t and never is awkward with me. It was everything I dreamed of and I have never felt like I belonged with anyone else but you. How do you think I feel when I’m here, naked with the love of my life?” Jungkook pauses. “___, everything I do with you is good. Anything that has to do with you is perfect—even when you’re wrong, I think you’re perfect… A-and… I can’t do this to you, y-you know? It’s you. You feel awkward. You don’t kiss me back.” Jungkook’s voice begins to break, unable to find it in himself to pace his feelings. 

You look at him—really look at him as he continues to pour his feelings out.

“I know you and that’s why I think I need to let you go, ___. I know you would never do anything to hurt me. You would rather mask your feelings and find ways to make sure we’re okay and forget about others we’ve hurt along the way… And m-maybe, that’s why it took me so long to confess to you. I knew you so well and because I did… I always knew it wasn’t going to be me.” 

“Jungkook—”

“I’m sorry, I’m selfish. I’m sorry I’ve been selfish,” he bows his head as he apologizes. “… But you have to understand that I had to try, ___. I had to be yours at least once.”

As stubborn as you are, you refuse to accept this. You’ve always loved Jungkook—romantic feelings can grow over time. You will learn to love him the way he loves you and this way; everyone was right. 

It was Jungkook. 

It had to be. 

“I don’t know what you’re saying,” you blurt, demanding for him to make sense. “You wanted me so much all these years and when I’m finally yours—this is what you’re doing? I’m finally fighting for us and now you don’t want me to?”

“Bhie—”

“I love you one,” you utter.

Jungkook answers with no hesitation, “I love you two.”

You sigh, hating the feeling that stirs. You aren’t even sure of what it is.

Disappointment?

Anger?

Humiliation?

Wanting to seize the moment, you bring yourself to Jungkook and cup his face. Just as you’re leaning in, he turns his face, leaving to kiss his cheek. 

“Jungkook—”

“It’s Jin,” he reveals, heartbreakingly so. “You stayed for Jin.”

You stay quiet. The silence lingers thick between you two. It almost makes you feel sick.

You feel terrible.

What have you done?

Your heart burns and you feel so sorry towards him. Even in this state, Jungkook was being a good best friend. He knows you so well. Even in these circumstances, he puts you first.

You’re stuck.

You don’t want him to be right even though he is.

“I think you should go.” Jungkook suggests rather weakly.

You cave, trying to stay optimistic about this. If that’s what he wants, then so be it. This didn’t mean the end for you two. You could try again later, tomorrow, or even the day after that. It didn’t matter. Even if both of your egos are bruised, you two could try again.

It will be okay.

It has to be.

“Okay, sure. Let’s just go to sleep or grab some food or something. We can try this again tomorrow or never if you want. Anything you want, Jungkook. We can try and do this—”

“No,” Jungkook breathes. He can’t believe the words that follow: “___, I think you should go.”

You sit there, still and completely unsure of what to say or do. Jungkook has never kicked you out or asked for space the way he is now. It doesn’t make sense. Even in his hurting and anger; he wanted you around. 

... Then, you comprehend what his words really meant. You’ve never really had high expectations for Jungkook but you never pictured him to do this. In that same sense, Jungkook has never thought of letting you go or being the one to push you away—yet, here he is doing just that.

“You want me to go? You want me to be with my parents?” you begin, unable to stop yourself from breaking into sobs. “A-after everything... Y-you? You don’t want me either?”

“That’s not what I said,” he tells you sternly. He fights the urge to reach out to you. If you were having a hard time listening to Yoongi, maybe you’d listen to him.

Maybe it’s time you go. 

“I don’t want you to go, but this...” Jungkook refers to the mess you are. “This isn’t about me. This is about you and if it’s about you… It’s about your parents, ___.”

Exhaustion.

You two are tired. You two are burning out. You two, at the very least, have tired each other out.

“I don’t know what to say,” you admit, partly feeling betrayed. He has given your entire life purpose all these years only for him to… To do this? “You’re the only one I love.”

“Yeah,” Jungkook mumbles, knowing it better than anyone else. He can’t deny your adoration for him… But it ached to pretend like he didn’t want more from you. It ached to deserve more than what you can give him. He knows that. He’s always known that. “… You love me but...”

“But what?”

You chase his eyes. He chokes, not knowing how to get you to understand how painfully clear this all has become to him. In the midst of it all, he asks you what could possibly define you and him forever.

“Are you in love with me?”

It’s then that Jungkook notices the light in your eyes dim. A breath of unsteady feelings escapes your lips as you dig within yourself for the answer he’s asking for. The same way the moment fleets, it burns as intensely as fire. Then slowly and all at once, the warmth he once felt with you begins to die out.

The air is chilly as Jungkook sits between the silence, your bare bodies, and sinking hearts—waiting for the words that would never come. 

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[projectbluearcadia]

This Is Fine.

Lizzy: Anne, gonna ask you a real question here, but what the fuck is this?

Lizzy points to the practice exercise the professor handed to the class.

Annelie: Alchemy. 

Lizzy: What?

Annelie: Once you get past the fact that we’re changing the chemical composition of material with magic, it’s not hard. a plus b equals c with b as catalyst. It’s like chemistry, but you can cheat a lot more.

Lizzy: ...why are there so many equations on your paper?

Annelie: Oh, that’s just the basic formatting for the alchemic transfiguration magic. Like you can’t transfigure a piece of lead into gold without formulating the matrix T used to transform each magic circle at steps alpha, beta, lambda, rho...

Lizzy: What?

Annelie: Wait, what’s the highest math you’ve taken?

Lizzy: Um... Triangles?

Annelie pauses.

Annelie: Do you want me to talk to Diavolo? This class is pretty heavy on advanced math. 

Lizzy: Yes pl—

Annelie’s D.D.D. vibrates, and she glances at it before she picks up. 

Annelie: Why are you calling me? 

Lucifer: I wanted to hear your voice.

Annelie: Are you feeling lonely?

Lucifer: Yes, I want to see you. 

Annelie: Awww. 

Lucifer: Come see me.

Annelie: I’m in class. 

Lucifer: Come see me. 

Annelie rolls her eyes. 

Annelie: Be patient. 

Lucifer: Come and see me right now before I come and get you myself. 

Annelie: Oh, please do...

Lucifer appears in the doorway to the classroom. 

Annelie: Seriously?

Lucifer gestures at her, and she sighs as she hangs up and leaves the room.

Lizzy: Did someone say down-bad?

Annelie: Yes, honey?

Lucifer drags her away from the classroom and hungrily kisses her the moment they’re out of view. 

Lucifer: I missed you.

Annelie: I can tell. 

Annelie gives him a peck back, and he hugs her tightly. 

Annelie: Did something happen?

Lucifer: ...why is that your question? I just wanted to see you. 

Annelie: It’s not unwelcome, it’s just that you don’t normally make me skip class. 

Lucifer: ...

Annelie: Lucifer? 

Lucifer: Maybe I was thinking too much...

Annelie: Well, we wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself. 

Annelie fluffs his hair, and Lucifer rolls his eyes. 

Lucifer: I just felt... nevermind. 

Lucifer steps back. 

Annelie: Have I satisfied your craving for cuddles?

Lucifer: ...not even remotely. 

Lucifer kisses her forehead. 

Lucifer: So I fully expect you to come to me at lunch for quality time. No excuses. 

Annelie: You know I don’t have any. 

Annelie kisses his cheek. 

Annelie: I’m going back to alchemy, okay?

Lucifer: Of course.

Lucifer hugs Annelie tightly until she wheezes.

Lucifer: You’re not sleeping tonight either. 

Annelie: Dammit, Lucifer, don’t whisper like that! You know what that does to me!

Lucifer snickers as he pulls away.

Lucifer: Yes, yes I do. Then until lunch. 

Annelie shakes her head as she waves to him, and he walks away. Her D.D.D. buzzes, and she rolls her eyes as she takes a look, only to stare at the screen in surprise. 

Barbatos: Annelie, we need to talk. Come to the castle as soon as possible. Do not bring Lucifer. 

Monologue

I think, at that moment, I already knew. No, maybe even before that moment. I am an insufferable person in that I cannot stand to be disliked, and I will do anything if it means that I can hold someone closer to me. Maybe it was because of that I chose this life, that I became the Queen of Succubi. 

I think I understand now. Why Barbatos tried to kill me, that is.

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[kiruupon]

Angel Eyes

SYPNOSIS : After parting ways with Thoma, you moved to another nation. Only to discover that he has found someone new in these couple of months.

PAIRINGS : Thoma x GN!reader

GENRE : Angst/No-Comfort

WARNINGS : insecurities, self-doubt, and overthinking

NOTE : hi hi! this is my first time writing in tumblr so please bare with me:) i hope you guys enjoy this one :D pls lmk if there are any grammatical errors that i should fix. this fanfic is also inspired by the song angeleyes by ABBA ty in advanced for reading!

You were on your way home from your journey in mondstadt, and you weren't going to lie, you were already missing the city of freedom. You had a lot of fun there, you met different types of people.

On your way home, you bump into someone. You looked up to see a blonde-haired person with yellow orbs. “Y/N? Is that really you?! ” the person said in shock.

“Yoimiya?” you replied before the blonde girl gives you a tight hug “I didn’t know you we’re coming home! You should’ve told me, i could’ve planned a party for you.”

“Ah, theres no need for a party yoimiya.” you smile as you hug the girl back “I missed you a lot! It was super lonely without you.”

Yoimiya lets go of you and smiles, "So, how have you been these last few months?" " she inquires.

"I've been doing fine, I had a lot of fun in mondstadt," you respond. "I'm glad to hear that!" You know, if you don't want to see him, you can always stay at my house." Yoimiya gives you a concerned look.

You were initially perplexed before realizing she was referring to him. Thoma. You realized you had to see him again now that you were back in Inazuma, he was the entire reason you went to mondstadt. You didn't want to see him again, it took you so long to move on only to discover you'll be seeing him again?

You were starting to get flashbacks from what had happened on the day he broke up with you.

FLASHBACK 

You were on your way to meet Thoma to celebrate your 3rd year anniversarry, you got him a few gifts and snacks. You were gonna go on a date night with him to celebrate! 

Once you got to the restaurant, you open the door to see your beloved boyfriend Thoma, he looked handsome. But there was something wrong with him, he was upset?

You went to the table and greeted him “Hi Thoma! I apologize if i took too long to arrive, i got you these.” you smiled before showing him your gifts and placed it on the tables as you sat down. 

“Y/N, we need to talk.” he said sounding upset, you were worried but shook it off. “What is it?” you replied. 

“Let’s break up.” he said with no sign of remorse or guilt, you laughed at his words thinking he was joking. You were laughing for a while until you realized, he wasn’t joking. 

“You’re– not joking?” You said nervously, “unfortunately, I’m not. I just think we aren’t–” he sighed before continuing “what I’m saying is I’ve fallen out of love. I don’t have that same spark anymore, so let’s end this.” Thoma looked at you one more time, looking at your (e/c) orbs. It was obvious you we’re trying to stop yourself from crying. 

You didn’t understand where this was all coming from, did something happen? You were questioning yourself before answering.

"I understand; thank you for being truthful, Thoma." Thank you for everything you've done for me." your voice cracked slightly, you gave him a bittersweet smile before standing up to leave the restaurant quickly before breaking down in the restaurant to further humiliate yourself.

Thoma could only look at the gifts you got him, he saw that you had got him a necklace with his initials on it. 

You went home crying that night, you stayed up thinking about what went wrong. Was it your fault? Were you too much? Were you too clingy and annoying? 

Questions filled your mind all night, the only person you told about it was Yoimiya. Your childhood bestfriend, she was always there for you.

END OF FLASHBACK

You were jolted out of your reverie when you heard Yoimiya call out your name, "Helloo? Y/N? Are you there? " She was waving her hand in front of your face.

“Ah, my apologies i was zoned out. It’s okay yoimiya i can stay at my place” You quickly apologized at the yellow-eyed girl.

"All right, then!" Enough with that; let's get you home, okay? " Yoimiya skipped away with your bags.

You sighed and turned to face your friend, who was already a good distance away. "Wait for me!"   You dashed to get closer to her.

After a while of walking, you arrived at your house. You weren't going to lie when you said you missed this place when you went to mondstadt, you were also a little homesick at first.

You said your goodbyes to Yoimiya and went into your house, you had hired someone to clean it before you arrived in inazuma so it was clean. 

You unpacked some stuff before laying in bed, exhausted from all the travelling. You sighed as you stood up to look inside, the sun was still bright. You could hear birds chirping and kids playing around, you admired the scenery for awhile before deciding to go on a walk. 

You changed into another pair of clothes and fixed you hair for a bit, you sprayed some perfume on yourself that you got from mondstadt. You could smell a scent of flowers from it. 

After getting ready, you went out, walked around, and came to a halt by a river. You could hear the river flowing and were admiring it until you heard a familiar voice. 'Oh god, please don't be him,' you thought as you slowly turned your head to see a certain blond with grassy eyes.

‘Of course it had to be him, i’m pretty sure the archons hate me or something.’ your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a girls laugh.

You turned around again to see him with a girl, you were thankful he was distracted so he couldn’t see you.

But you could see him, you were observing them closely. He still looked the same, and acted the same. 

You admired his blond hair and green eyes, but that one thing you couldn’t forget was the way he looked at the girl. You looked at the girl and saw how beautiful she was, ‘i could never compete with her’

You shivered, and turning away from him to look at the river once again. You looked at the sky to see the moon, you didn’t realize that it was already night time. You were too focused on them to actually notice. 

Suddenly your mind was getting these questions again, you were feeling insecure. ‘What went wrong? Would we still be together if i didn’t leave and fixed it instead? Was i too much? Was i not enough?’ 

He promised not to leave you when you first started dating, where was he now? You shook your thoughts off as you heard his voice call out for you.

“Y/N..?” you turned around to see him looking at you in shock with a smile, he didn’t know you were coming back to inazuma. He wasnt gonna admit it, but he missed you so much. He remembered all the good times you had, but he was reminded of the things he had said to you in the past which caused him to frown. 

You could only stare at him, and give him a bittersweet smile. It gave him deja vu, it was the same smile you gave him before you left. He didn’t realize that you had already walked away from the scene, god he wanted to give you a huge so bad. He wanted to ask how you were doing, but he was too much of a coward to actually do it. He was interrupted by the voice of the female was talking to a while ago. 

“Thoma? Who was that girl?” the girl asked slightly tilting her head in confusion, Thoma smiled at the girl in front of him and reassured her.

“It was no one, my lady. just an old partner.”

#thoma x reader #genshin impact x reader angst #thoma x reader angst #thoma angst #thoma x y/n angst #thoma x yn angst #genshin impact angst #genshin angst #inazuma #genshin impact #yoimiya #yoimiya x reader platonic

[fruit-of-infidelity]

♱  DIABOLIK LOVERS: Haunted Dark Bridal ー Sakamaki Laito | Maniac 5½  ♱

⌜ Scene: Yui's Bedroom ⌟

Yui: …Haa.

Laito: What’s with the melancholy sighs lately?

Could you be hoping for someone to overhear and cheer you up, I wonder~?

Yui: L-Laito-kun?

Laito: Don’t sound so surprised, it makes me think you were hoping for someone else.

Yui: That’s not it…

Besides, i-it wasn’t a melancholy sigh. I was just getting relaxed…

( It’s been a long night, after all... )

Laito: Retiring to bed so early? The night is still young, Bitch-chan.

Yui: Maybe for someone like you, Laito-kun…

( But my body still isn’t used to my days becoming nights. )

Laito: O~h well, have you got enough room for two~?

Yui: For two?

ー Laito tries to sneak under the covers. ー

Wha… Just a moment…!

( He’s tugging at my blanket! )

Laito: Eeh~? Don’t you get lonely, in this big bed, all by yourself?

Yui: N-Not at all…

Laito: It’s s~o warm under here. Scoot over some.

Yui: Don’t… Don’t wanna…!

Laito: What’s with you, getting all shy on your Laito-kun? You’re not… sleeping naked, are you? How naughty~!

Yui: …! N-No!

Laito: Fufufu…

… …

Yui: E-Eh?

( He… suddenly stopped? )

Laito: Oi, what’s that?

Yui: That’s…

( His eyes are on my bedside table, and the… )

A lock of hair…

ー He snatches it up. ー

Laito: This colour is…

ー He sniffs at it. ー

Ts…!! That scent…!

ー He pins her down suddenly. ー

Yui: O-Ow…!!

Laito: Where did you get this?

Yui: You’re… c-crushing my chest…

I can’t… breathe…!

Laito: Why don’t you tell me where you got this, Bitch-chan. Or else, I might just crack your ribs under my weight, you know.

I wonder how much it would hurt to breathe, then?

With each sharp inhale… fufu, you’ll be pricked by your shattered bone.

Yui: Pl…ease…

Laito: Cough up your answers, won’t you? Did someone give this to you?

━─┉┈◈ Selection ◈┈┉─━

　　❈  Ryuuto Yui: R…Ryuuto…san! H-He’s the one that g-gave it to me…! ( Please, L-Laito-kun… My breath is… ) Laito: … … Yui: ( Lai…to…kun… )

　　❈  Safe Keeping (♥) Yui: I was t-told to… k-keep it safe! N-Not to leave it down anywhere… Laito: Really? Yui: Yeah…! Laito: You’re not too good at following orders, Bitch-chan. Who asked you, hm?What for? Yui: B-By Ryuuto-san! I-I don’t know…! He didn’t s-say…!! ( Please… I’m…! )

━━─┉┈┈◈◉◈┈┈┉─━━

Laito: Fufu. Ryuuto, huh? I shouldn’t have been too surprised.

ー He lets her go. ー

Yui: Gasp!

( Th-Thank God! )

( The way Laito-kun reacted though… Does he know who the lock of hair belongs to? )

Laito: What were you doing with that guy, to get given this? You really have been cheating on me, haven’t you?

Yui: Th-That’s not the case…

Laito: Do you even know who it belongs to? What sort of person had this hair?

Yui: N…No.

Laito: …Fufu, that’s no wonder, because it’s not important.

Yui: ( It feels like I’m being lied to my face… )

Laito: So that’s why I’m going to hang onto it for you, ‘kay?

Yui: E-Eh? But…

Laito: It’s a bit of a coincidence, you know. I figured that person was long gone by now, but each and every day…

I get proven wrong, huh?

Yui: I… I don’t follow…

Laito: Oh well. You tell Ryuuto-san I’m taking good care of it on your behalf, ‘kay?

Yui: ( …I-I’m sorry, Ryuuto-san. )

( You told me not to leave it down, and I did. I really hope it wasn’t important… )

Laito: Although, Bitch-chan?

ー He gets really close to her. ー

You know this means I can’t trust you, right? Not until…

I do a who~le room search! I’ve got to make sure you’re not hiding anything else from your Laito-kun, you naughty girl. So, up-up!

Yui: …!?

Laito: Where else does a girl hide stuff besides her pantie drawer? I’ll tackle that place first! And then, you’ve got to strip some.

Your nightgown could be hiding s~o many things, after all.

Yui: Uu… 

✥ TO BE CONTINUED ✥

─────── ≪ °♛° ≫ ───────

←  [ ✥ Maniac 05 ✥ ]⎥ [ ✥ Maniac 06 ✥ ]  → 　　　　[ ✥ Ecstasy 3½ ✥ ]

#laito sakamaki route #sakamaki laito route #laito route #sakamaki laito #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers oc #dialovers #diabolik lovers #haunted dark bridal #haunted dark bridal mini chapters #hdblaitomaniac

[lavender-annd-lilac]

👁👄👁

So we all know the classic Fic Rec list, but what I really haven’t seen much of is the Fic “Anti-Rec” list.

Just like the wonderful work tumblr is doing with content censorship rn, I would also like to provide you with ways to steer clear of potentially enjoyable content. 😃

⭐️I present, the anti-rec list:⭐️

a collection of written works along with reasons why, and situations where, you shouldn’t read them. Pls enjoy :) All works are 18+ 

The Last Time - @sunshinebuckybarnes

Don’t read if: you are driving. That’s just straight up irresponsible. Keep your eyes on the road pls. 👀

 Only the Lonely  - @charnelhouse 

Don’t read if: you aren’t wearing your preferred form of vision enhancement (glasses, contacts, etc.). You won’t be able to see the words AT ALL, and let me tell you, the words are the best part. 😉

  Crossing Lines - @speechlessxx 

Don’t read if: you plan on harassing the author afterwards b/c you weren’t being responsible for your own media consumption. You don’t deserve the feelings of happiness and joy this 2 part fic will elicit. Improve yourself and then come back when you are enlightened, mmmmmmkay? Peace & love ✌️

 I Want Your Midnights - @mjolnir-steve 

Don’t read if: you are on the FBI’s most wanted list. Turn yourself in first buddy, then go ahead and reward yourself by reading this masterpiece. Don’t forget to reblog after 😘

Snowstorm pt1 & pt2 - @cherienymphe​

Don’t read if: You aren’t ready to deal with multiple roommates, because this fic and its part 2 will be living rent free in your head long after you’ve finished reading. 😤

 Your Hands Have Made Some Good Mistakes - @thenhewaswrongaboutme 

Don’t read if: you’ve just cut the red wire by accident and the timer on the bomb you were trying to diffuse has started to count down. This is currently an ongoing series, so there is literally no way you will be able to finish before the bomb goes off. You will literally die without knowing how it ends, and I’m pretty sure that’s one of the top 5 Worst Ways to Die. 👻 

 Pillow Princess - @runa-falls 

Don’t read if: you don’t have access to clean water. This 2 part series is a real tear-jerker, and by that I mean once you’ve finished, you will be crying for hours b/c there’s no part 3. Dehydration is guaranteed. If you don’t think you will be able to remain properly hydrated, please put your health first and just wait until you accumulate enough drinkable liquid as a safety measure. 💧

 You Were the One - @georgiapeach30513 

Don’t read if: you are currently working overtime in retail on a Black Friday, x-mas eve, or other hectic shopping event. From experience, I can tell you this is a very disruptive environment, and you will likely be harassed multiple times. These interruptions will negatively affect your enjoyment of this series, which would be doing a great disservice to both yourself and the author. 😵‍💫

 The Lion’s Mouth - @rustytricycle 

Don’t read if: you anticipate being “bumped off” or otherwise incapacitated before being able to finish this series. For example, do you work in organized crime? Has your boss recently made any remarks to you about “swimming with the fishes” or “pushing daisies”? Maybe just take it one step at a time and stick with one shots and drabbles until you are able to secure witness protection from the government. 🫥

line dividers by  @firefly-graphics and can be found here :) 

#fic recs #bucky barnes #ransom drysdale #lloyd hansen #Sierra six #steve rogers #andy barber #jake jensen #multi part fic #personally curated anti-recs #honestly like scared I didn’t make it sassy enough and ppl might not be able to tell if it’s a joke idk help

[moonless-night]

Fox Hybrid! Kazuha x Reader

pairing(s) - kazuha x reader

chars - gender neutral reader, kazuha

warnings - none

notes - first writing upload on this acc! pls enjoy!! it’s a little drabble

word count - 743

A cool breeze wafted its way into the quaint abode, cooling its lone inhabitant. Softly, a sigh escaped their lips as they looked out the window at the moon that loomed overhead. It felt odd to be alone in this home, their home, especially at night like this. (e/c) eyes lazily scanned the surroundings through the window, waiting for someone familiar to appear once more. They longed to finally see that flash of red and white as their lover returned home once more. Another sigh escaped their lips as they closed their eyes, disallowing them from seeing their lover as he made his way to the entrance. 

The door quietly creaked as the platinum blond male entered the residence, a soft smile enchanting his features as his fluffy tail wagged leisurely behind him. His gentle timbre breaks the silence; “My blossom, I’m home.” He greets, grinning when his lover jumps to their feet and hurries to him. “Kazu!” (y/n) giggles as they embrace him, nuzzling their face into his chest. “How is everyone? I haven’t seen them in a little while.” They ask, lifting their face to look at Kazuha. Gently, Kazuha runs his fingers through his lover’s hair, a look of adoration in his crimson eyes. “They are well. They miss you and hope to see you soon, my flower. Now, let us rest, hm?” He says, leading them to their bed. 

Kazuha pulls his lover onto his chest, a soft hum escaping his throat as he nuzzles his face into their hair. “I missed you, my dear… I abhor being away from you for too long.” He says, one of his hands rubbing soothing circles onto his lover’s back. A soft giggle escapes them, wrapping their arms around Kazuha. “Kazu, you were only gone for a few hours!” His chuckle makes his chest rumble under (y/n)’s head, making them smile more. “I’m aware, I’m aware… But those hours feel like days without you, blossom.” He chimes, planting a few kisses onto their head. A soft sigh of contentment escapes them, “I missed you too, Kazu…” (y/n) says as they lazily drag their fingers over the patterns on Kazuha’s clothing. 

“Dearest.” His voice breaks the silence once more. Gingerly, they lift their head to face their lover, a small smile etched onto their features. “Yes?” (y/n) asks, their eyes scanning Kazuha’s moonlit features. Slowly, Kazuha pulls their face close to his, his eyes lidded as he breathes out an, “I love you.”, before his lips finally meet theirs in a sweet kiss. The kiss was slow, lasting for a few minutes before (y/n) pulled away. A soft whine escapes Kazuha as he tries to chase their lips as they giggle. Gently, (y/n) presses their hand to his cheek, their thumb rubbing his cheekbone. “I love you too, Kazu…” They whisper, planting a few kisses along his face. A soft squeaking noise escapes Kazuha, the soft thud of his tail accompanying it as he smiles. “You’re so cute, Kazu..!” (y/n) coos, squishing his face with their hands. 

Softly, Kazuha laughs at his lover’s antics, a light crimson reaching his face and the tips of his fluffy ears. “I am not the cute one, dearest… You are. Not to mention how your beauty outshines that of the moon and stars themselves.” He says, trying to hide his embarrassment with velvety words. (y/n)’s face flushes at his flowery words, shaking their head at the notion. “You’re one to talk…” They say, pecking his lips once more with a flustered smile. “Do you not believe me? Shall I list more?” He asks, raising an eyebrow as a smirk begins to form on his pretty face. “Your eyes are like the ocean; so deep and enchanting that I could lose myself so easily in them without a complaint… Your voice a melody I never wish to lose… The sun cannot compare to the brightness of your smile, nor can it-” (y/n) covers his mouth, their face burning a beautiful red at his words. Kazuha chuckles underneath their hand, gently pulling it away to press kisses to each finger. 

He pulls away with a loving look on his face. “Alright, alright… Let us sleep now, blossom.” He mutters, his voice gentle and calming. Kazuha pulls (y/n) as close to him as possible, his tail still lightly wagging as the two lovers drift off to sleep.

#k hcs #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin kazuha #kazuha x reader

[bitbrumal]

                                HEADCANON                         / ‘the god of love is lonely’  ↩            ↤ khioniya :: ‘aggressively chill’

khioniya, smirking just the tiniest bit as she comfortably lowers herself to the floor- does she feel the slightest bit Beneath Rosalyn ( @lalohefalter​ ) even in sexy ways no khioniya's not very good at feeling that but she's very content to let her queen make her queenly moves. if she'd like to step on a godqueen then go off girlboss-        helpfully provides opportunity for one of her fave pastimes.      does that ruin it? hm.

help i should write a hc abt this it's so funnyds fjskafjdskj she cannot feel lesser than anyone or -thing. it's illogical & alien to her. everything's equal; this here tree gets to punch me in the face if i give it due cause & vice versa c'mon now we're all fine. what is all this weird classist bullshit. bitch i became a god & decided we’re all equal anyway so how are u lot still being this wild about ur own inferiority complex--                    cuz i felt this way before becoming a god           so i’m js what are u being weird & weak for. tsk.

does she deem people / orgs / instances beneath her due to their personal choices? fuck yeah, that’s there - it’s not that she doesn’t judge like anyone else, she just... shuns the idea of better inherently just because the value of a living being or thing is not understood by the one doing the judging.           ---but people who are beneath her aren’t beneath her, they just don’t classify as ‘good enough at being a person to be considered one themselves’. if you can’t leave ppl the fuck alone unless you need to fuck their shit up, you don’t get air. booh, bitch. die.

it’s part of why she doesn’t... do all the classist things as a ruler? like, you can’t step out of line, she’ll keep you well in there- but the line isn’t calling her majesty or bowing or giving her more space than you would anyone else, or letting her do shit you don’t want, or not giving your honest opinions on the proceedings.

                 I JUST WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW that i write a god who embodies all the.. ‘higher being cradling lesser beings to its chest & protecting it with higher powers just bc ur smol i’m big + divine territoriality’... but resolutely refuses to be aware of her position as a thing that is honestly terribly imposing to almost anyone, because.         :’c she doesn’t like when ppl keep their distance so much. pls she doesn’t bite unless ur mean. ( she didn’t become a protector to be lonelier, so why is this how it’s turned out-? ) in an actually shit or at least not entertaining way ( she’s desperate she’ll take it. come be mean then, as long as it’s honest. refreshing. ) c’mon. come play? booh. she’s lonely-

ppl:  gasp! a god. gotta be plastic abt this khioniya:  well then i just won’t talk. at all. guess whether i’m mad i’m not gonna give you a clue until you apply normal people rules to me-

WHICH THEY DON’T. SO. OOP.

so it’s both a) genuinely too self-possessed, confident, & kind-hearted to see things as a hierarchy of importance. of power? value to a specific cause? sure! but not as generally inherently more deserving of consideration than others. b) yeah she’s not making that weird behaviour worse. ( except that she is. pls just tell them you want them to act normal- but the whole point is she doesn’t want ppl to do what they think she wants them to :c just be real ffs.               & since real means distance to almost all of them...          she has accepted this. )

#the god of love is lonely pass it on #hc ✦ her majesty the tsaritsa #the harbingers: gremlin atrocities unto god. #khioniya: aha. my kind of people. bet THEY'LL tell me how they feel for real! #:p

[wiiwarechronicles]

c!BBH for the character bingo thing … but also c!hbomb. sorry I can’t pick I rlly wanna see your thoughts for both of them translated into bingo format <3 u can just pick one if u want tho !

- bigboobyhalo

send-me-a-character IM DOIN BOTH.

^BBH OUGH I love bad so much.. so mad how the fanbase either make him out to be a horrible antagonist or a character you can’t take seriously. Genuinely believe u are one of the few people that captures him and his energy well. !!

^ cHbomb. SORRY I have no idea why I’m so attached to him. He’s my cat. He’s my lonely ass cat who deserves to be taken seriously. Every time I rant about him on discord I’m always like “guys he’s more than just sex jokes pls I swear”

#SORRY FOR SUCH A LATE RESPONSE this ask didn’t show up in my notifs.. #TY FOR IT THO these are two characters I always want to draw and talk about more #love me some lonely alcoholic bimbos. the two most gender characters on the server (real) #maidsmop #aptronyms

[beezonia]

So this is a little idea I had for a pl fantasy au (this does link with the miracle mask as the story au)

It’s mainly brenda x Clark cause I’ve been thinking of them as of late so sorry In advance

Anyway here is the basic gist and this will be me rambling again I’m sorry

————

So when Clark was younger he once nearly drowned and as the only heir to his kingdom it was extremely tough on his family to go through that with him

Their kingdom sits on the coast and so their is also another kingdom in the sea nearest to them

Luckily a young mermaid saves him from drowning and makes sure to return him to his full health before sending him back up towards land

This is Princess Brenda heir to the throne of the kingdom under the sea who has to persuade her mother to let Clark stay until he’s at full health

And their about 17/18 so their teens and it’s really awkward for them to get to know each other even though they are opposites of each other

Clark falls in love extremely slowly but for Brenda she keeps her distance knowing what could happen if he hurts her (which would break the already fraying bonds between the kingdoms of land and sea)

So when he’s at full strength Brenda takes him to the shore, allowing him to see his parents again

They make a promise, as young kids do and Brenda give Clark a beautiful shell which she says is to call on her should he need help or wants company

Things happen and years pass, Clark is now king and most of his court is expecting him to marry

He has not called on the shell, mainly forgetting about the promise the two made all those years ago

So Clark can talk to animals in this au as well and one day he sees a dolphin just a lone dolphin floating around in the sea

He goes to make conversation with it and it tells him that the queen of the sea is looking to mend the bond between kingdoms

Which then leads Clark to invite the queen to his birthday bash in the next week to make a start

Not realising that the Queen is now Brenda since her mother gave the throne to her due to her old age.

So the next week is full of preparation, Clark talking to the sea creatures asking about the queen and her likes/dislikes so he can impress her and make her feel welcome

And then when the time comes the two rulers reunite

Clark realises that this is the woman who saved him, with shells and pearls alike in her hair with a crown of coral and a trident of pure gold decorated with seaweed as a ribbon

He realises that she is now the queen and he instantly falls in love again. Slowly but surely and he hopes this could help strengthen the bonds.

The conversation goes something like this

C: welcome to my kingdom your majesty, I hope your stay will be comfortable enough.

B: thank you, your very kind. Here take this as an early birthday gift, think of it as a sign of peace between our kingdoms.

She gives him a Pearl bracelet with a sapphire gem in the middle, ironically it’s Clark’s favourite gem.

Brenda has both Changed and stayed the same, still extremely stubborn but much more mellow then before. With a wide smile as she takes in the human wonders, always asking questions but never making anyone uncomfortable.

She is also still more likely to start a fight with him when he pisses her off.

And Brenda realises Clark is still slightly awkward with more confidence and a strong will to protect and provide for the people around him.

The slowly fall in love throughout the celebration, Clark learns about Brenda’s hydrokenisis and she in turn learns about his ability to talk to animals when he ends up speaking to a crab one time.

A few months later they announce their engagement to both of their kingdoms and the next year they get married.

Fast forward another two and along comes Luke their son and heir to the kingdom on land (Brenda has her many sisters as heirs)

That’s the basic gist but there is more

————

A few extra bits

So Brenda gets really angry at Clark for not calling on her and breaking their promise

Then Clark does accidentally let it slip that she should have grown up by now and forgotten about it

This leads to some tension between the two rulers throughout the celebrations

Brenda has hydrokenisis and accidentally nearly drowns Clark again when she was practicing and bursts one of her bubbles

Clark also has an extreme connection to nature and the earth which has then amplified his ability to talk to animals

This then gets passed down to Luke

His connection with nature also gives him slight geokenisis but it’s not as prominent as Brenda’s

The trident Brenda uses was a gift from her parents when she turned 18 and she decorated it with seaweed to represent Her love for the land above (technically clark)

Hershel and Claire technically were Clark and Brendas friends when they were younger and are their as rulers of their own kingdoms when c&b got married

Claire is nicknamed mother time in this and hersh is an extremely strong warlock with the nickname the puzzle king (heheheh

Luke ends up inheriting a little bit of brenda’s hydrokenisis and ends up training with her and his numerous aunts

But yeah fantasy au!!

#professor layton #professor layton au #fantasy au #brenda triton #clark triton #luke triton #brenda x clark