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koiir · 8 months

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⸻ So I’m up, daydremin! ⸻

When they’re smitten for you

Characters; Lyney x scaramouche, xiao, gn!reader

Genre; tooth rooting fluff | not proofread

A/n; in honor of Ari performing daydremin bc I love that song sm and she sounds so??? Also I think lyney is like…becoming a new fav of mine…

Lyney

“Are you ever going to wipe that pout of your face Lyney?” A paper is thrown at him as Lynnette catches his attention. She’s been trying to get his attention for who knows how long, but Lyney has been stuck looking at you.

He watches the way you hug your friend from behind as your smile is evident, acting as if he just didn’t spend time with you and gave you a rainbow rose. You hold the rose as you chat away, Lyney wishing he could be the one you’re hugging.

He feels envious of all your friends who have the pleasure of being able to feel you against them, even if it’s just a simple hug. Lynne wishes to feel the warmth from you, just like the warmth that he feels whenever he sees your smile. His face only watches you in awe seeing the way you hold the rose gently, your face now avoiding your friends as they ask about the rose he gave you.

He feels his pout morph into a lovesick grin, a “tsk” is heard from across the table as Lynnette sips on her tea. She knows her brother is stuck daydreaming in his delusions, it’s evident with how he sighs out as he places his face into his chin.

“You seriously have to do something…” Lynnette says to her brother, knowing that this cycle will continue if something isn’t done.

The two then heard the footsteps coming their way, it surprisingly being you walking over. Lyney whole composure has now shifted into a new one, his nerves getting the best of him as he try’s to calm down.

“And, you’re chance is here.” His sister says, almost unfazed at how he is acting. But Lynnette is use to it, and now she hopes he can finally solve this madness.

Scaramouche

“…here, just read it.” Scaramouche hands you to written paper, handwriting perfect as you trace it with your hand. He watches you start to read, as you stares while he stomach as you lay onto him.

Scaramouche continued to keep an eye on you as you skimmed over the paper, his eyes never once breaking eye contact. Yet whenever you noticed, he would be quick to move his eyes somewhere else, as if he gaze wasn’t locked onto yours.

“just keep on reading.” He tells you, trying to hide his act so you don’t call him out. He’s glad you aren’t, because his flushed face is enough as you make small comments about his writing. Complementing him.

He would usually make a comment back, but he doesn’t find himself doing that. Scaramouche can only wish for the peace to continue as he feels the warmth of your body on his, his state of mind being the least of his worries as he knows he only has to be by your side to feel complete.

Xiao

He can’t not stare, maybe it’s because of the crowd and how xiao feels like he might lose you. Buts it’s a concert, he knows you won’t leave him since you couldn’t handle the idea of going to a concert alone.

Even when you asked him he knew he would go, yet xiao just wanted to get a reaction out of it you if he told you “no.” A pout of disappointment formed on your face as you begged him, leading him to say yes.

Now he watches you as you record on your phone, the songs playing being some that he has heard before. All thanks to you.

Xiao usually wasn’t fond of this, the huge crowd that was stuck together for who knows how long wasn’t something he wanted to endure. But he sees the way your face is filled with joy, an expression that hasn’t left your face ever since you had the tickets, or whenever you mentioned the concert was coming up.

He hears your gasp as the song you’ve been waiting for starts to play, you turn to him as he pulls you closer. The two of you now making eye contact, the instrumental of the song being heard as it plays it.

Your smile is wide as you stare at him in awe, maybe it’s all of the emotions running through you as the song is playing. But xiao beats you sing he finds himself speaking.

“I love you.” He tells you, your expression now one of surprise. You hadn’t expected that, since xiao was usually quiet on his affection. He holds you closer, making you feel the comfort xiao gives you.

“And I love you too…” your voice trails off as you hear the singing, you lock eyes once more with him before giving him a soft peck—leaving him speechless as red spreads throughout his cheeks. Xiao sees you turn your gaze back onto the stage as you lean into him more, his heart bumping even more with the act of affection from you.

Xiao feels his hands become clammy, but he still holds yours with his—giving it a squeeze. He finds himself wanting more, more of your love. but for now he has to wait, your presence being enough for xiao as he can witness your joy in the moment.

A/n; help i finally wrote something…and I wrote for Lyney….

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seelie-buddy · 1 month

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Let the world be our stage

summary : neuvillette and you meet to watch an opera; you, however, are fascinated by the dance of Coppelia and Copellius which leads to a change of plans

contains : dancing and other sweet things ; fluff ; gn!reader, this drabble is written in second person

word count : 550

The cryo glazed path shines silver beneath the spotlight of the moon. An eternal waltz, two automatons sway. A gentle serenade echoing through the emptiness of the Erinnyes.

You watch. Across the ice, they dance, and the world comes to a halt around Coppelia and Coppelius.

Music in your ears, the wind in your hair, and a smile adorning your face, and carrying serenity in your heart.

Two automatons they might as well be, but how lovely they are, you muse to yourself. Dancing through the moonlit evenings, and until dawn leaks its colours into the sky.

Oh to waltz, to swing and sway, and oh to be them. To sway into the night and have laughter sing with midnight serenades.... ah, Fontaine had turned your heart into a romantic. A chuckle rang into the night as that thought amused you.

The sound of heeled boots clicking against the tiles breaks you out of your reverie. Turning to glance over your shoulder, you greet the one you were meant to rendezvous with. Approaching you is the Iudex of Fontaine.

"What's on your mind?" He asks after returning your greeting, your smile mirrored on his face.

"Nothing," you shake your head, eyes drifting back to the ice coated stage.

Of course, the automatons carried on, like two butterflies fluttering through flower-filled meadows; all the world but a backdrop for their performance.

Performance... Oh!

"Ah, if you've arrived that means the opera—"

"No need to fret," Neuvillette assures you, and you wonder if his smile was always this sweet, or if the moonlight honeyed the sight. "The opera doesn't start until half an hour. I finished my duties earlier than expected, but didn’t anticipate seeing you here so soon."

"I simply wanted to take some time to admire what deserves admiration," you raise a hand, gesturing towards the waltz under the moon.

No matter how much you watched, it elicited a happy thump in your chest. Everything, from the sparkling ice allowing the two meka to skate through the expanse of their stage, to the perfection in the movements of the dancing pair, it captured your heart and made you giddy. They swayed alike a flower's dance with the wind.

"It's marvellous," you whispered. Coppelia and Coppelius danced, swinging to and fro; a mysterious force attracting them together, pulling them in as they swayed in perfect harmony. It made you think of how the moon circles the earth as these meka so passionately do.

Ah... Fontaine truly was influencing you with its intoxicating beauty.

"Would you..." Neuvillette's words get cut short as he clears his throat, hesitant.

"Hmm?"

"Perhaps, would you like to dance?"

You quirk an eyebrow at the question, noting the bashful tone of his voice, while he watched your eyes reflect the constellations in the sky.

He extends his hand towards you, awaiting your answer.

"Of course," you place your hand in his, your smile only growing wider.

On the Rainbow Rose lined path, you dance. To the watchful gaze of the patrolling melusine, the sight was one worthy of being captured by a kamera.

Under the moon, surrounded by rainbow roses and the faint whispering of music in the breeze, you danced with him.

Smiles and laughter, music and dance, the moon floated high above, and two opera tickets laid forgotten in your pocket.

a/n : there's something about neuvillette that's just peaceful and soothing ykwim? If you liked this drabble, maybe perhaps check out my previous work!

p/s : I originally had a different idea, but then I wrote this (so perhaps you can expect another neuvillette drabble hehe)

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ariicandy · 3 months

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But Don’t Forget To Kiss me, Or Else You Have to Miss me

About : Spending quality time with your lover, it’s always so peaceful when he wants to rest or in a field of flowers…

Note : I HOPE I DID IT GOOD FOR U MY BESTI @meidnightrain please accept this fluff apology fic I cannot guarantee I will not write an angst fic(minus it being a request ofc) BUT I WONT WRITE OFTEN PLEASE 🙏🙏

Hearing the door open & closed with an annoyed sigh from your dear WANDERER, it wasn’t a surprise to you from how he always blahs about the work in the akademiya. He appears more tired, maybe the reason why he’s so grumpy right now. WANDERER decided to join you on the couch, still continuing his rant about “the ridiculous amount of work the Akademiya gives”, only his head was only mere inches away from your shoulder. Unsure if he wants to actually wants to rest his head on your shoulder, you decided to take it upon yourself to move your hand to guide his head to fully lay his head of your shoulder, making your beloved SCARAMOUCHE pause from your sudden move. “Sorry I thought you wanted to lay your head on my shoulder since your head was near my shoulder.” Feeling bad for suddenly making your lover pause on his rant, he suddenly says “…no it’s fine. I did want to know if you were okay with it.” He started to relax know you were okay him resting on your shoulder, it took a few moments for your dear to recover what he was talking about but that didn’t matter. He felt comfortable resting next to you. He liked the silence that was created as it created a sense of comfort to him, letting himself to fully relax he let his eyes close to rest for a little while you both are in the position you both are at the time. Smiling to yourself, you titled your head on top of your dear SCARA to take a small nap with him, maybe you should do this more often to spend time with him.

You were walking in a field of Fontaine’s various flowers in the wild when you found a spot to rest in the shade, still near the city and near the water. Taking a breathe of fresh air with nature, breathing out all the stress you have had this past week on finally having time for yourself to rest and relax for a while before heading back home for the day. Closing your eyes, you felt a pair of hands slowly come behind your face to cup your face scaring you! A small giggle was heard behind you recognizing it being your lover LYNEY! “You scared me! Don’t do that Lyney!” You earned a small chuckle from Lyney from your reaction of him scaring you. “Sorry I couldn’t help it! Especially since this spot you choose to relax is lovely!” LYNEY began to sit next to you seeing how calm & relaxed from coming out and having this amazing view of both the water and the city near. Both of you sat in silence taking in on nature’s sound of the trees, birds, and the small distance sounds waves of water. Suddenly LYNEY had a thought to do a small trick, he magically pulled a rainbow rose out of your ear, tucking it behind your ear and pressing a small kiss on your cheek which made you giggle from his stunt. “It won’t be fair if I don’t give you a rainbow rose for you to also have if you did that stunt on me.” You began to sit up and stand to walk ahead where a rainbow rose was near a rose bush. “But that trick I pulled is meant for you! You don’t need to return the favor [name]!” Your lover replied after you getting up and following after you, where you are now crouched to pick the rainbow rose. He meets eye to eye with you, letting you place the rose on his ear to match like he did with you. “See? We now match! You look handsome with the rose tucked behind your ear!” Smiling to him, he returned a fond, loving smile. LYNEY placed a kiss on your lips as you, unbeknowingly you have him head over heels over you as he feel in love again with you as that’s even possible cause his whole heart loves you

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maysrinn · 5 months

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Introducing the three rascals Se(janus), Xanthos and Rosalyn Snow ~ 🐍🌹

Meet the three presidential rascals of Lucy Gray. Janus, Xanthos and little rose petal Roselyn 🐍🥀

Starting with rainbow baby Janus as the oldest with 14 years, his name originally being Sejanus as his birth certificate says satisfying Lucy Gray beyond measure. He’s rarely called by his full name especially by Coriolanus unless there is a reason to do so. Janus is a smart and cunning boy who is blessed by the covey baird show genes to put up a perfect smile to hide his constant present insecurities especially in public or while trying to live up to the expectations of his father.

Xanthos on the other hand is a little brat who has personal one sided beef with his little sister Rosie for simply having the audacity of being born. Believing that he now suffers from middle child syndrome and trying to maintain the ever lasting attention of his parents especially his mother who he loves more then anything. Beside consuming books on a daily basis he has a incredible smooth voice and dreams of being able to play with his mother guitar.

Rosalyn or short Rosie is a 6 year old bundle of joy who loves nothing more then being her fathers constant shadow. Wherever he is she is, its a law of nature, clinging to Coriolanus legs when introduced to strangers, playing with her stuffed animals in his office or stealing his blanket while being sleeping like a little burrito after listening to her mothers lullabies. She definitely is a daddy girl and that affection is returned by Coryo.

So why are they little rascals? Separated they are peaceful on their own with Janus doing studies, Xanthos reading and Rosie playing , together tho they are unstoppable (especially with little Rosie) in getting away with almost anything…at least when it comes to Lucy Gray 🐍✨

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sorrowful-lover · 1 month

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Douma x Demoness! Reader - Devotion

NSFW : Sadistic thoughts, Dark depictions, dark thoughts, Cock Gagging, Cock Worship, slight slut shaming, slight degradation, masochism, hair pulling, graphic sexual intercourse.

Slight Summary: A young demoness, is ready to show her utmost devotion to Lord Douma in the dead of night.

I wish to give thanks to @mrskokushibo for the inspiration for this story, I couldn't have done it without her!! Go and read her content, she has some very spicy stories!!

This is my first ever story, and I wouldn't mind feedback.

The sound of crickets and cicadas could be heard singing throughout the dark forest, the night sky was a hazy deep blue, the stars standing out like white dots on a giant canvas, standing out the most against the dark canvas was the crescent moon. In the distance, overseeing the forest, stood a temple. Everyone who lived close to the forest knew of this temple and promptly called it 'The Eternal Paradise Faith' but most considered it to be a cult.

Hundreds of people went to the temple, all with the hope that the man, who has been said to have been sent by the gods to answer their prayers. Most who go into the temple never come back, as they'd rather live with the diety, to gain utmost peace and tranquility, as they say, it's the only way for your prayers to come true.

Within the temple, it was dark, everyone was in their beds asleep for the night, ready to face tomorrow, hoping that it would be the day they would obtain true peace. The floors were shiny marble, the walls were made of white rose quartz, carvings of Buddha laid about the ceiling, and the pillars, within his palms, he was holding a lotus. Along with the Buddha carvings, beautiful lotus designs littered the building, giving an ambiance of peace and relaxation.

Within the silence, the sound of something hard could be heard clacking against the marble floors in a rhythmic pattern. A pair of black high heels could be seen, cat-walking through the darkness slowly, with long smooth legs, a red dress cutting off the view of skin, hips rotating side to side, a lush waist, a pair of lovely breasts, slightly bouncing from her walk, thin straps over her shoulders. Her gaze was that of a predator, her narrow-slitted pupils piercing into the dark, locked onto a pair of large brown doors that appeared black in the darkness, their golden handles slightly gleaming in the dark.

Once at the door, her fingers slowly wrapped around it, the confidence and sexual energy she expelled was enormous. She pulled the door open, revealing a large, dark room. The marble floor was replaced with a wooden one, and the Buddha carvings were laid upon the walls, giving off the same peaceful ambiance. Towards the center of the room on the left, lay a sizable, polished wooden shrinelike structure, the four pillars held up the top of the shrine, engravings of lotus littered the top of the border, blue and green curtains draped around it, pulled back on each side to show the middle of it.

Inside, was a large, purplish, zabuton pillow that lay in the center of it, upon the pillow, laid her target. The young deity himself. He was looking over at her with a questionable look, his rainbow eyes holding curiosity within them as he stared at her, his legs crossed and his hands lay in his lap lazily. She gave him a flirtatious smile as she walked into the room, gently closing the door behind her. She walked over towards him, the same slow rhythmic walk, a more eager bounce in her step as she stared him down. He cocked his head at her before an empty, welcoming smile graced his face.

"Oh~! Y/N!! I'm surprised to see you here, and especially at this time of night~!! What brings you here, dear?" He asked in a friendly voice. She stopped short of his shrine before she raised her hand up under her breast, she then slowly trailed it down over her waist, hip, thigh, knee, leg, and finally down to her shoe. She silently took it off, her head angled to where she was sure he could see her cleavage through the neckline of her dress. She repeated this process with her other shoe.

His eyes remained trained on her, a patient yet knowing smile on his face as he watched her. She gently picked her shoes up together before she neatly placed them down together on the floor with a gentle clack from the heel. She sat down on her legs, knees bent as she placed her hands on her lap. "I've come to you, Lord Douma, with an important question." She spoke calmly and collected. He tilted his head slightly. "And just what would that question be, my dear~?" He kindly asked. Her smirk slowly lost its flirty look and turned into a small smile across her face. "I wish to ask, how do I obtain peace and tranquility?" She asked.

Her voice sounded genuine, her smile matching her voice. His smile widened and he closed his eyes as he gave the same recited answer he always gave. "Why, peace and tranquillity are obtained once you've overcome the trials and tribulations of your life~ the more hectic your life, the harder it will be to obtain peace. Hence why you cannot be one with the world and seek peace, it's always going to unbalance itself." He explained. She tilted her head, intrigued by his words that she has heard a thousand times. "Your words are always so deep and philosophical, Lord Douma, your wisdom knows no bounds." She praised.

He chuckled at her words. "Well, I am known as the god who brings peace and tranquility, for wisdom is simply a part of what I've been blessed with~." He said in a chirpy voice. She gave him a questioning stare yet her smile never left. "Seeing as how you are the god of peace and tranquillity, does that mean I must be around you in order to obtain such?" She asked. He gave her a condescending smile as he stared at her with kind eyes that held slight pity within them. "Only if you wish to obtain peace and tranquility~." He said.

She gave a soft chuckle. "You're already aware that I do, I wish to worship you, lord Douma." She said, her eyes gleaming with an unknown emotion. His smile widens. "You've already given yourself to me, now you must work on obtaining peace and tranquility ~!! But you already knew all of this... why Y/N~? Why must you come and test my intelligence so?" He asked, his smile was far from kind as his eyes shined with the promise of pain and punishment.

Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the stare, as her back straightened out, the heel of her foot dug into her pussy through her dress, giving her stimulation. He watched as her thighs shifted and her hips wiggled, sensing her discomfort and smelling her excitement, he blinked and the dark look vanished and it was replaced with pity and mirth. "Tell me, Y/N~ what do you want from me?" He asked in a purr.

She sighed at the tone of his voice as her rocking sped up, the part where her heel was plunged into her sobbing pussy was making a damp print of her red dress, and her thighs flexed and relaxed as her hips rolled. "My Lord, I want you to touch me, I want you to do such unholy things to me~." She moaned out, as her hand slowly crept up her thigh, her fingers purposely hooking under her dress as she slowly rose it up her thighs, nearly exposing her panties before they unhooked, it trailed up her stomach slowly till it reached her breast where she grabbed it with a sensual sigh.

His eyes were slightly hooded in glee at her actions, he was entertained by her, he truly was. He wasn't aroused by demoness, they couldn't get him riled up like a young, virgin, gorgeous human woman did, the sight of the pleasure and fear in her eyes as he'd have his way with her, her screams of plea for help as he'd dig his claws into her soft skin, the smell of her warm blood, her hair getting knotted. Just the thought alone was enough to get his cock to twitch. He decided to entertain her.

" So You wished to be touched by me~? To be caressed and held~? To be unclothed and licked upon~? To be bitten and marked~? To be thrown onto your back, to be dominated~? To be forced to lie upon your back as I ravish you to my heart's content~? To be suckled upon while I finger your moist, tight, aching pussy~? To have your clit sucked upon~? To have your back arching as you call to the heavens from your orgasm~? To be flipped onto your knees, and to have your waist covered in bruises from my heavy touch~?

To be pounded into, by my thick, curved, long, dick~? To be spanked and manhandled like the little whore you are~? To be moaning my name into the echoing of my room~? To reach your second orgasm with trembling legs~? To be overstimulated by my constant thrusting~? To be flipped onto your side while I grab your soft throat with my large and powerful hand~? To have me whisper into your ear about how you're being such a good girl for me~? To have your thigh held up over my own as I thrust into you, hard and fast~? To have my groans and moans fill your dirty mind~? To have my seed fill you as you reach your last orgasm~? Is that what you want me to do to you, my sweet~?" He purred out.

Her eyes hooded and her lip locked under her teeth as her hand messaged her breast and her other slowly made its way between her thighs, her sweet moans sounded out, echoing into the quiet room, her mind imaging his vivid description of what he'd do to her. "Yes~! Yes, Lord Douma~!! That's what I want! That's what I crave, please, have mercy upon me, and bless me with such actions, I beg of you!" She whined and moaned out her pleas. His smile widened as he held back his gleeful chuckles. He didn't usually do this with demoness, but seeing her being so desperate made him want to be the slightest bit nice to her.

"You wish to worship my cock that badly~? How shameless." He teased. She whined in want as she batted her lashes at him prettily. "Please, Lord Douma?" She said in a soft voice. He observed her for a second longer before he uncrossed his legs, man spreading onto the zabuton as he curled his finger at her for an invite. "Come here, my little vixen~." He said. She was quick to crawl on her knees over towards him, climbing up into the shrine as she kneeled before him, she dared not to touch him, and her eyes trailed over his masculine features.

His handsome face, his Adam's apple, his strong shoulders, his wide chest, his toned stomach, his thick forearms, his powerful hips, and lastly, the main prize that was covered with his hakama pants. He smiled down at her with empty fondness, as he reached out and he petted her head. "Go on, I grant you permission to touch me as you please~." He said in a gentle voice. Her hands got to work, as she slowly trailed them up his strong and toned thighs, closing in on her prize. Her hands cuffed around his clothed cock in a diamond shape, his thickness was shown through the bunched fabric as she ran her hands over his flaccid cock.

He stared down at her with patient and observant eyes, watching as she literally worshiped his cock. She moved her hands back only to move them back in as she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped them. Her anticipation was heavy, her heart hammered in her chest as she was revealed to her prize. She gently and carefully pulled him out, holding it gently in her palm as she gazed at it. "It's very handsome." She complimented. He smiled but said nothing, as he enjoyed watching her in her trance.

She gently kissed the tip before she opened her mouth and she wrapped her tongue around the tip, french kissing it before she took him into her mouth. Unfazed by her actions, he watched with mirth as she sucked his flaccid cock, working to get him hard. "My~ You're very skilled at that, I can tell, but it'll take more than that to get me hard." He said. She sucked his cock slightly harder as she hollowed out her cheeks, her throat opened to take him deeper, he remained unfazed at the feeling of her smooth tongue rubbing under his cock, the walls of her cheeks hugging his cock, her throat tight around the tip of his cock as she took him in deeper.

"Hmm~ I don't think you understand... So, let me help you." He said with a close-eyed smile. She looked up at him, waiting for him to explain, but she was shocked when he suddenly grabbed the back of her head and he pushed her all the way down his cock till her nose was pushed into the base of his abdomen, he held her there for a while, the feeling of her throat adjusting and swallowing around his cock brought a smirk to his face and a twitch to his cock. "Human women, are so much more fun to play with, by now, her throat would be squeezing me from the lack of oxygen, constantly swallowing, the ridges of her throat feeling so good~" He said, his eyes shining with a sadistic gleam.

"But, you're sadly a demon, so I won't get that from you~." He mourned before he grabbed a fist full of her hair and he pulled her back, the tip laid on the middle of her tongue, her saliva coated his cock, strings connected from her chin down to his balls, a dazed look on her face as she looked up at him with utmost admiration. He smirked down at her face before he pushed her head back down as he thrusts up, her gagging was loud as she gripped his pants tightly, focusing on breathing through her nose as he mouth fucked her to his heart's content.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Y/N~? Is this what you wanted? To be used like a whore, to be my source of pleasure~?" He purred out. She moaned in response, her hips swayed from side to side as she rubbed her clit on the heel of her foot, and her pussy leaked through her panties to her dress. His grip on her hair tightened as he picked up his speed and force, practically slamming her face back down into his lower abdomen. His eyes grew a hazy look, as she was mentally replaced with a human girl.

Her brows furrowed as her closed eyes tightened, along with her grip on his pants, and her orgasm came crashing down on her. Her jaw twitched closed around his cock, her teeth squeezing him as his muscles convulse, her pussy spasmed as her moans came out high pitched. Her release trailed down her feet making a small pool around the ball of her foot. From the feeling of her teeth clenching down on his twitching cock, he gave a loud groan as his thigh muscles twitched, his hazy and dazed eyes shined in glee at the pleasurable feeling.

The sound of her gagging, the feeling of her contracting throat, her slapping hands upon his thighs, her nails digging into his skin. His cock twitched hard in her throat. He gave a throaty groan in response to his wandering thoughts. She moaned back in response, her hips picking up speed as she grinded down on her heel, her core clenched and unclenched, her stomach growing hot, signifying her of an approaching orgasm.

His own heels dug into the floor of the small shrine, generating a creaking sound as his thrusts became quicker. Her moaning became constant as she felt her orgasm coming, the vibration of her moans stimulated him, and he groaned deeply as his head threw back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly.

He looked down at her, seeing his saliva-coated cock appear and disappear from his sight. He stared a little longer before he pulled her off his cock, and her post-orgasmic moans sounded out as she was in a dreamy daze from her intense orgasm. He gave her a sadistic smile as he chuckled. "My~ that was actually rather fun... what else can you give me?" He questioned as he sat up, he let her hair go, allowing her to sit up on her own, she stared up at him, admiration was mixed in with her fucked out haze. "Take your clothes off." He simply ordered. She raised her hands up grabbingthe thin strap on her shoulder, as she slid them down, allowing her dress to fall down her body, it pooled around her waist before she stood up, and it fell to pool around her feet.

He watched patiently, as she took off her bra, the straps slid down her shoulders, and she pulled it down, releasing her breasts, her nipples hardened, ready to be played with, she turned it around on her so that she could properly unclip it, allowing it too to fall with her dress. Her hands cuffed her breasts as she closed her eyes, her fingers rubbing over her perky nipples as she moaned softly, her thighs rubbing together. Her hands slid down her body, her bottom lip locked under her teeth as she hooked her thumbs under her panties, slowly pulling them down, bending over with them till they hit the floor.

She slowly straightened out, her hands trailing up her body as she did, running them over her legs, knees, thighs, hips, waist, breast, neck, face, and up into her hair, she gave him a sluttery stare as she batted her lashes at him. His dazed eyes stared at her as he beckoned her over with his finger. "Come here~." He purred. She walked over towards him, her hands coming up to rest on his shoulders. She marveled at how strong and toned they looked. She looked up into his eyes.

They were dazed and hazy, almost like he wasn't really staring at her, it was like he was in a dream-like state. His hand trailed up her hips, around over back to her ass where he roughly squeezed her cheeks. She gave a soft moan at the rough treatment, his nails seeming like they were going to pierce her skin, he pulled her forward, making her spread her legs as she stumbled forward into his lap. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck. His hands trailed up her waist, over her back, and back down. She looked down between them, seeing his spit-coated cock pent between them.

The tip leaked pre cum as it slightly twitched from a pulse. She was brought from her musing when he suddenly laid back, her hands pulling from his shoulders to rest on his chest as she stared down at him. "I want you to ride me, show your devotion to me.~" He said. Her hands ran over his chest, feeling his muscles underneath his shirt, theybran down his abdomen, till she reached his glistening cock. She roughly grabbed it, vaguely recalling his reaction when she bit down on him earlier. It was the right move as his cock throbbed under her actions.

He swallowed at the feeling of her rough treatment, his hands resting lazily on her hips as they moved around to circle her ass cheeks and thighs. She sat up on her knees, while her hands guided his cock down between her legs toward her aching pussy. 'This is it... I'm going to be one with Lord Douma.' She thought excitedly as she slowly sunk down on him. Her eyes rolled as they fluttered close, the stretch slightly burning from not being prepared beforehand, but it was such a good feeling, it burned just right as she descended down his throbbing cock. The feeling of his veins and throbs brought small moans from her mouth as she sunk down.

His eyes were glued to where he could see himself entering into her, her clit slightly throbbing from the stimulation, the feeling of her core clenching. This was different, he wasn't used to having sex to pleasure his partner, he'd usually have sex out of boredom as he'd kill his next meal. It was never to give his partner pleasure. It was always for sadistic reasons. With her, it was different, he didn't hate it, but it was different. His thumb brushed over her clit, and she bucked, making her descend down his shaft fully making them both give a pleasurable sigh.

Her nails dug into his chest making him groan from the pain, his thumb rubbed heavy, fast circles on her clit, and her core tightened making his cock twitch from the feeling of her soft gummy walks pressing into every crevice of his cock, his other hand held onto her hip, his nails dug into her skin making indents into the soft flesh. She moaned from the stimulation on her clit, her hips grinding up into his thumb and down on his cock, her head flopped to the side her eyes closed as she tried to focus on riding, raising her hips up before she brought her ass down heavily on his lap.

He moaned out as his hips raised up to meet her halfway giving her the extra boost to bounce up, their moans, huffs, and groans sounded out in the room, the muffled sound of clapping echoed out, the gooey sound of her pussy could be heard as she grew wetter, her walls contracting and releasing around his twitching cock. He pulled his thumb from her clit, in favor of grabbing her ass, effortlessly picking her up, and letting gravity do its job of making her plant back onto his cock. The muscles in his arms, chest, and shoulders flexed.

His thigs slightly moved back and forth as he thrusts up into her fluttering walls, one of his feet rose onto the ball of his foot, helping his hips to angle up slightly, her reaction was immediate as she threw her head back and she moaned loudly into the empty room. The head of hisbcock pressing against her g spot heavily, hard and fast.

His eyes focused in on her bouncing breasts, watching as they did small little circles as they moved freely from the forcing of their fucking. Her hands moved down his chest towards her clit where she pressed her fingers against it heavily as she aggressively rubbed it.

"NNUAAGH!! FUCK!" He shouted before her walls loosened and they fluttered aggressively as she came hard around his cock. "AH! AH! AH! UGAH! OH GOOOD!" She moaned aloud in time with each new wave from her orgasm. He helped her ride out her orgasm, his thrusts speeding up, chasing for his own climax. Her body relaxed, and she slumped onto him. Her orgasm was harder than she expected, and her eyes were dazed. His arms wrapped around her lower back as his hips continued to thrust his cock up into her well-spent pussy.

"YES! YES! GOD YES! AH!! AHH!! I'M GONNA CUM~!! OH GOD!! LORD DOUMA!! PLEASE!! UAHH!" She cried out in pleasure as her other hand unconsciously came up to groop her breast. His cock twitched from her moans, the thick vein in his cock pulsed harder than expected and his head threw back from the feeling.

Her walls grew tighter, hotter, wetter, and her G spot flexed against the tip of his cock, his thrusting becoming urgent as he knew her climax was coming. Her moans got caught within her throat, and her walls grew tight for a moment, his cock fluttered and the thick vein on his cock pulsed quickly from the feeling.

The loose feeling of her relaxed walls made him groan, his cock twitch, his balls tightened and his world turned white. The feeling of his cock pulsing and twitching against her gummy ridges helped stimulate his orgasm. "NNNUGH! HA! HA! HAAA!" Came his breathy groans in time with his release, his hips doing small weak thrusts, His arms tightened around her, making her groan as it felt like his arms were going to sever her spinal cord, but they slowly loosened as his orgasm came to an end. His legs relaxed against the zabuton.

The room was silent as they both rested in their afterglow. She sighed as she felt his nails gently dragging up and down her back mindlessly. She moved her head, her chin resting on his chest as she looked up at him. "You up for round two?" She asked, a smirk on her face. He looked down at her and he smirked in return. "You still wish to show me your devotion?" He asked. She chuckled in return. "I feel that showing my devotion once isn't good enough." she said in a teasing voice. He gave an empty smile at her words. "Very well then, show me your devotion~." He said, mirth in his eyes.

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# THE MOON IS BEAUTIFUL, ISN’T IT?

— lyney, freminet, navia : 272, 213, 206 words respectively. these don’t really make much sense tbh.

# LYNEY : love. bouts of flattery overflowing from a mouth full of bleeding gums, bouquets of rainbow roses neatly tied together in a pretty silk bow; words slipped like cards between fingers past his teeth that are pleasing to the ear but do naught to soothe the ache beneath the skin. stiff movement, perfected performance, smile lines on a face that has seen nothing but tragedy; swooning, blushing, grinning; bright spotlights, pried open eyes blind to it all. cries for an encore are like a bandage over a profusely bleeding wound that just won’t stop, won’t quiet down. gods, he’s so tired of encores.

but he is not tired of performing. the desire to still swells beneath his skin like the blood that sustains him — it always has. but it is beginning to feel like a cut forcing that deep-seated thing to the surface instead of passion, forming a wound instead of flushed cheeks, painful and slow and agonizing as it bleeds him dry. but at least now it is familiar.

dreams that leave him in a haze, warmth settling in the pit of his belly instead of knives, bread as a peace offering, hands held tight in the face of peril, soft breaths entwined without a single kiss and gentle touches to gnawing wounds. moving away from a fireplace when it gets too hot only to return moments later when you forget the feeling of being singed; a garden overgrown with rainbow roses to the point where they almost look as if they began growing wild, unbridled and free and passionate and imperfect.

which is love to him? he doesn’t quite know.

# FREMINET : tears. he thinks his tears threaten to overflow the rushing sea, bleed into the waves until he dies in a water that cannot drown him. marks that linger as memories fade, reflections on the surface of the sun; the deteriorating seashells picked up from the shaking sand at the bottom of the ocean, forever moved by the presence of another. soft touches and fleeting wishes, dry lips with sobs seeping between the cracks like water, begging for a reprieve from the loneliness that strives to swallow him whole unlike like the sea he loves so dearly — a threat versus a plea, a soft embrace instead of a bruising hold. he doesn’t know which is which.

shaky hands held beneath a star-filled sky, glistening teardrops so plentiful they mimic the galaxies and the sea alike. currents swelling beneath fingertips and seeping beneath skin as he sinks until he can no longer see. screaming, yelling, silence, cries and wails of anything but sorrow, knives to throats and blood spilling beneath a red moon to taint shallows that were never pristine in the first place. tender flesh, calloused fingers, sharp nails digging so deep into each other you could nearly get cut. you pray to the archons that the indents in your unwounded skin scar.

# NAVIA : comfort. a warm dessert melting on the tongue, meringues, saccharine and soft; a hazy memory doused in vanilla and egg whites. beds of flowers whistling in the wind, head leaned against the base of a tree, soft strands of golden hair twirled between fingers and tangling in the grass; forehead kisses, sunsets, lighthearted giggles turned to laughs so plentiful they make your chest ache.

navia wraps her fingers around yours like she never wants to let you go — it’s tender, loving, sweet, and oh so far away. the look in her eyes is distant, clouded, guilty; she gazes at the floor, the ceiling, the corner of your mouth. anywhere she can find and grasp onto but your eyes, or your lips, or your heart, or your soul — her eyes are like the moon over the water, you always told her, and the moon’s view of anything you truly want it to see has been hidden away by a fog rolling in on the horizon.

a doomed ship sails straight into the fog blanketing the sky like it wants to protect the moon to a fault. as you hold her hand tight, aware you’re watching it, there’s an innate sense it will not come back.

#⟢ rainswept ⊹#lyney x reader #freminet x reader #navia x reader #idk what this is goodnight

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3rdeyeblaque · 8 months

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On August 30th we venerate Young King Brother Fred Hampton on his 75th birthday 🎉

Deputy Chairman Fred Hampton was the one of THE greatest orators, leaders, and visionaries to join the Black Panther Party Of Self-Defense 🖤✊🏾

Fred Hampton was born & raised in the Chicago suburbs of Illinois. Civil liberties, rights, and laws were always of great interest to him. After graduating high school, he enrolled in a pre-law program at Triton Junior College in River Grove, Illinois. He joined his local NAACP branch to get involved in the civil rights movement. He rose to the position of Youth Council President for his strong leadership and organization skills. In this position, Brother Hampton mobilized a racially diverse group of 500 young men/women who successfully lobbied city officials to create better academic services and recreational facilities for Black American youth.

In 1968, he joined the Black Panther Party of Self-Defense, headquartered in Oakland, CA. Shortly thereafter, he was selected to head the Chicago Chapter. Here, he created strong personal and political ties with his mentor & chaplain, Father George Clements at the [then] Holy Angels Catholic Church; which served as a safe haven for the Panthers targeted for police surveillance or harassment.

Brother Hampton accomplished a great many things as a young, prolific leader of the BPP Chicago Chapter. He successfully negotiated a gang truce on live television.One of his greatest successes was an unprecedentedly integrated approach to sociopolitical unity; he formed a “Rainbow Coalition”, which included: the Students for a Democratic Society, the Blackstone Rangers, a street gang and the National Young Lords, a local Puerto Rican organization. He was the first leading Panther to achieve this. This alliance is what truly struck the cord of fear in the Chicago P.D. & the FBI. In an effort to neutralize the Chicago Chapter of the BPP, the Black Panthers were placed under heavy surveillance & were subjected to several harassment campaigns.

By 1969, several Black Panthers and Chicago cops either suffered injury or were killed in shootouts across the city, which resulted in the arrest of over 100 members. On Dec 4th of that same year, under the FBI's initiative, the County PD & Chicago PD conducted heinous, unlawful, and unnecessary raid on the Black Panther Party's HQ in the early morning hours while Brother Hampton, leader Mark Clark, and other Panthers slept. They fired over 100 rounds into the apartment without warning. Twelve officers executed Brother Hampton as he slept, drugged by a sedative slipped into his drink by "Panther"/FBI informant O'Neal. Naturally, in Jan 1970, the County Coroner's office ruled the Black Panther leaders' deaths as "justifiable homicide".

Over 5,000 souls attended Brother Hampton’s funeral. Many civil rights activates eulogized him, including his good friend and mentor Father George, who also held a Requem Mass for him at his church.

After many years of coverups, internal investigations, lawsuits, raids, and conspiracies confirmed, the FBI, County PD, & Chicago PD finally admitted to the wrongful deaths of Brother Hampton and Mark Clark. In 1990, and again in 2004, the Chicago City Council passed resolutions commemorating December 4th as Fred Hampton Day. Today, Brother Hampton rests at the Bethel Cemetery in Haynesville, LA where his parents are from - which continues to endure violent desecration from White Supremacist vigilantes/supporters.

" You can kill a revolutionary but you can never kill the revolution. People have to be armed to have power" - Young King Fred Hampton

We pour libations & give him💐 today as we celebrate him for his love of our people, his relentless dedication to the BPP cause, and his young yet wise spirit that lives on. May be the find restful peace in spirit that he was/is denied in the physical.

Offering suggestions: flower offerings at his grave, libations of water, prayers and frankincense toward his elevation

‼️Note: offering suggestions are just that & strictly for veneration purposes only. Never attempt to conjure up any spirit or entity without proper divination/Mediumship counsel.‼️

#hoodoo #hoodoos #atr #atrs #the hoodoo calendar #the black panthers #Fred hampton #Chicago #black panther party #BPP #ancestor elevation #ancestor veneration

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novlr · 3 months

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What are some ways to describe summer ?

Summer is not just a season; it’s a vibrant setting that can add life and color to your writing. Whether you’re crafting a sun-soaked romance or a beach thriller, the way you describe summer can immerse readers in your story. Let’s dive into how you can capture the essence of summer, focusing on the various senses and elements that make this season unique.

Sights

Sunsets that paint the sky in hues of orange, pink, and purple.

Children chasing ice cream trucks down suburban lanes.

Sunbathers dotting the coastline.

Sprinklers casting rainbows across freshly mowed lawns.

Flower gardens in full bloom, a riot of colours.

Sunglasses showing reflections of the bright world.

Sun hats and flip-flops scattered around pool decks.

Fireflies illuminating the night.

Street markets bustling with locals buying fresh produce.

Hikers on forest trails.

Sounds

The cacophony of cicadas in the late afternoon.

Waves crashing against the shore in a constant rhythm.

The sizzle and pop of barbecues in backyards.

Children’s laughter as they play outside.

Ice clinking in glasses of lemonade or cocktails.

The distant whirr of lawn mowers.

Splashes and shouts from swimming pools.

Chirping songbirds greeting the morning.

The crackle of bonfires during cool summer nights.

The melodic chimes of ice cream trucks roaming the streets.

Smells

The salty tang of sea air at the beach.

The overpowering scent of chlorinated pools.

Freshly cut grass after morning lawn care.

The scent of sunscreen and tanning oils on warm skin.

The smoky aroma of grills at a neighborhood cookout or family barbeque.

Fragrant blossoms like jasmine and roses in full bloom.

The earthy smell of rain on hot pavement.

The mix of fruits, vegetables, fried food, and flowers at an open-air market.

Melting tar with an accompanying heat shimmer on hot roads.

Campfire smoke clinging to clothes and hair during outdoor adventures.

Activities

Beach volleyball games, sand flying as players dive for the ball.

Leisurely picnics in the shade of ancient trees.

Hiking trips taking advantage of the long daylight hours.

Sailing and boating, the wind filling sails on sunlit waters.

Outdoor concerts, where music floats on the warm night air.

Road trips with car windows down, hair whipping in the wind.

Fruit picking in orchards and berry farms.

Camping under the stars, a tent and a sleeping bag for a home.

Water fights with hoses, water guns, and balloons.

Attending summer festivals full of food, music, and dance.

Character body language

Wiping sweat from the brow or fanning themselves to cool down.

Squinting against the harsh sunlight or seeking out spots of shade.

Sipping cold drinks, or gulping down water.

Lounging lazily, limbs relaxed and sprawled out.

Applying sunscreen meticulously.

Adjusting sunglasses or hats for better protection.

Dipping toes tentatively into the sea or a pool.

Tugging at clothes sticking to sweat-dampened skin.

Laughing with carefree abandon, a reflection of summer’s ease.

Turning pages of a paperback with fingers damp from pool water.

Positive descriptions

The liberating feeling of diving into cool water on a scorching day.

The tranquil peace of a sunrise beach yoga session.

The simple pleasure of ice cream melting on the tongue.

The bliss of a hammock nap swayed by a gentle breeze.

The joy of endless blue skies promising adventure.

The warmth of sun-kissed skin after a day outdoors.

The satisfaction of a well-tended garden coming to life.

The contentment of sharing a sunset with loved ones.

The thrill of catching the perfect wave while surfing.

The comfort of balmy evenings spent on porch swings.

Negative descriptions

The oppressive heat making the air feel thick and suffocating.

The relentless buzzing of mosquitoes on a muggy night.

The sting of sunburn after a day of neglecting sunscreen.

The frustration of packed tourist spots and overcrowded beaches.

The exhaustion induced by long days and sweltering heat.

The discomfort of air thick with humidity.

The annoyance of sand finding its way into every nook and cranny.

The disappointment of a rained-out picnic or canceled event.

The lethargy of a heatwave, energy sapped by the relentless sun.

The discomfort of trying to sleep in an overheated, uncooled room.

Helpful Adjectives

Scorching

Balmy

Sultry

Languid

Radiant

Dazzling

Parched

Breezy

Rippling

Sweltering

Sunny

Lush

Blistering

Tropical

Vibrant

Humid

Verdant

Golden

Glowing

Fragrant

Torrid

Tranquil

Crisp

Sizzling

Flaming

Steamy

Refreshing

Shimmering

Lazy

Stifling

Invigorating

Sparkling

Zesty

Fervent

Stuffy

Arid

Saturated

Juicy

Sunbaked

Fetid

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A Baton and a Magic Wand

Summary: How does pranking Heizou become a tickle chase? Aether finds the answer.

A/N: I’m back with a fic with my favorite boys! Nothing much to say other than, enjoy :)

Word Count: 2284

Bonus Word Count: 494

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All was peaceful in Aether's abode in a teapot, but the same can't be said for Aether himself. He was feeling quite mischievous and wanted to push his partners’ buttons and conveniently, Heizou was his victim. His plan was simple. Replace Heizou’s baton with one of Lyney's magic wands and have it explode in an assortment of Rainbow Roses. Easy.

“AETHERRRRR! COME BACK HERE!”

Or so he thought.

“H-Heizou! Stop chahasing mehehe! I wasn’t dohoing anything!”

“YOU WERE HOLDING MY BATON WHEN I WOKE UP AND RAN AWAY WITH IT! YOU EVEN HAVE ONE OF LYNEY'S MAGIC WANDS!”

“I was juhust busy cleaning! Yeah, cleaning!”

“Yeah, like I buy that along with your giggling. Come back here and explain yourself or experience my wrath!”

Aether looked back only to find that Heizou wasn't chasing him anymore. He gulped and continued running, clutching the baton and wand closely.

“Come back here, Ae~!” Heizou's voice echoed throughout the house, shooting shivers down Aether’s spine.

“You won't catch me!” He shouted back slamming a door closed to throw him off and then rushing into a bedroom.

Only to be captured by Gaming in a bear hug, dropping the baton and wand.

“Gammph!?” He said, his voice muffled against his captor’s chest.

"Sooo, what troubles were you up to?" Gaming asked as he closed the door softly and hoisted him up, bringing him to the bed.

"Nohohothing!" Aether giggled out as struggled against him.

"For someone so giggly I think you are guilty of some trouble, no?" Gaming remarked, swiping a finger along his side.

"GAHAHAHA! No! Nohoho! I-I dihidn't doho anything!"

"Are you sureee?" Gaming lifted Aether's arms over his head and trapped them beneath his own knees as he towered over him with a smirk. He hovered his hands over him and wiggled his fingers.

"Ihihihihi swehehehear! Hohohonest!" Aether squirmed as he was forced to look up at Gaming and that teasing smirk while he gave his own innocent smile to avoid the inevitable.

"I don't believe you~"

The door suddenly opened and Heizou entered.

"I heard some giggling. Is Aether-" Heizou started, his expression morphing from surprise into a predatory smirk. "Ah. Thank you for doing the prep work, Gam."

Aether froze at the sound of Heizou's voice before his squirming began anew. This time with more urgency as he frantically giggled as he watched Heizou get closer.

"Gaming Gaming Gahahahamihihing! Dohohon't lehehehet hihihim gehehet clohohoser! Lehehet mehehehe gohohoho! Pleahehese!" Aether gave Gaming the cutest puppy look he can give, making him about to give in before Heizou's voice cut through.

"Don't you dare, Gaming," Heizou threatened, turning his gaze towards him, making him gulp. "If you do, I'll make you suffer like Ae and you don't want that, do you~?"

Heizou stopped a few feet from the bed and looked at him as Aether stopped squirming, holding his breath. As the two looked at him, Gaming weighed his options. One. He can keep Aether trapped and work together with Heizou to give Aether the punishment he oh so deserves. Or two. Let Aether go and hope he will make it worth his while to be tickled by the unmerciful tickle monster that Heizou is.

One. Wreck Aether.

Two. Be wrecked with Aether.

“Let's go Ae! Hop to it, Man Chai!”

Gaming didn’t know why he went with option two. Maybe it was because of the giddy look on Aether’s face. Maybe he wanted to play around like he wished he could back then. Maybe… Maybe it was the chance to bond with Aether and his boys after Aether confessed to him. Whatever the reason was, he jumped off the bed and directed a defiant look at Heizou, carrying Aether with him as Man Chai bought them time to run out.

“No! Hehehey! Cuhuhut ihihihit out! I'll gehehehet youhuhu both! Hehehehahaha!”

As Heizou tried to get Man Chai off of him, Gaming ran down the hall still carrying Aether, who managed to pick up the baton and wand, while trying to look for a place to hide.

“You are pretty hard to say no to, you know that?” Gaming said, opening doors left and right.

Aether just grinned, making him roll his eyes.

“Where are you guys~?” A voice rang out, making Gaming curse under his breath.

“There doesn’t seem to be any good spots. Let’s just hide in the living room. You know what they say, hidden in plain sight.”

He let Aether down as he went to squeeze behind the couch.

“Hey!” Aether exclaimed, setting the baton and wand on the center table. “What about me?”

“You hide yourself behind the pillows on the couch,” Gaming said, like it was the most logical thing in the world. “Relax, you will blend in perfectly. Your furnishings are pretty much bright colors like you. Just don’t move too much.”

“...”

“Don’t give me that look! You can call this my revenge for you pulling me into your shenanigans.”

“You could have just worked with Heizou and tick- I mean you know,” Aether said, getting flustered just from saying the word.

“Umm,” Gaming’s face was heating up as he looked away from Aether.

Aether stared at him confused before it dawned on him.

“Did you actually want to be-” Aether wiggled his fingers, making Gaming swat at his hands.

“Stop that.”

“You can tease me, but you can’t handle your own teases?”

“You don’t need to rub it in. You’re the same!”

Footsteps echoed in the hall and they stared at each other in horror.

“Where are you guys~?” Heizou called out.

“Come on, just hide!” Gaming whisper yelled.

Aether sighed before he hid behind the couch pillows and covered himself with a blanket for good measure.

“Man Chai, you got anything?” an elegant voice chimed, shaking both Aether and Gaming to their core.

Is that Kazuha!?! Man Chai?

“You think they would hide in here?” Kazuha continued.

“Don’t underestimate Man Chai and my intuition.”

“There you go with your detective’s intuition.”

“It’s true though, that’s why I am the most successful detective of the Tenryou Commission.”

“But your intuition didn’t expect this.”

Kazuha tickled his exposed underarms and gave him a kiss.

“Kahahaz!” Heizou giggled, grabbing his arms and restraining them. “Don’t make me-”

“Ehehehehe! Mahahahan Chahahai! Nohohoho!”

Gaming’s laughter rang throughout the living room as he crawled out from behind the couch with Man Chai following close behind.

“Youhuhuhu lihihihitle rahahahascal!”

He didn’t realize where Man Chai was making him go until too late. He walked right into Heizou’s waiting arms.

“Behehetrahahayal! You betrayed me, Mahahahan Chahahai! No! Hei! AHahahahAHAHA!”

“Good work, Man Chai,” Kazuha praised, ruffling his fur.

“That’s one down. Now where is Ae, Gaming?~” Heizou held him tight as he led them toward the couch where Aether was on.

“Wait! Wahahahait! Nohohoho!” Gaming twisted and turned frantically trying to escape and buy Aether time.

“H-Hey! Stop Mo-ving! Kaz, a little help here?”

“Of course.”

Kazuha swept Gaming off his feet and they brought him on to the couch.

“Oof! We-we can talk about THIHIHIS! AHAHAHAHA!”

“Oh, we’ll definitely talk,” Heizou smirked, vibrating his fingers along Gaming’s ribs. “I’m going to ask you again. Tell us where Aether is.”

“I’m nohohot tehehelling youhuhuhu! AhahahahaHAHA!”

“Suit yourself,” he nodded towards Kazuha who slipped his hands behind Gaming’s knees. “We’ll find him. In the meantime, let’s have some fun, right Kazu?”

“Yeah, let us have some fun~”

Both gave him teasing looks before attacking.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! YOUHUHUHU WON’T GEHEHET ANYTHING OUHUHUT OF MEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHO! YOU GUHUHUYS!”

Gaming lunged toward Kazuha as he pinched the back of his knees before Heizou brought him back down with a skittering of his fingers along his neck, circling slowly around his mole to make him squirm.

“HeheHEHAHAHAAHA! HEHEHEHEIII! KAHAHAZUHUHUHU!”

“I can’t get enough of how cute you look laughing like this,” Heizou said, kissing him while wiggling his way to his armpits.

“MMPH! Mmhehe! Mmm-MHAHAHAHA!”

Gaming broke the kiss, panting for air as he laughed. He patted Heizou’s head for a breather, which he obliged and Kazuha slowed down to a lazy trace of his fingers along his stomach.

“I believe that is what you call dope, hmm?” Heizou grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh my gohohod,” Gaming rolled his eyes and he threw a pillow at him, a happy smile painting his red face. “You both are the wohohohorst.”

Kazuha laughed at that as he walked towards Heizou.

“Kaz. What are you-?” Heizou started.

“I can’t let you have all the fun, Hei~” he answered, pecking him on the cheek. “Let’s switch. Oh, stop pouting. There’s still Ae to have fun with.”

For good measure, Kazuha fluttered his fingers against Heizou’s armpits.

“Okay! Okahahay! Fine.”

Heizou took his place as Kazuha did the same.

“For someone who is being tickled a lot, so we can get Ae’s location, you don’t seem to mind. Not even escaping since we haven’t tied you.” Kazuha remarked, before getting close to Gaming’s ears. “Is it that you want to be tickled-te~?” he teased, sending shivers down Gaming’s spine.

“That’s what youhuhuhu think?”

A wobbly grin made its way to his face as Kazu rested his fingers against his collarbones, thrumming them softly.

“Ihihihi ahahaham meheheherely prohohohotecting Aehehehe! N-Nohoho teheheasing!”

“Are you sure that’s the only reason?~” Kazuha eyed him with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Yeah!” he squeaked out quickly. “I mean, yes. That is the only reason,” he said more slowly, trying to convince him.

“I don’t believe you~” Heizou chuckled, positioning his hands above his hips. “Come on, tell-”

“RAWR!”

Aether let out a battle cry as he tossed the blanket at Kazuha and kicked a pillow at Heizou, nailing him in the face.

“Oof!”

“Now that was dope.”

“Haha-Agh!”

Kazuha deflected the blanket with Anemo and got Aether tangled up, “Haha, right back at you, Ae~”

Gaming tried to get back at Heizou, but Kazuha managed to restrain him with one hand and bring down Aether with the other.

“Oh you are both in for it now~” Kazuha said, a devilish smirk on his face as he pulled the blanket off Aether’s head.

“You both will go down,” Heizou’s sinister voice made its way to their ears. A vengeful look and shit-eating grin were etched on his face and filled them with nervous anticipation.

“You have the audacity to not just steal my baton,” he started, curling a hand over Aether’s side. “Ehep!” “But to also kick a pillow in my face.”

“And you,” he turned towards Gaming who tried to squirm away, but Kazu held fast. “You call me being nailed in the face by a pillow dope?” he curled his other hand on his side. “Gaha!”

Heizou bent down towards their ears and whispered, “I will tickle and tickle and tickle you until I finish dishing out my revenge. Now, laugh~”

The tips of his fingers started to swirl with Anemo just like Wanderer causing Aether and Gaming to panic before the most ticklish sensations they ever experienced made them dissolve into screams of laughter.

“HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEIZOU! NAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

“WHAHAT IHIHIHIS THIHIHIS?! AHAHAHAHAHA! IT TIHIHICKLES SOHOHO BAHAHAD!”

They laughed hysterically, yanking their arms to which Kazuha responded with whispered teases.

“Ticklish aren't we~? Tickle tickle tickle~”

“KAHAHAHAZ! DOHOHON'T DOHOHOHO THAHAHAT!”

“GAHAHAHA! LEHEHEHET US GOHOHOHO! EHEHAHAHA!”

Suddenly a soft sensation rubbed along their feet making them kick out.

“WHOHOHO IHIHIS THAHAHAT!? HAHAHAHA!”

“NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!”

“Man Chai! Thanks for helping out,” Heizou grinned, blowing raspberries on their bellies.

Man Chai, who had been watching from the sidelines and decided to join in, excitedly rubbed his fur more against Aether and Gaming’s feet in response.

“AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“BWAHAHAHA! YOHUHU GUHUHUHUYS! AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!”

“You know what to do to make it stop~” Heizou smirked, kneading their hips.

“OKAY! OKAHAHAY! I'M SORRY! I'M SAHAHAHARY!”

“GAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHORRY TOHOHOHOO! HAHAHAHA!”

“What for~?”

“AHAHAHA! T-TAHAHAHAKING YOUR BAHAHAHAHA! B-BATOHOHON!”

“IHIHIHIHI DOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW!”

Heizou clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, increasing the intensity.

“Nope. Wrong answers. Try again,” Heizou dug into Gaming’s ribs, while switching to scribbling Aether's tummy. At the same time, Kazuha let up on restraining them and instead lazily traced their neck and nibbled their ears, while still whispering his teases. Man Chai happily zoomed from their feet to their shoulders and wherever he could reach.

“ALSOHOHOHO FOHOHOR KIHIHI- HEHEHEHEAHAHAHA! KICK-KICKIHIHING A PILLOHOHOW AHAHAT YOUR FAHAHACE! AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!”

“Good. And you, Gam?”

“HAHAHAHAHA! FOHOHOHOR SAHAHAHAYING PIHIHIHILLOW KIHIHIHICKING IHIHIS DOHOHOPE! EHAHAHA!”

“Good enough.”

Heizou stopped making Kazuha and Man Chai stop as well. The only sounds in the room were Aether and Gaming’s giggles as they recovered.

“Thahahank youhuhuhu.”

“Hehehehe. Hahahah~”

“Kaz, do you mind getting some water for us? They definitely need it and I think we are all getting sleepy,” Heizou yawned out, stroking his lovers’ hair.

“Haha, okay,” Kazuha gave his lovers kisses before leaving the room.

He went to get the glasses of water humming to the tunes of Aether and Gaming’s laughter and went to grab a couple blankets. When he came back, he was greeted with a sight that made him smile. Aether was asleep on Gaming’s chest, hugging him. Gaming was also asleep and had a hand tangled in Aether’s hair and the other dangling off the side of the couch, while Man Chai was resting in the crook of his neck. Heizou was asleep on a nearby couch with a soft smile on his face. Kazuha savored the moment before setting down the water on a table near the baton and wand that started it all. He covered his lovers in the blankets, giving each of them a kiss before lying next to Heizou and falling into a slumber like them.

Bonus:

“We are home!” Venti shouted as he, Xiao, Lyney, and Wanderer entered the house.

“How do you people shop this much?” Xiao grunted as he carried groceries inside with the help of Lyney. “Ae is going to go broke with how much we keep spending.”

“It’s Ven’s vault,” Wanderer blamed as he started to arrange the groceries on the kitchen counter. “Case in point,” he held up five wine bottles. “Why the fuck do we need more wine? Stop sneakily buying this!”

“Come on, loves. A man can’t have too much wine.”

“Not when we have another five or more in storage!” Wanderer said in exasperation. “Not to mention your apple cider.”

“Hey,” Lyney cut in, “Give him some slack, he didn’t buy as many apples this time compared to our last grocery run.

“Hmph! You guys just don’t appreciate the taste of fine wine and apples,” Venti pouted, walking off. “Kazu and Ae will agree with me.”

“Hey! Come help with the groceries! Ugh.” Xiao shook his head as he stored some stuff in the fridge. “Aether’s going to cook, right?”

Before anyone could respond, Venti rushed in with a grin on his face.

“Come! You have to check this out!”

“Venti, we are storing the groceries. Can you-”

“No! This can’t wait,” Venti started herding them to the living room.

“What is in the living room that is so-” Lyney started before falling silent like everyone else who, just like Kazuha before, stared in awe at their other lovers sleeping.

“So cute!” Venti was grinning from ear to ear. “And look,” He grabbed the wand from the table. “I am a magician like you, Lyney!”

“What?” Lyney said in confusion as to why his wand was on the table before looking in horror as Venti was waving it around. “Wait! Don’t shake it, Venti!”

The wand exploded a bunch of rainbow roses into Venti’s face and all around him. Venti stood there with a shocked expression on his face, while Xiao had a look of amusement and a small smirk crawling up his face. Lyney was trying to look concerned, but a small smile was tugging at his lips. Wanderer was snickering and doing his best to hold in his laughter.

“Serves you right, drunk bard,” Xiao said, breaking the silence.

“Xiao! You are so mean!” Venti whined, going after him with rainbow roses in hand.

“Don’t chase me!” Xiao whisper-yelled, going into the kitchen.

“Tsk. Let’s just do the cooking, while Xiao occupies Venti,” Wanderer huffed.

“How about the rainbow roses?” Lyney asked.

“Let Ven clean it,” he replied, walking into the kitchen. “He’s the one who made the mess. I can’t be bothered cleaning it. Besides, if he doesn’t, Ae will get him to do it no matter what.”

“You got a point,” Lyney said, following after him.

“When do I not?" he smirked. “Now come on and stop staring at our sleeping beauties. We got work to do.”

“Fine.”

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Wriothesley x New Inmate ! Reader

Warnings | fluff, grammatical errors, wrio being down bad for reader, etc.

Note | reason for reader being sent to the fortress as a new inmate is up to your imagination <3

"I don't have any work today? Nice!"

For the past few months of being at the Fortress, you found that it was a simple and easy life. Especially since you barely had to work! Now, you weren't sure if it was because you were a new inmate or something, but, honestly, you didn't care by this point since you got to laze around and do nothing for most of the day.

Honestly, it was the perfect life for you. Way easier than what you had to deal with on a daily basis back on the surface.

You felt ... at peace. Sure you were surrounded with people who committed more worse crimes than you, but at least none of them held any sort of hostility towards you. They welcomed you here just fine. And, along with a welcome from the inmates when you first arrived also came a welcome from the Duke.

In your eyes, he was an absolute dream. He had a quick wit and a body that looked good good to be true, and his face was easy on the eyes too. In other words, having a sight like him around the Fortress definitely put the icing on the cake.

Though, despite your attraction to the man you never did have the courage to actually say or do anything about it. Not that you minded. You have a particularly long sentence and, hell, even when your time here is over you might decide to stay awhile and see what new life awaited you here.

"Huh?"

Another female innate who sleeps on the bed next to yours looked over and noticed the little gift in your hands. She couldn't help but to grin, "ooo, a gift? Who's it from?"

You scratched the back of your head, "honestly, I have no idea."

The other inmate shrugged, "well, it isn't uncommon to receive gifts from the surface."

"Isn't that considered contraband or whatever that word is?"

"Oh trust me, all mail is looked through before its sent to us prisoners, so that gift is perfectly fine if it found its way into your hands. Now, if you'll excuse me, I got an early shift. See ya, y/n."

"Yeah, see ya..."

You didn't bother to watch her leave ad you looked down at the gift in your hands. Settling back into your bed, you took a seat. Your hands shakingly unwrapping the gift while also being careful not to tear the paper.

This better not be a gift from my sister... that bitch totally left me for dead.

That was another thing about the crime you committed, your sister was in on it but ditched you when you got caught. So if she sent a gift, then you know that you'll definitely blow a fuse.

Opening the small box, however, you knew it wasn't from your sister.

It was a necklace with a rainbow rose glass pendant on it.

If there was one thing you knew, it was that your sister wasn't as kind.

So, could this be a secret admirer's doing? It couldn't be someone from the Fortress, right? None of the inmates you knew had the means of getting their hands on something like this.

Maybe it was someone from the surface? Ahh..., but you were never close to anyone up there, and you were sure you never caught anyone's eye either.

Questions on who it could be swirled around your head for the remainder of the day, but, of course, despite those questions it didn't stop you from wearing such a lovely gift. A gift that didn't go unnoticed by Wriothesley whi just so happened to catch you wearing it at lunch.

And just as he had thought, it looked very pretty on you.

"You're so weird."

"Thank you, Sigewinne."

"That wasn't a compliment... I just don't see why you won't go up to them and tell them how you feel."

"For one thing, Sigewinne, we're not exactly close enough for that. Besides, the only few words I said to them were the casual greetings I give to all prisoners when they come to the Fortress."

Sigewinne huffed, "well, just promise you won't be a secret admirer for long, ok? Cause they are very good looking and I wouldn't be surprised if someone else managed to wisk them off their feet before you do."

Wriothesley rolled his eyes as he turned to head back to his office before glancing at your smiling face one more time as you chatted away with your newly made friends.

Cute.

requested | @mitsumina12345

#genshin impact #genshin #wriothesley x y/n #wriothesley x you #wriothesley x reader #genshin wriothesley #wriothesley #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin impact wriothesley x reader

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for starters, I love your writing so so much! i have a bunch of request ideas but won't overwhelm you too much, but one concept I had was modern mizu x spiritual reader? if that isn't too much of a problem, like maybe the reader is into witchy stuff and believes in the universe and signs, and practices magick? like just imagine mizu walked in their apartment and there are just little altars, and the reader does little cleansing rituals, and gives mizu little 'spell jars' and is just so in tune with nature and I am wondering how you think Mizu would react? i was scrolling on tiktok and saw a video and got the idea, and if you are okay with writing that I think it'd be silly seeing how mizu thinks of it (in a positive light probably?) hcs would be preferred :)

Mizu with a Spiritual/Witch Reader

Anon- this is brilliant. I had to write this down as soon as I saw this.

I tried to incorporate as much as I could remember from when I was a practicing witch, as well as doing additional research to double check it. I just did some general things but I hope you like it!

Also again: requests are open for both headcanons and longer writing prompts. Those who have submitted- I’m working on them! 🐰🙏

Enjoy!

I don’t think Mizu 100% gets it, but understands some of it

When you two had met, and after talking for a bit, you casually mentioned how you knew you would get along with Mizu because you had done a reading (a tarot reading) that morning and were expecting new beginnings

And new beginnings she was- you two started dating after talking for a few weeks.

During the first few weeks of dating, you would gift her small candles (which you explained the colors meant different things- many of which you gifted her were blue- which apparently meant peace of mind and good fortune- both things she needed)

You would also give her gemstones- rose quartz (if you know- you know 😉), Citrine, selenite, and amethyst

and even one time a aquamarine- since you claimed it reminded you of her eyes

At first she kinda brushed off the comments and didn’t think much- she knew you had to be some sort of witch, but didn’t really mind and didn’t understand the extent of it

Until she walked into your apartment for the first time-

“You’re like a crow” Mizu would blurt out after entering your apartment and seeing the crystals, the herbs in pots that littered the window seal, the hanging tapestry’s, and that didn’t even mention the multiple windchimes that hung throughout the apartment that casted rainbows on the walls of the sun hit it just the right way

Mizu can see it already on a sunny afternoon- the windows open, light filtering in, the scent of your candles and herbs around her- it was a comfort she couldn’t quiet place

“A crow???” You look at Mizu not offended, but more confused- this snapped Mizu back to present day as she realized what she had said

“I mean- I misspoke-“ Mizu is now flustered. She didn’t mean it negatively but more like an assessment of the surroundings.

It reminded her of a birds nest with how cozy your home was, and she once heard that crows like to collect shiny things- and give it to people- much like you. The connection had just popped up into her head really.

She sees it not as just some hobby, but that it was a part of you and important to you

The occasional prayers to whoever your deity is (if you have one) has become a regular occurance for her and actually, she tries to be as respectful as she can be

Mizu joins in occasionally in whoever you are praying to- even if most of the time not knowing-

She also can’t turn to you mid session and ask who you are praying to because that might be rude to interrupt

One time, Mizu walked into your apartment (she had had a rough day), and you stopped her at the welcome mat before she could walk further into the apartment

“I sense bad energy on you…” you calmly state “stay there-“ and you ran into the kitchen and returned with an egg

“Ummm… do I need to eat this?” A giggle erupted from you

“No- you need to roll it all over you to get rid of the bad energy. If we crack it and the yolk is cloudy, it means it worked” yeah cause that made more sense than eating the egg- Mizu thought- but she still let you roll the egg all over her before cracking it open and finding the yolk cloudy as you said.

“There! See?” You showed her and she simply hummed out a thank you and kissed you on your head.

She really adored everything- from your alters to the small jars you would gift her on special occasions or just because you felt like it- she cherished each and every thing.

#mizu x reader #bes mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai #bes #headcanon

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