#should I still have been writing instead? YES

[sixosix]

hiii i fear tumblr may have ate my ask so i'll say it again just in case--if not im so sorry please ignore this i don't mean to rush you or anything :')

wanderer, candy(does that count?), fluff!! :D

(oh oh also can i be 🪐anon/saturn anon? if not thats fine! i just thought i'd ask since i think i've been sending asks consistently enough to identify myself ^^)

notes wc 800; HII your ask wasnt eaten, i was just taking a long time writing the requests LMFAO. of course u can be saturn anon!!! welcome welcome to the blog (this ask was sent a month ago and i am very much late. idek if anon is still active here…) tbh i wrote this and just went with the flow HAHA

5K EVENT SPECIAL | EVENT MASTERLIST

You unceremoniously dump the pile of imported goods on the table, causing quite a scene in the silence of the House of Daena. They scattered about, and some even clattered onto the floor. You grinned proudly at your friends’ dumbfounded stares.

Tighnari was the first to speak. “I’m assuming you had fun on your vacation in Inazuma?”

“Do you even have money left?” Alhaitham asked, quite incredulously. The most emotion you’ve seen from this month.

It took you a moment to respond, and you felt momentarily distracted by the strange sensation of being watched. “Well, no,” you said eventually. “But I bought all this for you guys! Be more grateful, will you?”

Kaveh clapped his hands. “This is incredible! I haven’t gotten the chance to try any of these local delicacies from Inazuma!”

You nodded approvingly. See? Was that so hard? “Yes, I know. Aren’t I such a good friend? You’re welcome, all of you.”

Belatedly, they mutter their thanks.

You went on a tangent, reciting the food sales pitch you memorized from the sellers, feeling remarkably intelligent. They didn’t have to know that, half the time, you were the personification of a lost tourist/foreigner/idiot in Inazuma and just decided to play it safe and keep most of the souvenirs as food.

They segregated their wanted share and thanked you again. They left you some of the candy, which you had no qualms about eating for yourself. As you all fell into the lull of a conversation, the feeling worsened, and you’ve had enough.

You turned to your friends. “He’s been staring at me for about 30 minutes now…”

They each cast their discreet glances.

“Are you scared?” Kaveh asked worriedly.

“Look at that look in his eye!” you said. “I’ve seen that same look in Rishboland Tigers!”

“He’s not going to eat you,” Tighnari sighed. Well, he wouldn’t know that. Only Alhaitham has met Hat Guy, and he seemed to be amused instead.

“Violence is not permitted in the Akademiya grounds,” Cyno said seriously.

“Maybe it’s not you he’s looking at…?” Tighnari tried.

“Cyno, switch with me,” you ordered.

Wordlessly, he obeyed. The group watched in disbelief as Hat Guy’s gaze simply moved to where you sat next. He wasn’t even trying to hide it.

“Maybe he’s interested because it’s a candy imported from Inazuma,” Cyno supplied thoughtfully.

“That’s a good point. I’m surprised you didn’t make a p—”

“Don’t you mean—” Cyno held up the box that displayed the Inazuman Electro symbol on the front, “shocked?”

You hung your head. You spoke too soon. “OK.”

Tighnari watched your face for a long moment, but it didn’t feel as charged as the guy sitting a few tables away. “You don’t seem to hate the attention,” he concluded at the sight your giddy smile.

“No, I really don’t,” you admitted sheepishly. “He’s smart, and he’s handsome. Of course I’m interested. I just wish he would be a bit more normal about his flirting—if he’s even flirting. Should I give him some?”

You didn’t wait for an answer as your chair scraped backward and you faced Hat Guy directly.

“Make sure it’s just the candy you’re giving!” Kaveh called out.

“I see that Sparks are flying,” Cyno said.

Walking over while you held his gaze was excessively awkward, but it was worthwhile seeing Hat Guy’s little smirk grow like he was pleased you were taking his challenge. It was a bit of a problem, however, that he was undeniably attractive. If he was cute from afar, he was drop-dead gorgeous up close.

“Y/N,” you said, in place of a greeting.

“They call me Hat Guy,” he mused. “Those from Inazuma?”

“Yes.” Suddenly embarrassed that the bullshit you were spewing was picked up on by the guy who everyone was pretty sure was born in Inazuma. “Did you hear me?”

Hat Guy shrugged, plucking one candy from the pile on your hands. “You did pretty well. But I only have one criticism, and I can tell you bought most of them from the same place.”

Ah, you did do that. He tore off the plastic and popped it into his mouth, expression turning sour. “The best ones come from the locals. You should’ve asked the kids,” he advised.

Mouth dry, you said, “Yeah, I should’ve.”

Everyone told you that the mysterious new student—Hat Guy, you now learned—was prickly and slips off when someone approaches him. His birthday was apparently a very thrilling event—in the case that everyone had to hunt him down to give him his cake.

“Want a tip?” he asked, head tilted and looking entirely pretty. His tongue rolled around as he ate his—your candy.

“You seem to know best.”

“Take me with you next time.”

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[miizuzu]

part 3, just a friendly reminder that im no writer and my english is very questionable...mdni ...

“Xavier, Wake up. You're going to catch a cold if you keep sleeping like this.” You were nudging his arm. When you realized you couldn’t get a response, you tried to get off his bed to look for your undergarments that Xavier randomly flinged everywhere. You were thinking to yourself to not give him the chance to undress you anymore. His arms caught you, pulling you back towards himself. “Where are you going?” he mumbles while his eyes are still closed but his eyebrows furrow. “I’m trying to get dressed. And you should too.” You tried to wiggle out of his arms but his strength is stronger, even with him being half asleep.

“Your phone kept going off, you should check it.” You playfully pinched Xavier on his cheeks, “Come on, Xavier, get up~~~ Good boys will get rewarded.” His ears flinched at your words, eyes opened and sat up in one smooth motion. “Yes my lady. Right away!” He rolls out of bed and starts looking for his phone. You couldn’t help but blush while seeing his perfect physics. “Maybe you should cover yourself while you're at it.” You had your hands covering your eyes. He couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute you are acting. 

He found his boxers and pants and slipped it on, he also found your bra and panties. Which he did not want to hand over. He only gave in after you pouted at him. You went to grab the hoodie after putting on your bra and panties but could not find the sweatpants which he secretly kicked under the bed. You figured that you were mostly covered, so you didn’t chase him for another pair. 

Xavier finally found his phone and checked on the notifications, to his dismay, he has been assigned to a different area than you. “Jenna asked me to go on a special assignment. I will have to be away for a few days.” He hasn't even left yet but is already missing being around with you. “I’m sure you will have no issue handling everything.” You walked behind him and hugged him from behind. “But I guess your reward will have to wait.” He placed his hand on top of your arm and rubbed circles, “I guess I got something to look forward to when I get back.” He smiles gently.

“I guess I should just go home now, you still have to pack for your trip.” Your uniform is now clean and dried. You release his waist, but he turns around and hugs you instead. “Could you just stay the night?” he whines. You know if you stay, he will have a harder time leaving tomorrow. “I don’t want you to be late. The mission must be important if they are sending you. I’ll be waiting for your return, so stay safe.” 

It took a while but you finally convinced him to let you go. You got back to your apartment, you took Xavier’s hoodie with you, another trophy of sorts. You went to the bathroom and wiped yourself off with a towel, trying to avoid the bandages around your thigh. You blushed to yourself remembering the sensation Xavier gave you earlier in the day. You shook your head to get your mind out of the gutter, grabbed a small bite to eat and headed for bed. 

Seems you will have some free time to yourself for a few days, with Xavier going on a different assignment, Zayne having his usual appointments and surgeries lined up, and Rafayel going away for his exhibition. You felt lonely for the first time in a while, but managed to sleep through the night.

Work was easy today, there were no reports of attacks and no one needed to be dispatched. You were just in the headquarters writing reports when you received a phone call from Thomas. “Hello Thomas? Is something the matter?” you questioned since Rafayel should be on his way to his exhibition. “Hey Y/N, has Rafayel called you? He hasn't answered his phone the whole day. I’m already at the hotel we are supposed to stay at and he has not checked in yet.” Thomas always calls you when Rafayel goes off the grid.”I’ll be off soon, I will go check the studio later.” “Thank you Y/N, you are the only one I can depend on.”

You headed over to Rafayel’s house, his car was still in the garage. You started ringing the doorbell and when that didn’t work, you banged on the door. “Rafayel? Are you home?” You heard a sound of dishes breaking and you panicked. “Rafayel! Are you ok?” Realizing he will not get the door, you ran around his house and noticed an opened window and you climbed in. It was the window in his studio, the whole place is a mess with paint laying everywhere. You quickly took your boots off and left them next to the window. 

“Rafayel! Where are you?” you speed around the house looking for him. You finally found him, laying on his couch by the window on the second floor, one arm hanging on the back of the couch and one leg hanging off. His face is all red and he seems to be having problems breathing. “Rafayel!!” you ran to him, worried. “What happened? Are you not feeling well? Should I take you to the hospital?” You bombarded him with questions. 

“I’m fine, just feeling a little under the weather. I will be back to normal soon.” he tried to play it off as nothing. You were worried and wanted to make sure he was actually fine. “Is there anything you want me to do? How can I help?” “Water…, can you get me some water?” Rafayel weakly asked. “Yes, I’ll go grab some, just hang tight.”

You ran to the kitchen and grabbed a cup and filled it with water, before going back to Rafayel, you decided to text Thomas to tell him Rafayel is not well and will not be able to get to the exhibit. Thomas was relieved and said he understands before asking you to watch after him, he thanked you again for your help.

You rushed back upstairs with the cup of water only to find Rafayel had rolled off the couch and landed facing down on the floor. You put the cup down and quickly rushed over and helped him back up. “Are you sure you are fine? How are you this weak?” You placed your hand on his forehead and he feels like he's burning up. Shocked by the heat, you wanted to check his temperature and activated the scanner on your hunter’s watch. “Signs normal” the watch rings, ‘How is he normal??’ you questioned your watch. 

“Y/N, I’m fine~~ stop being such a worry ward. You should go home, don’t worry about me.” he tries to say playfully. “How can I not worry? I am your girlfriend aren’t I? Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong with you?” You shouted and tears of frustration filled your eyes. Rafayel hears you holding back sobs, and he feels terrible. “I don’t to scare you.” he says, “Well you are scaring me right now!” you snapped back. “I mean, I don’t want you to be scared of what I really am.” he replies.

“What do you mean what you really are…?” you tried to calm down but still wanted answers. “I’m not Human, Y/N. Once a year, my kind would become weak and vulnerable, and when the day is over, I will be back to normal. I just don’t want you to see me as a monster.” he finally confessed. You’ve heard about this before, Lemurian, an ancient race of mermaids who would become weak on that one special day. Humans would hope to catch a Lemurian in their weakened state and tell them to make a profit. “Rafayel, are you… a Lemurian?” 

“...... Yes. Are you scared of me now?” He stares into your eyes, he wanted to reach for you but was too weak to move. The sun was setting, and the room was starting to get dim. There was something forming on his face, it was blueish and glittering, like shiny fish scales, reflecting whatever light there is left. He looks absolutely stunning, you could hardly take your eyes off of him. “I would never be scared of you,

You will always be my Rafayel.” You reassure him as you rub his cheeks  tenderly. He purrs to your touch, for someone that is actually Lemurian, he sure is acting more like a cat. 

He was so glad that you accepted him for what he is, and even called him yours. He can't control his smirk on his face. You know he would have jumped you if he was his normal healthy self. You decided to tease him a bit. You lean closer to him, breathing in his ears, “You are my adorable little fishie. Right?” “Yes, my love. I’m all yours.” His face was red and looked so sexy. You wanted to tease him some more but ended up getting flustered. “I’m going to go to the kitchen and find you something to eat.” 

You ran downstairs because you didn't want Rafayel to see your lustful face. He was giving off some vibes that are making you lose control. You walked past the studio and without paying attention, knocked over a bucket of paint Rafayel left sitting on the ladder. He heard the rattling downstairs and was trying to ask you what happened but his voice was too weak. 

“Umm, Rafayel? I’m going to need to borrow your shower…” you embarrassingly walk back upstairs with paint covered ⅔ of your uniform and body. Rafayel couldn't help but laugh at your clumsiness. He was fine with you using his showers and even told you where you can find a change of clothes, temporarily for when you put your uniform in the wash. 

You walked into his closet, which was almost as big as your room. And found the location he told you about and opened the drawers. You couldn't believe your eyes. There were so many female outfits from gowns to fancy undergarments. Your heart sank for a moment. Yes, he is rich, he must have had other partners before you, but you can't help but feel a knot in your stomach. You took something in there and went into the showers. 

Rafayel wanted to check on you but he does not have the strength, he tried walking back to his bedroom and he collapsed half way, he is trying to drag himself there, crawling on the floor. You got out of the shower and came to his rescue. He was panting like he ran a marathon. His eyes closed trying to catch his breath. You helped him onto his bed, that's when he finally noticed you chose a set of red lingerie, panties with a laced bra in a see through dress. 

His eyes almost jumped out of his sockets, why, or how could you wear that when he was so weak he couldn't even lift his fingers properly. He was clearly fascinated and upset at the same time, his pupils were dilated but you could see them shiny. He stares at you with those primal eyes, and you feel like he's trying to set what little clothes you have on fire. 

“My love… How could you do this to me? Wearing something this beautiful on a day I couldn’t do anything… you're so cruel.” He yelps as he pants. “Was this something your ex-girlfriend left behind?” your questions with a hint of bitterness to your voice, gave Rafayel a hard on. You slowly ran your hands up Rafayel’s thighs and continued “Are you this turned on from seeing me wear something someone else left behind?” Rafayel lets out a painful moan as you squeeze his upper thigh. “No… My love… I just…” he tried to keep his darting eyes on you, overwhelmed with pleasure. “Are you picturing her face with me in front of you?” You were frustrated, down right angry. So full of jealousy and you can't control yourself, you hate what you're saying but words keep coming out of your mouth. 

“Y/N.” You flinched as Rafayel called your name. You stare straight into his eyes. “You are the only one I ever let in my bedroom. I bought all those hoping one-day you would wear them for me. I just didn't expect it to be today, when I don't even have the strength to touch you.” Your overpowering demeanor crumbled in seconds, and is now filled with an overwhelming amount of embarrassment. You tried to run but Rafayel managed to grab onto you with all the power he had left.

“Don't go.” He begged. He loved that you got jealous over a girl that never existed, the only reason you would get so mad was because you loved him. “I'm so sorry Rafayel. I have this ugly jealousy.” You started sobbing while hiding behind your free arm. “You are the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on, you are always pretty. How about you make it up to me? I have no strength left but my bro down there is begging for release. Could you help me?” He placed your palm on his twitching bulge. 

You nodded your head, pulling down his pants along with his boxers and his cock springs free. You were laying belly down between his legs, your face was inches away from the pulsing length. You reached for it and poked the head, it was a pretty color of pink. You could see veins throbbing, already leaking from the tip, twitching with need. “Please touch me, I need more.” Rafayel whines and begs. “I’ve… never done this, I don't know if I can help you feel good.” you are shy but you want to touch him, you just don't want to make him more uncomfortable.

His face is gleaming hearing you are willing to do this for him and with him being the first of the 3. There is a huge smirk on his face. “Don't worry my love, I will guide you through, just listen to my voice.” hearing him say that made you feel hot, you're now burning with desire to not let him down. “First, I need you to wrap your hands around me.” You eagerly complied. “My god…your hands are soft…I might not last very long…” he bites his lower lip and closes his eyes, trying to focus on our touch. “Now, tighten your grip a bit, MMM just like th-that…'' he is now breathing through his mouth, panting and moaning each breath. Your eyes were glued to his facial expressions, it was a mix of pleasure and pain, you can't help but think about how pretty he looks. “Now… slowly stroke your hands up and down for me.” You were starting to pant as well as your hands slowly moved up and down his rock hard cock. You slowly increase the speed of your hand movements, and you could feel Rafayel thrusting up his hips to meet your tempo. “I'm close, my love, you're gonna make me cum.” His breathing is much heavier, finally opening his eyes to stare passionately into yours’. “Hah..hah…MMM this feels so good. I'm cu-cumming!” He releases a heavy load with most of it landing on your face. 

“You are… so damn beautiful, you are lucky I can't move a muscle.” You thought about wiping your face with a kleenex, but another idea springs to mind. You used one of your hands to guide the cum on your face into your mouth, you let out a soft moan as you pushed all the salty, slimy texture into your lips, Rafayel was just watching you in awe with his beautiful blue-pink eyes, not even blinking for a second. You left your mouth open and swished the liquid around your tongue and finally closed your mouth and swallowed. 

“Shit! You can't do this, haa…you're not playing nice. I want to make you feel good too…” Rafayel whines, but his energy has long been spent. You can see he could hardly keep his eyes open. “I'll get you back.” He taunts you before succumbing to his sleepiness. 

You took your phone and decided to take a picture of Rafayel’s peaceful sleeping face. You made it his contact picture. He looks like an angel, but you were sure once he regains his strength he will become the devil. A part of you looking forward to it? You weren't sure if he was actually going to be better like he said, or if he was just saying it so you won't worry. You decided to text Jenna, asking her if you could work from home if there was just paperwork to be done. Jenna texted you back ‘That is fine, your primary physician actually sent us a note to keep you off the field for a while, that was why you were on paperwork duty. Xavier also insisted, if we didn't know any better, it would seem like you got life threatening injuries.’ 

You couldn't help but feel thankful to Zayne and Xavier for watching out for you. Even though you thought it would be fine to go into the field. But you decided that you shouldn't make them both worry about you. You laid beside Rafayel, his arm rests under your neck. You felt tired from all the excitement you had earlier and fell asleep on his arm. 

When morning arrives, Rafayel wakes up thinking it was all a feverish dream, only to realize you stayed the night and are peacefully sleeping tugged in his blanket next to him. He still couldn't believe it was real, until he lifted his blanket and saw you in the red see-through lingerie. His face becomes red from ear to ear in an instant and he covers you up again. 

A wicked idea comes to his mind. He reached for his cellphone and took a selfie with you covered except your face. And he then sent a text in the group chat. “I win.” Without explanation. He wanted to send the picture as well but he stopped himself knowing you would get mad at him if he actually does. 

He lifted up the cover once more to admire your beauty, he was brushing your hair behind your ears when he saw the hickey at your neck. ‘Which one of the bastards did it? How dare they mark you before I get the chance?!’ Rafayel thought to himself. He felt jealous, pouting. He lightly tipped you on your back and pulled his arm out from under you. 

Rafayel sits up and runs both his hands all over you. So gently that it felt ticklish. You tried to swat away whatever was tickling you. Rayafel took it to offense and pinned your hands beside your head and lowered his lips over the hickey and sucked on your skin like his life depended on it. Your eyes widened, shocked at the sudden pressure on your sensitive skin. “Ahh!?…Rafayel?! What are you doing?” You tried to struggle your hands free but to no avail. You were glad that Rafayel got his strength back but now you're worried what he would do from all the teasing you did to him the night before. 

He finally released you from his lips, he had overlapped Xavier's mark with his own and he was now satisfied and proud of it. He was so focused on leaving you the mark he didn't even notice you waking up and questioning him. His eyes finally traveled up to your face and realized you woke up. “Oh hey you, finally awake?” his hands are still pinning you down but his face now hovers over yours. You feel shy thinking back on all the things you said to him, really hoping he didn't remember anything that happened the night before. 

“...Good morning Rafayel, how are you feeling?” You asked him, trying hard to not look flustered. “I feel great” he is running his eyes all over the features of your face. “You did so well, taking care of me, and all my needs.” His long eyelashes eyes stares right into your soul. You feel your face burning, you want him to back up but wasn’t sure what you could do or say. You could only think of one thing. You lifted your head up and kissed him. 

He backed up as you planned, even letting go of one of your hands to try and cover his blushing face. “You know you've been very courageous since last night. Are you ready for the consequences?” Oh no, he remembers, and but the sound of it, payback is on its way. 

Rafayel intertwined his fingers with yours with the hand he was holding you down, while with his other hand his index lands on your lips and travels down your body. His finger has reached your belly and paused before traveling lower again. “So, has anyone…explored this part of you yet?” You could hear in his tones he has mixed feelings, still hoping he could be your first. It was too embarrassing to tell him so all you could do was nod. 

He let out a long sigh, he felt defeated with a hint of anger. “Did you 2……” you know what he was about to ask you as he pouts. “No.” you confirmed. Rafayel breathes a sigh of relief. “So what DID he do?” Rafayel asked as his finger ran circles around your clit. “Did his fingers feel good?” You were too embarrassed to answer him, you kept shaking your head. “No? Did it not feel good or did he not use his hands?” His fingers now go down your folds, teasing your entrance. “Ngh! No…” you breathe heavy. “No, what? You have to tell me my love. You will get your reward when you do.” He moves his hand away, and you gasped at his sudden withdrawal. “No! Don't stop! Rafayel please…Xavier…used his mouth…” you turned your face away after finally confessing.

“When did my love become so needy?” What Rafayel asked got you speechless, when did you become so shameless? You feel upset about yourself. You're holding your breath, biting on your bottom lip so hard a droplet of blood came rolling down. Rafayel sees you and cups your cheeks, “My love, please relax. I didn't mean it in a bad way… I just…got jealous, that's all… I'm sorry, so please stop biting your lips.” He rubs his thumb over your fresh wound then gives you a kiss on the lips. “I want you to be needy, it shows me that you want me. I promise to make you feel good. Please just relax.” Rafayel tries to comfort you. 

You finally relaxed your jaws as Rafayel calmed you. “That's right, relax, my love. I promise I will take care of you.” ‘I’ll do better than Xavier.’ he thought to himself. Rafayel hovers over you, balancing on his knees and his one elbow of the hand that tightly grips your hand. You tried to calm down your breathing and with Rafayels’ hand just traveling wherever he wanted, it wasn't an easy thing to do. He sees you struggling but can't help to tease you for how cute you are reacting to him. He loves seeing every single of your reactions. It fuels him, it gives him the confirmation he needs to help you feel good. 

“Rafayel…..” you called him with a whimpering voice, tugging at his shirt with your free hand. His face turned red from your beautiful wanting face. “Sorry, princess. Time for your reward.” He kisses you on your cheeks, jaw and down your neck. His hand claps on your thigh, giving you a shock of pleasure as he travels up towards your core. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look in this lingerie? Absolutely breathtaking. I knew you would look good but I wasn't expecting this.” His compliments are driving you closer to the edge. 

“Rafayel! No more teasing…please…” you reached your hand to the back of his head and tugged lightly at his hair. He whispered quietly under his breath. “Fuck.” He brushes your panties aside with his thumb and his middle finger is rubbing at your entrance, he is using every fiber of his body to make sure it's not too rough with you. When his finger finally enters you, you scream out in pleasure as your back arches high, you’ve never felt anything like this, the slight tingle of pain throws you into shock and your orgasm takes over you.

“Did…did you just cum from that?” Rafayel was a bit shocked, he hardly inserted his finger. “Oh, my love, you are the most adorable little thing.” He kept his eyes on you. Your face all twisted with pleasure and ecstasy gave him a hard on. “My love, can you touch mine for me please? I want us to cum together. You can go again right?” He was still holding onto your dominant right hand and you were forced to use your left for him. You yanked his pants down along with his boxers moving your hand from his left to the right as his pants and boxer fell above his knees. He had been a leaking mess for a while. 

You could feel his pre-cum dripping on your belly, you placed your fingers on his leaking tip and he started puffing, he is trying to control his breathing and focus so he does not come undone from just a few strokes. His finger inside you started moving, slowly gliding in and out of you and you started to grip his cock a bit tighter. He leans in to kiss you and licks your lips wanting access to your mouth. When you part your lips, his tongue slips in and finds yours. The room is filled with wet, slurping sounds. You are both really turned on from it. 

Your hand was stroking up and down Rafayels’ length as he lines up his index finger along with his middle and pushes both into your core. “Ahh!” Your shaky eyes widened and started getting teary, Rafayel so captivated by them, he started moving his hand in a twisting motion, sending waves of pain and pleasure through your whole body. Your grip tightens more and your stroking becomes faster. He gently bites your lower lips as you both try to catch your breaths. “MMM! Raf...” you wanted to tell him you are almost there. His hand now resumes gliding in and out of you while his twisting motion doesn't stop, he had you screaming his name as you climaxed again. He also came as you screamed his name in pure ecstasy, his cum landed on the see-through lingerie as he finally sat up and admired his new masterpiece, being you. 

Rafayel lowered his hips to meet yours, your body twitched and your eyes darted to his. “Rafayel…? What are you trying to do?” you are scared, you came with 2 of his fingers and the tingling pain was still there. You were not ready to take him inside you yet, mentally and physically. Rafayel sees your face and you struggle. He found it really cute that his fearless bodyguard does get scared sometimes. “Don’t worry my love, I won't enter, I can see you are not ready and I'm not one to force my lover to give me what I want.” His reassurance calmed you down a bit but his moving hips got you flustered. “Since I can't enter, can I just rub myself against you?” 

You were not sure what he meant but nodded anyway, and in seconds your panties and the see-through dress was no longer on you. He had his arms under your waist, he cock is now hard again and is right above your clit. He lowers himself and starts thrusting his hips, grinding his cock to your clit. You both moan in pleasure, you could feel your pussy getting extremely wet. Your legs were brought up and he would rub your entrance all the way up to your clit with each thrust. The friction felt so good for him and with your leaking pussy, he thought he was already inside you. 

Rafayel thrusts himself faster and you could see his eyes closed and brow furrowed, biting on his lip to stop himself from drooling. “This feels hah… so good, almost as if… ngh… I'm inside you.” His forehead is now touching yours and his mouth gaping wide open trying to catch his breath. With a few more thrust, he came all over your bare belly. And he rolls off to the side of you. Looking absolutely fucked out. You rolled towards him and gave him a passionate kiss.

You sat up, thinking you should get home and start on your paperwork since you are supposed to be working. “Rafayel, I should get going. I still need to do some work and my laptop is at home.” Rafayels' face changed from bliss to abandoned kitty mode. “Do you really have to go?” He whines as he slowly sits up. “Yeah, I rushed out of the office yesterday to get here as soon as I can to check up on you, there's still a lot of reports I have not finished.” Rafayel softens up a bit knowing he was the reason why she left work unfinished and felt glad that you thought he is more important than your work. 

“I'm going to need another shower before I go.” You looked down at yourself and started blushing. “I'll join and help wash you.” Rafayel jokingly suggested. You gave him a nod of approval and his face instantly turned red, thinking you wouldn't let him. He slid off the bed and in an instant he was fully naked. He walks over to the other side of the bed where you were and bridal carries you to his bathroom. He unhooks your lace bra, helps you stand in his shower and he follows shortly. 

The shower turned into a steamy makeout session, he cleans you thoroughly from head to toe, and you help him. Rafayel felt so comfy in water and with you being in the shower with him he felt like he was home.

It took a long time before he finally let you leave but you managed to get home on your bike and started on your reports. You were working for so long that you didn't even notice what time it was, all you knew was your stomach was growling and you decided to order some food. You realized it was already dark and your lights weren't on. You took a break from your laptop and went to turn the lights on. You went to the bathroom to wash your face. 

When you came out, you saw a tall black figure standing at your apartment entrance. You almost thought you forgot to lock the door earlier, you finally noticed it was Zayne. “Zayne! You scared me, why are you just standing there? Come in.” Zayne was just looking down and not saying anything. You could tell something was wrong but you are not sure if he would open up. He finally removed his shoes and put them on the shoe rack, eyes still avoiding you and standing by the door like he was about to be kicked out any second. You walked over to him and pulled him towards the couch and sat him down. 

His silence was overwhelming and you are worried. You kneel down to your knees beside Zayne and place your hands on his fist on his lap. “Zayne? Did something happen?” For someone who normally sits up straight, his back is now slouched and you lift your right hand to cup his cheeks, his left hand travels up and greets your hand. His sharp hazel eyes finally met yours’, his lips parted but words were struggling to come out. “...... What did he mean by ‘I win’?'' You had a confused look on your face. “What do you mean?” you question. Zayne shows you his phone with the group chat, Rafayel’s taunting message saying ‘I win’.

You are now as confused as Zayne, and when he sees your confused look on your face, he finally relaxes and releases a soft chuckle. He pinched the bridge of his nose thinking to himself how silly he must have been to worry about Rafayel’s stupid little taunt the whole day. He had been struggling to focus on his work the whole day thanks to Rafayel. He lay on the back of the couch with his head resting on it and had his arm covering his eyes while his legs were apart. You adjusted yourself from beside him to being between his legs, you wanted to see his face more clearly. 

Zayne jolted as you lean in closer, unintentionally placing your hands on his lap as you do, his ears starting to turn pink. You’ve never seen him flustered before, you thought he was sick as you tried to check his temperature by putting your forehead against his while your hand brushes his bangs away.. “Just what do you think you’re doing?” he furrows his brows again, as he grabs your wrist. He thought you were trying to tease him but your genuine, innocent concerned eyes told him otherwise. “I just wanted to make sure you're alright.” 

He relaxes his brows and smiles at you while caressing your cheeks, “Don't worry, I am already feeling much better than before.” You rest your head on Zayne's chest, your chest pressed against his torso, you could hear his heart beating faster. “I missed you Zayne…” He wraps his arms around you, “I've missed you too.” It was a very tender moment, and you tried to hug him tighter, suddenly you felt his bulge on your belly. Your eyes darted to him, he was hoping you didn't feel it, but how could you not? He's twitching uncontrollably. 

“Sorry my sweet, been pretty busy the last couple of days and have been feeling a bit frustrated. Rafayels' little stunt didn't help.” His hand is back pinching the bridge of his nose. You giggled at him. “Maybe I can help you relieve some stress?” You placed your hands on his throbbing boner. He was surprised at your offer. You were so flustered last time he grabbed your hand to touch him and now you seem normal. ‘Maybe I should be wary towards those 2 afterall.’ Zayne thought to himself. 

“It seems you have no issues with toughing it anymore. Was it because of Rafayel?” Zayne's hazel eyes are glaring, he looks like he is getting angry. You couldn't lie to Zayne so you told him the truth. “I… gave him a hand job.” Your face was turning red and you looked away from Zayne's eyes. “Is that all?” He asks while staring down at you. “......he came all over my face.” You shut your eyes tight, afraid of what you might see as Zayne clicks his tongue in dismay. “Anything else?” “I might have swallowed some of it.” 

It was as if you heard something snapped. He pulled your face towards him, the sudden jerking motion had you widen your eyes and reverted your attention back to him. He drags the bottom of your lips down with his thumb, as the other hand runs in his hair to push it back while staring you straight in the eyes. “Since you did it for him, you wouldn't mind doing it for me too, right?” Zayne wasn't really asking, he was demanding you. You gulped a mouth full of air as your hands traveled to his belt buckle. Your shaky hands unbuckles his belt and unbutton his trousers, pulling his zipper down and finally setting his cock free. It springs out of his pants and you were shocked by his size. Rafayel and Xavier weren't on the small side but Zayne's is huge. You could hardly get a grip on him with one hand. 

You were amazing at his sheer size. You were thinking how something this big will ever fit inside you? The thought of it made you squeeze your thigh together in excitement and fear. “Why don't you give it a taste?” Zayne's voice says seductively, you moaned and kissed his tip. You could see his pre-cum starting to leak, you tried to catch every drop with your tongue. “My sweet girl does everything so well.” He coos. You had your lips all over his length and you licked him from top to bottom. 

You brushed your hair behind your ear as you lined your lips to his cock. Parting slightly as he enters your mouth. Zayne throws his head back from the tightness of your mouth. The stretch was hurting the corners of your mouth but you sucked up to it. Zayne's breathing becomes heavier, you tried to use your hands to jerk him off since you were having trouble having all of him in your mouth. “That pretty little mouth all over my cock, does it excite you, my sweet?” He placed one hand behind your head and lightly grabbed onto your hair. You tried your best to fit more of him into your mouth, as he goes deeper, your eyes start getting teary. He would tug you softly towards him, making sure he doesn't hurt you. You angled yourself to take all of him, and he let out a loud moan when he hit the back of your throat. His cock was making you gag, but you tried your best and wanted to let him feel good. 

You slowly pull your head back only to push yourself back, your motion gets faster and the next thing you know, your head is bobbing over Zayne's cock. “This feels so much better than I expected, have you been doing it for them?” His head is lowered, eyes closed and mouth open, panting heavily. You tried to shake your head without letting go, you tried to muffle out a no but it just turned out as a moan. Zayne had both his hands on your head now as he fucks you in your mouth. “I'm close, my sweet girl, you will accept all of me right?” You nodded your head and his hips began to thrust upward into your mouth. “Do your best to keep your beautiful eyes on me, I want you to see me cum for you.” Zayne demands, and you complied. Trying to keep your watery eyes on Zayne's while sucking him off, taking him all the way into your throat. Your teary eyes are driving him insane, he grunts and holds your head close to his base as he shoots hot cum down your throat. Your tears are rolling down your cheeks and it is hard to breathe as you gag and choke on his cum. 

He pulls himself out and helps you get up to straddle on his lap as you cough and tries to catch your breath. He sees drool and cum spilling out the corners of your mouth and holds your chin up with one hand, admiring your beauty. “That was great my sweet, you did really well, taking all of me in that cute little mouth of yours.” You were tired and worn out, but you managed to smile sweetly to Zayne's compliments. 

“Since you did such a good job, would you like a reward?” He whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “Can…can I get a kiss?” You stare longingly into Zayne's eyes. He pulls you in and kisses you passionately, one hand caressing your cheek and the other on your lower back. “I was thinking about a different reward.” Zayne's hand slips inside your pajama shorts with his fingers teasing your drenching folds. “My sweet girl got this wet from sucking me off? You are so adorable.” He presses light kisses on your cheeks and neck as you pants and moan. 

His hand has left your cheeks and found its way inside your hoodie, cupping your breast and pinching your hard nipples. “I want to see everything, lift up your arms so I can take this off.” He took his hands off you to take off your hoodie which you had nothing else underneath. He got you to stand up as he took your pajama shorts and panties off as well, before pocketting your panties which you didn't stop him. He took a second to scan you from head to toe before pulling you back into his embrace with your back now towards his chest, legs spread as you saddle on his legs, your folds were sitting on the base of his cock. You were embarrassed and nervous, the feeling of a bare cock so close to your entrance scared and excited you at the same time. 

“You're so warm and wet, you're driving me crazy.” Zayne has one hand back on your chest and the other rubbing circles on your clit. He's biting and sucking the back of your neck, you couldn't control your hips and glides your folds to his length. You had your eyes closed, feeling every little sensation amplified as you grind on his cock and his fingers playing with your clit. You were so close to your climax when you heard knocking on your door. Zayne was too focused on keeping himself from cumming from you grinding on his cock that he didn't even notice the knocking. You weren't able to say anything as all that was coming out from your mouth was heavy pants.

The knocking continued and you could hear someone talking, just as the talking stopped you heard the door being unlocked. You got so nervous that you became undone by Zayne's hands. “Ahhhn!!” You moan out loud as Xavier enters your apartment with the food you've ordered, and sees you coming as Zayne plays with your body. Xavier was angry, he placed the food on the dining table and walked in front of both of you. You being fully naked sitting on top of Zayne's cock, and Zayne finally noticed Xavier and unintentionally gave a taunting smirk. 

Xavier kneeled down in front of you and grabbed you off of Zayne, your arms now around Xavier's neck as you saddled on his thigh trying to catch your breath. Xavier glared at Zayne with darkened eyes, you've never seen him like that before and it scared you. Xavier was already insecure about Rafayel’s taunting message and seeing you become undone by Zayne drove him mad. Xavier hugged you so tightly around your waist while his murderous eyes stared at Zayne like he was a wanderer. 

“Welcome home, Xavier.” You said once you finally calmed your breathing, and you hugged him tight. Zayne's brows furrowed as you sweetly welcomed Xavier, even though he was the one who made you cum just now and it seems you have forgotten all about him. Xavier finally relaxed a bit as he buried his head on the crook of your neck, “I'm home.” 

Zayne slips your hoodie back over your head and says “Since you've ordered food, you better eat before it gets cold.” Xavier pouts as he lets you go, agreeing that you should eat first. Xavier walked you over to the dining table and sat you down and sat beside you. Zayne follows and sits across from you. “What brought you all the way here Dr. Pervert.” Xavier angrily asks. “The same reason why you're here. The message from Rafayel and just wanting to see Y/N after not seeing her for a few days.” 

The 2 men were just having small talk but you could tell they were at each other's throats. They do, however, decide to get back at Rafayel. You stare at the 2 of them, you can't help but think they are up to no good. You tried to calm the both of them down, “Do you 2 want some food? I ordered extra thinking I could eat it tomorrow.” You opened the cupboard trying to reach for some bowls on the top shelf, as you reached up, your lower body became exposed and they could see the wetness from your last orgasm dripping down your thighs. You quickly covered yourself up feeling embarrassed.

“The only thing I want to eat right now is you.” Xavier says with a dead serious face. You were shocked by his words and you became flushed in seconds. You don't even feel hungry anymore, you pull your hoodie down and squeeze your thighs together, biting your bottom lip as you stare at the 2 men. “It would seem she also wants us too by the looks of it.” Zayne chimes in. “Can I?” You looked at them, with wanting eyes. 

How could they possibly say no to how adorable you looked. They walked over and grabbed your hand and took you to your bedroom. They once again took your hoodie off, leaving you naked on the bed. You were staring at them with begging eyes and Xavier took the hint and started undressing himself, Zayne saw and followed. The 2 gorgeous men, now fully naked, one to your left and the other on your right. 

You were all on your knees and you turned facing Xavier, you missed not having him around and you leaned in to hug him. He tilted your head so he could kiss you on your lips, as you 2 exchanged sloppy kisses, you unintentionally lifted your ass, which was faced toward Zayne. He leans in to kiss you on your back as his hands fondle your breasts, making you moan. “Can I claim my reward now?” Xavier asks as his hands rubs your cheeks. You nodded and you leveled your head towards his hard length. 

You held his cock in your hands, balancing yourself on your elbows as you licked the dripping wetness off his tip. His hands were combing through your hair while he glued his eyes on your sexy face. “Where did you learn to do that?” Xavier exhales under his breath, he sees Zayne having a huge smirk on his face. “On second thought, don't answer that…'' he sighs. Zayne couldn't help but chuckle quietly, he has one hand on your hips and the other going between your legs towards your pussy. Just as you start taking Xavier into your mouth, Zayne's finger enters you, making you gasp for air and your breathing was sending waves of pleasure though Xavier. 

You tried to focus and suck on Xaviers’ cock but Zayne's finger was distracting you, making it hard to properly service Xavier. Once you got used to Zayne's rhythm, you were able to focus your attention back on making Xavier feel good, but Zayne wouldn't make it easy. Once he sees you lose focus of his finger inside you, he adds another. Stretching your cunt makes it hard for you to think. The sloppy blowjob was getting to Xavier as he glared angrily at Zayne for distracting you, but Zayne was enjoying his fun. 

Xavier was annoyed and grabbed you up and you were just dumbfounded, staring confusedly at Xavier as drool rolls down the corner of your mouth. “He's making it hard for me to properly receive my reward. Can I be inside you?” You blushed at his request but also wanted to fulfill your promise to him so you nodded. In one swift movement, your back is now towards Xaiver and you are now facing Zayne, Xaiver has one hand rubbing your clit as his other lines himself up to your entrance. 

Xavier starts pushing himself into your throbbing hole, the initial push makes your hold body jolt, you are being stretched on the bottom and you lose balance and land on Zayne's chest as he holds you up, he watches your face twist with pain and overwhelming pleasure. You were panting heavily and eyes widened but so unfocused you couldn't really think straight. “Hah…hah…darling you're so tight…relax a bit so I can come all the way in.” Xavier whispers in your ear as his hand rubs furiously on your bud. You try your hardest to loosen up and Xavier finally managed to sheath himself inside you. “Good job darling, now I can give you your reward.” 

He pulls out and slowly pushes himself back in. Zayne was holding you up while he sucked on your nipples one at a time. Xavier slowly adds speed towards his thrusting, if it wasn't for Zayne keeping you up, you wouldn't have collapsed on your bed long ago. You were both getting close to your climax, “Darling, you are making it very hard for me to pull out.” Xavier says as he thrust faster into you. “Don't pull out!” You begged. With your encouragement and a few more quick thrusts, you came and all you remember is Xavier swearing quietly “fuck!” as he came inside of you.

You and Xavier were trying to catch your breath as he saw his cellphone on the counter beside your bed. He grabbed it and Zayne knew what he wanted to do, he nodded his head in agreement and with that Xavier snapped a picture of your fucked out face and you sandwiched between Xavier and Zayne. Xavier sents the picture in the group chat and the next thing you know, your phone was ringing off the hook. Even though your phone was ringing and everyone knew who it was, you weren't able to pick it up being stuck between the 2 of them. Xavier finally pulls out and hot cum starts spilling out your hole and dripping down your thighs. 

“My turn.” Zayne grabs your waist, your back is now leaning towards Xavier as he kisses the side of your neck as he holds you up. Your body was overstimulated and you are reacting to every little touch. Zayne pushes himself inside you, “Fuck, you are so tight, sweetheart.” Your head is thrown back and you cry out, “I-I can’t, it's…mmnhg too much…” tears rolling down your cheeks as Xavier licks them all up. “You can do it, my sweet girl. You've never let me down.” Zayne coos you as he pushes more of him inside. “You're doing great darling, he's almost all the way in.” Xavier encouraged you. With a little more push, Zayne is now all the way inside you and you climaxed as he reached the deepest part of you. 

Throbbing and twitching around his cock, Zayne is about to lose himself in your warmth, your tight walls feeling as if it's trying to milk every last drop of cum out of him. He shuts his eyes and rapidly thrust his hips, knowing he will not last long. His mouth gaping wide open and his breath is a mess. He's gripping so hard on your hips that for sure you would end up with a bruise the next day. You feel like you are about to have another orgasm as Zayne is so close to his high. 

Outside your apartment building there was a loud screech. And the next thing you know, Rafayel has burst through your door breathing frantically. He watches as you and Zayne climax as he cums inside you, your back arches in such a sexy way as Xavier kisses your neck and pinch your nipples. Zayne pulls out and a large amount of cum comes spilling out. Rafayel looks as if he was about to commit murder, he gritted his teeth and walks towards you as the 2 men have their hands all over you. 

You see Rafayel and you reach both your arms towards him, he instantly melts and grabs hold of you, he looked like he was about to cry. Not sure how it happened, but you managed to turn and push him down on your bed. Rafayel blushed from ear to ear and was shocked at how you still had the strength after the 2 of them fucked your brains out. You were in a drunken state, you looked at him with primal eyes and licked your lips, you straddled him “Take them off.” you demanded as you tug on his trousers. 

His hands rushed to his belt and quickly unbuckled and slipped them off along with his boxers. “Lose the shirt too.” You told him, still straddled on him and your fingers running up the inside of his shirt. Rafayel takes it off and throws it in Xavier's face. Rafayel was trying to back himself up to the center of the mattress as you followed his hips closely. “I want this, now.” You were the hunter and Rafayel was your prey. You grabbed Rafayels’ leaking cock and lined yourself above him. Your hands placed on his chest as you lowered yourself towards him, panting heavily. You could feel his heart beating out his chest. His eyes stare straight into your dilated pupils as he tries his best to catch his breath. 

Xavier and Zayne just sit by your pillow, watching with envious eyes. When your hips finally met his, you pulled yourself all the way till only his tip was inside and you sat back down quickly and forcefully, making both of you moan loudly. You bounce yourself faster and faster on his cock and Rafayel had his head thrown back gasping for air. You were close again and he could feel you getting tighter, “p-princess I-I need mmhgn I need to cum. I'm gonna cum!” He whines and yelps as he grabs your thigh and thrust upwards towards you and you tilt your head back and come as he shoots loads and loads of hot cum inside your core. 

“I need you to do that for me next time darling.” Xavier said as he pouted. “I didn't think you had that in you.” Zayne was so impressed by your lustful desire. You finally collapsed beside Rafayel as you rode out your high. You spent the last of your stamina and your body was super sensitive as you felt the warmth leaking out your core. Rafayel rolls on top of you staring at your fucked out face, he anger as been long replaced by affection, all he could think about is what you just did for him as he start blushing again and lean in to kiss you on your lips. 

Your breath finally slows down and you feel so tired and sore that you can hardly stay awake. The 3 men helped clean you up, changed your sheets as they took turns holding onto you as they put boxers on. By the time they finish cleaning up, you've fallen asleep in Zayne's arms. He places you down on the bed and lays down beside you, brushing your hair behind your ear. You look so adorable and innocent in his arms. Rafayel and Xavier fight for the empty spot next to you as Zayne whispers sweet nothings in your ear to keep you asleep.

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hope this is worth the wait... n_n;;

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace fanfiction #lads smut #rafayel love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #love and deepspace smut #l&ds smut #shen xinghui #xavier lads #xavier x reader

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Potential Swap AU? + Ramblings pt. 1

So with Mystic Flour cookie just coming into my life yesterday, I have finally found reprieve from the art and writing block that has beat my ass since the end of finals. Now with this newfound freedom I have found the inspiration to continue here. And fittingly enough, I have another ancient swap idea. Call it cliche, I know.

However, instead of just trading traits, like making Dark Cacao the Beast of Apathy and vice versa, I'd like to take their existing vices and virtues and use that as a springboard. This also means I have to get creative with some of the beasts' personalities, so if anything ends up being inaccurate, I wash my hands clean of it. This is all speculation, after all. I also want to split this into parts so I don't end up overwhelmed with too many paragraphs. With that disclaimer out of the way, let's begin the swappening!

White Lily Cookie: Beast of Discord and Silent Salt Cookie: Ancient Hero of Harmony

Yes I'm going out of order, what of it? They were easy. Too much freedom leads to chaos and anarchy the same way too much order leads to oppression and, well, silence. White Lily has always been free spirited, and was the odd one out of the ancients from the jump. Heck, before the first Beast Yeast update she didn't even have a kingdom(still don't think she should have one.) She's reserved, curious to a fault, and has crippling self worth issues. So what happens if she becomes corrupted? You get Dark Enchantress Cookie.

...No, I'm serious. This is why these two were easy; one of them is kind of canon already.

Dark Enchantress Cookie is essentially the other example of what happens when Solidarity goes too far. White Lily went to find out the secrets of creation for the sake of cookie kind, and when she found out the truth she was reborn and swore to unite all of Earthbread by any means necessary. It didn't matter if she would cause destruction and chaos in her wake, she was going to make it happen. You could argue that DE could also represent Silence, but her preferred method of taking control is destabilization and recruitment, whereas I'm assuming(heavy on the assuming here) Silent Salt's way of control was more complete annihilation and forced subjugation. So if you wanted to make WL a beast, just take her and DE and put them in a blender.

The way I see it, Lily would have no kingdom; rather she'd be a forest guardian, with other cookies acting as rulers instead of her. Leaving her plenty of time to visit other areas as the Virtue of Solidarity, and when becoming a Beast she'd curse the lands she once protected. The forest would become a wasteland of madness, nigh uninhabitable and overrun with all sorts of terrible creatures. Stepping into the area would immediately separate you from whatever group you came with, and staying there too long would drive you to insanity.

Silent Salt, in contrast, would resemble the Cacao Kingdom the most, just having Arthurian Knights as inspiration rather than the Korean influence Dark Cacao had. Fitting considering how many people thought they and DC were connected. I can't say much on their personality, but I would assume that they would be firm and the most organized out of the sin squad. The tactician, if you will. Speaking of chocolate, though.

Dark Cacao Cookie: Beast of Obstinance and Mystic Flour Cookie: Ancient Hero of Prudence

Well, well, well. If it isn't these two again. I'm still buzzing off of the trailer, so let's not hesitate any longer. Obstinate means to stubbornly stick to an opinion, purpose, or direction in spite of reason or persuasion. It's an unmovable object, incapable of change because it believes its way is the only way. We've already seen the negative effects of Dark Cacao's resolution through characters like Dark Choco and Affogato, who have been driven away by him or went to extremes for their goals, as well as the positives with Caramel Arrow and her determination. The first time we saw him he was essentially like this, which rippled outwards and affected everyone. I am not surprised he's the first one to succumb to his respective beast, albeit temporarily.

In this AU, I don't feel that his kingdom would change that much. I feel like his kingdom would just become a full on military fortress, with no one coming in and no one getting out. His army would need to be completely loyal or face punishment, and the outside villages would be in total servitude as slaves. If you can even enter, the atmosphere would be downright oppressive, making it hard for anyone to stand, much less move forward. There are numerous levels to his fortress, each testing your fortitude in various ways, Spire of Order style.

For Mystic Flour, I will be using she/her and they/them interchangeably because they have not yet been confirmed as female(but it is heavily suspected.) According to the wiki, Mystic Flour is heavily inspired by Buddhism, more specifically a deity named Guanyin, who was an all seeing, benevolent being that could alleviate the Earth's sorrows with infinite mercy. Knowing this, I have a few ideas of how they might act in game. Perhaps before they became the cookie personification of the plague, she also had future vision of some kind and was able to see events and disasters before they happened, and knowing this she tried to intervene when they could. Maybe whenever she tried to intervene it didn't help, and that's how she stayed. Like DC, they were definitely the first to turn and resorted to killing everyone to help guide them to eternal peace.

In order for her to be Prudence, I would imagine instead of them simply not caring or killing everyone, she would take a different approach and instead intervene as necessary. Their "kingdom" would be similar to a temple, acting more as a monastery then an actual kingdom. If there was a kingdom it would be somewhat separate, with people making pilgrimages to her area rather than them ruling directly. From there cookies could make requests or advice, and depending on the situation she would intervene as necessary, being careful as to not overstep. Because of her cautiousness I imagine that they would be somewhat resented by some of the commonfolk for not stepping in more and being passive, but those closest to them would revere her for their wisdom and sense of control.

And that's all for now! I've been staring at this post for too long and these two are the ones I was able to present at the moment. If you have any suggestions or just want to say something funny, the ask box is open for anyone. I will be trying to take questions and figure out how the asks work.

#cookie run kingdom #crk au #dark cacao cookie #mystic flour cookie #white lily cookie #silent salt cookie

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how do I grab my computer to work on my WIP and end up, four hours later, googling “indigenous restaurants near me” with 0 new words written

#personal #writing #is it good to try decolonized cuisine from the area I live in? yes #should I still have been writing instead? YES #(on the plus side I learned that a Wampanoag chef has opened a restaurant in Rhode Island so. road trip must-visit clearly. someday)

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I love Time and Time Again!! It was genuinely interesting to see two characters talk things out. Of course they kept secrets, but they knew when to reveal them and that made me want to stick around and read it. Thankyou for making such a wonderful comic!!

Thank you so much!!!

This really means a lot to me <3

I think there's generally a tendency to believe that relationships can't be nice in a romance or the story will be boring.

I understand where this idea comes from, stories should have conflict! And, real world relationships have conflict, as well. They always will! It makes sense that most stories centered around relationships would, inevitably, at some point, have disagreements, fights, anger...

I get why others enjoy it, its messy it's fun it's drama! but for me personally it just stresses me out since I've done so much work to NOT be like that!

As a writer, when presented with two people who are reasonably at odds with eachother, where neither of them is in the wrong per se, but someone still ends up hurt... it's a fun challenge to write them working through it in a believable way. it's a fun challenge, too, to put them into situations that feel equal and human.

I just think it's a necessary thing for who I am as a person to write relationships the way I do, and so I'm just very very very glad that other people resonate with it as well!

It means a lot. Thank you.

#me trying not to ramble on for paragraphs impossible challenge #asks #anon #I always love to talk about how uhhh #the perceptions we have of how relationships should be displayed #idk I dont think that theres any one way to do it #those relationships where people dont communicate and they fight all the time... #those happen. they happen all the time irl. #of course they would be reflected in fiction constantly! #but just for me personally #after YEARS and years and years of working on myself so I dont do that #I pause. think the best of my partner before jumping to conclusions. #take the moment to ask him hey #has anything been bothering you lately? things have been good but I want to be sure there's not little things I've done to hurt you #and i listen when hes telling me that yes. it did bother him when I made that joke the other day actually #and to learn to be patient #and not cry immediately #and listen #and ask instead of assuming #and always think the best thoughts first or whatever #its done me a world of good #and I dont think it is healthy for me personally as a person to write an unhealthy relationship with poor communication #because I get uhm... extremely invested in my writing... #in the way that it very much helps me learn about myself and practice habits. #cause obviously I still fail. of course I will #and I just would like to get as much practice as I can #of being better #for me and for him #and for all my friends

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Me vs FF14 part... 2?

It's taken me pretty much three full days of running from cutscene to cutscene. But I've finally reached Heavensward.

And like... on some level? I'm kind of offended?

Like, a part of me genuinely wants to replay the entire game from the start "as something else" (different main-class, different race, different starting-area, whichever), because the dungeon-queuing system is actually really fun when you start to Understand it.

As in, FF14 has somehow made an MMO that has almost eliminated the feeling that it is a level-grind? Partially? It's turned the whole thing into a surprisingly comfortable level of (limited, but genuine) social interaction.

To the point where even someone who isn't obsessively grind-focused like me, can genuinely enjoy themselves. Just queuing up for dungeons, Hunting some bounties, and-...

And then FF14 has so many fucking quests that it literally chokes the life out of the gameplay.

As an example, one of their biggest dungeon-draws (bcs high rewards) is a quest that almost everyone hates playing. Because doing that dungeon means watching literally eighteen minutes of unskippable cutscenes.

And that's with them having reduced the amount of cutscenes in that dungeon, because the players complained so much about them.

Like... I'd be perfectly happy replaying the game from the start with a different character, even knowing that leveling isn't some kind of pain-free thing. But the thought of having to restart the fucking Main-Quest? Of having to spend literal days just running back-and-forth to cutscenes?

I'm currently feeling a bit burned-out as a result of the binge I went on to get here, but I'm pretty damn sure that I wouldn't replay this fucking thing even if you paid me for it.

(And, of course, Heavensward also has a Main-Quest continuation that you have to follow. And now I'm not even allowed to fly everywhere to cut down on the "running back-and-forth"-part of my complaints. Not until they arbitrarily allow me to discover flight for the new areas, by going through even more of the Main-Quest.)

(Not to mention that now I have to go back and do even more Class-quests, with their own cutscenes, in order to unlock a bunch of skills.)

(I'm very fond of the "the church is evil because it doesn't let you fuck dragons"-meme, and I'm very much seeing it. But like... come the fuck on. Why is this MMO a feature-length movie-series? Why can't I just play the game and have fun?)

#and yes. i'm very much aware that ''you can do anything with one character'' #bcs everyone gets one (1) race-changing potion. and classes can be switched out super-easily. but that's not the point. #video games #ff14 #rants #personal stuff #also like... i'm unemployed and waiting for my classes to begin a few weeks from now. i have INFINITE free-time. #and i still feel like ff14 is actively trying to waste my time by ''telling a story'' that should be in a single-player game. #... actually. that'd explain a lot. did the writers of this game learn to write from single-player games? #is that why there are so many cutscenes and minor characters to constantly juggle? did nobody tell them that they were making an MMO? #(the feeling of going ''all-in'' on the genuineness in the cutscenes even when it's corny as shit? good.) #(being forced to sit through cutscene after cutscene instead of actually playing the game? bad.) #like... even just the dungeon-cutscenes? to some degree it's expected that you SHOULD skip them? bcs you're making others wait? #(and during the Raids. that means outright being left behind. ain't nobody stopping for anyone.) #so you're losing a massive bit of story-telling. bcs it's trying to tell that story in the WORST place. #it's a good story? i guess? but it's so fucking inconvenient to _play the game around_ that it feels more like a chore than an adventure. #and in a single-person game? i think it'd be great. maybe not entirely my kettle of fish. but genuinely good. but as an MMO? #like i get that a lot of it has been added onto it over the span of YEARS and that ppl playing it since launch would've been desperate #for new content. despite how the amount of content seems incredibly overwhelming for new players. #but jesus fuck. at least let people wanting to start a new character to just... skip the fucking thing? they've already seen it once. #* nevermind. they thought of that. they're selling ''story-skip''-potions for 10$. wow. just... wow.

[sonego]

gonna get personal in the tags sorryyyyy

shit i ran out of tags to use GKBKGKDKKDBJDMBMN ok rest under a read more 😭

so okay basically my doctor said sure i'll write you the prescription and also wait should i add it to your regularly taken meds page (so i can request it with a click when i run out)? and i was like yeah that'd be nice and i tried to explain that i thought i would only need for a short period of time but i still need it after many months so... but like he didn't care about the why lol

and anyway now that this has happened i'm like. gonna try to Stop doing what i was doing. there is no good reason to be in pain all the time and make my life harder when taking that dose of my med was working okay and making things considerably better. i don't need to punish myself. this is like so so so hard for me to internalize. being disabled is not a fault. even if it might be my "fault", even if i lowkey feel like i might have contributed to the condition i am in with like, bad choices or whatever, it's still not right to punish myself for it. i'm already unwell, i'm already suffering, what's making it worse gonna do to help? why do i need to feel worse just so i can think i got what i deserve for being in pain in the first place?

so yeah. going back to the higher dose. i hope that makes me feel less pain. i hope i can work without hating every second of it again. i do still hope one day i can get better and not need this med anymore, it's not like i've given up on that bc tbh a lot's still unclear and i will try and see if i can find answers. but in the meantime, no more punishing myself. i need to be okay. i want to be okay.

#called my doctor the other day #bc i needed the prescription for the muscle relaxant i take for my back pain #and i've been needing it for like a while but i kept putting off calling him to get it #there's a few reasons for that one of which is that i hate phone calls in general but especially w doctors #just makes me v v anxious #which is related to another reason which is that i was so scared he'd tell me no bc this was was supposed to be a temporary “fix” #like a little help while i actually got better #which clearly hasn't happened so i still need it but like. i am so used to doctors trying to like decide what i need #not based on my symptoms and needs and what i tell them but just what they think i SHOULD need #bc i SHOULDN'T feel pain i SHOULDN'T need to take that i should just idk excercise and lose weight and try not to be s*icidal and try to #control my moods and oh i shouldn't have headaches almost daily cause they found no medical reason for it #also have i tried sleeping more? have i tried not having insomnia? have i tried smaller doses of x med? #etc etc it's never what i AM experiencing it's what i SHOULD be experiencing. and let me tell you that sucks so bad #my previous gp ruined me so bad and i'm only now realizing it #like every time i need to tell or ask my current gp something i get so anxious bc i'm convinced he'll put up a fight and say no without #listening or he'll write me the wrong prescription or he won't even answer my calls ........... #instead this gp is the opposite #maybe even like. too easily says yes lmao 😭 like i try to talk things thru w him a bit to explain why i need x and he'll just be like #yeah sure here it is and sometimes i feel he's not even listening 🧍🏻 #but anyway like. i was kinda punishing myself i think? #i keep trying to lower my dose of muscle relaxant bc i think i shouldn't need it #and i don't want to need it i actually HATE that i need it. it makes me so mad w myself #so i keep trying even if every time i take less i am in so much pain #and these past couple of weeks? or something i did that even more bc i tried to lower it EVEN MORE #even if the 5th attempt to lower it a bit was unsuccessful and i was doing so badly #bc i was running out and i was killing two birds with one stone by trying to lower it so i would be a Better Stronger Nico #and was delaying having to call my doctor #end result: i wanna cry every time i stop (workiny #working* or studying or giffing or doing Whatever) #bc i'm forced to think of the fact i am in pain

[gale-in-space]

An opening sentence is everything, which is why I was utterly devastated to discover that my last published fic opened with the phrase "A whooshing noise" instead just "A whoosh"

Reread your stuff, people.

#i'm facepalming so hard rn #i'm always so scared to reread my shit #and i really should because that was such an obvious error - and i would have caught that if i had actually read it through after writing i #instead of skimming it as if i were tiptoeing over landmines #(yes - that's correct. i still haven't read it through in full. i've been reading random bits and pieces of it but that's it) #blegh. anyway

[dissonantdreamer]

me watching the "greatest video game adaptation" as it tries to speed run the narrative it set out to cover while trying to add new scenes that don't really add much to the overall story, instead of exploring and expanding upon the scenes we never got to see in game:

#the writing is really falling apart #there are so many moments the show holds your hands instead of letting you figure it out #for all mazins big talk I still feel more for pixels dying than I have for this version #don't get me wrong the acting is great but it doesn't cover for a story trying to be told with surface level emotions #and relying on the fans of the source material to reach the extra mile for the references that should have been saved for later #dissonant screams #yes I am still upset about Sam and Henry #they really should have done 13 episodes or more

[calamitydaze]

i didnt expect the shift with mr beast to happen for another like 5 years tbh, idk why, i kind of thought it would come from an old disgruntled employee, but this gradual disillusionment is probably better for actually discussing issues, rather than a twitter bloodbath i guess

forever glad the dteam decided to stick with florida tbh

me too, on both counts! he seemed on top of the world (and really he still is, a few 100k tweets won’t change his view numbers) so him falling out of favor wasn’t on my radar for a good while yet. i don’t think he’s going anywhere anytime soon, and twitter discourse probably isn’t going to make a meaningful effect in how he presents himself. but if it pushes back against the general mr-beast-ification of youtube that’s been happening then i think it’s worthwhile :P

#i think people who weren’t already fans had been quietly grumbling about it for a while and then the curing blind people vid was the spark #although the way people went about expressing their arguments was dumb tbh #and why a lot of ccs didn’t take it seriously #like if you’re seriously calling him satanic then i’m gonna laugh at you too LMAO just express the actual argument which is much stronger— #that while yes he does good things it creates a culture of people begging and scraping for the benevolent beast to bless them #(as we can see with the feastables shelf incident) #or else they’re outta luck and won’t be able to afford this or that #and poverty/the healthcare system isn’t his fault Of Course…. but people are still allowed to be disgruntled #at someone making content off that inequality #anyway. THAT’S (<-) what people should have said instead of calling curing blind people a seal of the apocalypse or whatever #that gets you taken seriously #but then again who am i to be twitter police 🤷‍♀️ sorry for writing a novel in the tags #but YES! i agree with you and i’m very glad dt have avoided getting too tangled up with him lmao #bella answers #ag-eh-dac

[leofrith]

quickly, who's gonna explain to all these writers that in order for their "subtext" to actually qualify as subtext they need to have evidence that supports it WITHIN THE TEXT

#and no reddit AMAs don't count sorry ♥️ #like someone on here already said this and i can't remember who #but yeah this trend of creators clarifying or even outright contradicting things that were established in their art AFTER the fact #instead of letting their art speak for itself is. shit. it's shit. #like i'm sorry but if your story is so incomplete that it can't stand on it's own as a full and coherent story without you 'clarifying' #a bunch of shit that should have been made clear in the text in the first place then your writing is just lazy actually #there's a gaping chasm between 'reading between the lines' and just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks #and hoping your audience will find a deeper meaning where none exists #girl i am about to write another 6000 words about the d*rby ama #like i'm not but. oh my god oh my GOD people get paid to write shit like this and i can't even get a job in my field. i am so tired #yes i am still talking about valhalla the last chapter yes i'm still mad about it #like it's not my fault darby keeps exhuming the poor rotting corpse of eivor's character development #ky posts text

[earthtooz]

x : TO LOVE, TO CHANGE: *+ﾟ

in which: you tell veritas you love him. he gets upset with you.

warnings: contrary to what the synopsis implies, it's fluff, i promise. 1k words, first time saying ily, slightly cranky reader, no mentions of reader's gender, dr. ratio being so in love he becomes so soppy and lovestruck. confessions.

a/n: there's a phenomenon that happens whenever i write for dr. ratio, and it's that my heart literally lunges out of my chest and begins typing at the keyboard for me. i should get it checked out. anyways, this is to preemptively celebrate his release!!

“Why- why are you mad?” You exclaim, watching the way Veritas crosses his arms and pouts with the petulance of a child. His gaze has strayed away from your eyes, and all you can do is sit in his lap with your arms hanging at your sides, brain tirelessly racking for all the reasons that you could have angered him.

He doesn’t give you any clues, displeasure brewing in his eyes instead.

“Is it because I said ‘I love you’?”

The purple haired scoffs and sticks up his nose, hair bouncing with his actions whilst you jostle slightly on his legs from the quick action. As much as you love his side profile, you’d love it even more if he spoke to you about what is bothering him.

During this moment, the world stills. You think he’s genuinely mad, and Dr. Ratio’s fury-driven state is not something you should take lightly. Really, you’ve seen it multiple times, and though it has never been directed at you, you hope it never will be. Which is why you sit on his lap now, tensely anticipating his response, and for the answer as to what you did wrong. 

“I was meant to say it first,” he grumbles, losing the arrogance that fills his tone whenever he speaks, air filling with sincerity. 

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I was meant to be the one to say ‘I love you’ first.”

Your confusion is tangible at this point. Audible, if you will, because it rings like cicada sing. “Are you being serious?”

“Deadly.”

“You- why, then couldn’t you just have said it?” You sputter, slapping his defined deltoid, concern slowly melting into frustration. “Need I remind you that it was me who confessed to you first as well?”

“Yes, and it was positively the best day of my life.” He says that like it’s a simple fact. No sentiment, no heartfelt declaration, just another logical statement straight from a textbook of his life.

They say to be loved is to be changed, but no matter how much you love Veritas, all he knows is how to be an astronomical pain in your ass. Does he know how scared you were for his answer? You thought you did something unforgivable, or that he didn’t love you enough to respond in kind, or worst of all, that he wanted nothing to do with you anymore?

However, he's acting petty because he was not the first one to say those three words? You frankly don’t know why your heart beats for him as strongly as it does. In fact, you want to whack him over the head with his own codex.  

Placing your hands firmly on his shoulders, you shuffle out of your position from his lap, planting your feet onto the ground. “Oh, you are so infuriating! Pretend I never said anything, I’m going back to my office until you-”

Not even two steps away from him and a hand clasps around your wrist to drag you back to where you started: on Dr. Ratio’s lap. His arms come to wrap around you like chains, leaving no room to wrestle him out.

“I never said you could leave. Especially not after telling me you love me,” he grumbles lowly into your collarbone, breath tickling your skin.

“I’m starting to regret it.” 

“Can’t you at least say it again?”

“I don’t want to,” you grumble, arms snaking up to rest around his shoulders. “You don’t deserve it.” 

“Well, that’s a little harsh. Is this how you treat the ones you love?”

“You haven’t even said anything back,” you pinch his skin. “Talk about harsh.”

“Do you remember the first time we met?” he asks with a fond chuckle, not missing the opportunity to leave kisses in a trail along your skin, making his way up your neck. Then, when his eyes meet yours, you almost crumble in embarrassment at the memory he’s injected into your mind. 

You push him away and raise a hand to shield your eyes from him, clearly reliving a haunting memory. “Please don’t remind me.” 

“Y’know, it’s not everyday someone gets to scold me and be right. If you weren’t so beautiful, I wouldn’t have let it slide, but it’s not everyday a gorgeous genius falls into my lap with guts to challenge me.”

“I was… agitated that day, so stop talking about it, please. In fact, for my sake, please just forget that moment. Completely.”

“Forget about it? Completely?” The scholar asks with genuine shock lacing his tone. “I fell in love with you in that very moment, how can you expect me to stop talking about it? You rendered me a fool in love and expect me to not think about the very moment it happened? Sweetheart, it was a pivotal moment of my life!” 

“Not pivotal enough if you can’t even say ‘I love you, too’.”

“On the contrary, I have loved you longer. I yearned for you in wakefulness and in my dreams. I wished for you to look my way, and when you did, I never wanted your eyes to stray from me. How heartbreaking it was when they did.” His hand has snuck under your shirt now to rub circles on your skin. If he detached from you, he fears you’d slip away from him, and the worst thing you can give him is space. “Do you know how it felt chasing after you because you were the only one out of my reach? For three years, the only thing I wanted was to be yours. You made me an idiot.”

Stunned by his confession and the weight of it, you let him continue, sharp tongue softening. The only motivation you offer is a hand coming to cup his cheek, tucking aside his bangs so you can see his expression in its entirety. 

His gold eyes shine when they look back up at you. For the first time, you feel like you’re seeing the parts of him that Veritas hides from everyone else. 

“I love you.” He continues with heart wrenching devotion. “I’ll continue loving you until the streams stop, the rivers freeze, and the oceans dry. With three hundred thousand, eighty-three thousand, five hundred and seventy-one discovered planets in the cosmos, that phenomenon will approximately take-”

You seal his lips with yours in a gentle kiss, cradling his jaw and swallowing his words. Like wax to fire, Veritas sinks into you, completely helpless against your affections. 

But, oh, you love him, and nothing else in the entire universe matters.

© EARTHTOOZ 2024, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.

#earthtooz: honkai star rail #dr ratio x reader #veritas ratio x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #ratio x reader #dr ratio fluff

[fiercynn]

on ao3's current fundraiser

apparently it’s time for ao3’s biannual donation drive, which means it’s time for me to remind you all, that regardless of how much you love ao3, you shouldn’t donate to them because they HAVE TOO MUCH MONEY AND NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH IT.

we’ve known for years that ao3 – or, more specifically, the organization for transformative works (@transformativeworks on tumblr), or otw, who runs ao3 and other fandom projects – has a lot of money in their “reserves” that they had no plans for. but in 2023, @manogirl and i did some research on this, and now, after looking at their more recent financial statements, i’ve determined that at the beginning of 2024, they had almost $2.8 MILLION US DOLLARS IN SURPLUS.

our full post last year goes over the principles of how we determined this, even though the numbers are for 2023, but the key points still stand (with the updated numbers):

when we say “surplus”, we are not including money that they estimate they need to spend in 2024 for their regular expenses. just the extra that they have no plan for

yes, nonprofits do need to keep some money in reserves for emergencies; typically, nonprofits registered in the u.s. tend to keep enough to cover between six months and two years of their regular operating expenses (meaning, the rough amount they need each month to keep their services going). $2.8 million USD is enough to keep otw running for almost FIVE YEARS WITHOUT NEW DONATIONS

they always overshoot their fundraisers: as i’m posting this, they’ve already raised $104,751.62 USD from their current donation drive, which is over double what they’ve asked for! on day two of the fundraiser!!

no, we are not trying to claim they are embezzling this money or that it is a scam. we believe they are just super incompetent with their money. case in point: that surplus that they have? only earned them $146 USD in interest in 2022, because only about $10,000 USD of their money invested in an interest-bearing account. that’s the interest they earn off of MILLIONS. at the very least they should be using this extra money to generate new revenue – which would also help with their long-term financial security – but they can’t even do that

no, they do not need this money to use if they are sued. you can read more about this in the full post, but essentially, they get most of their legal services donated, and they have not, themselves, said this money is for that purpose

i'm not going to go through my process for determining the updated 2024 numbers because i want to get this post out quickly, and otw actually had not updated the sources i needed to get these numbers until the last couple days (seriously, i've been checking), but you can easily recreate the process that @manogirl and i outlined last year with these documents:

otw’s 2022 audited financial statement, to determine how much money they had at the end of 2022

otw’s 2024 budget spreadsheet, to determine their net income in 2023 and how much they transferred to and from reserves at the beginning of 2024

otw’s 2022 form 990 (also available on propublica), which is a tax document, and shows how much interest they earned in 2022 (search “interest” and you’ll find it in several places)  

also, otw has not been accountable to answering questions about their surplus. typically, they hold a public meeting with their finance committee every year in september or october so people can ask questions directly to their treasurer and other committee members; as you can imagine, after doing this deep dive last summer, i was looking forward to getting some answers at that meeting!

but they cancelled that meeting in 2023, and instead asked people to write to the finance committee through their contact us form online. fun fact: i wrote a one-line message to the finance committee on may 11, 2023 through that form, when @manogirl and i were doing this research, asking them for clarification on how much they have in their reserves. i have still not received a response.

so yeah. please spend your money on people who actually need it, like on mutual aid requests! anyone who wants to share their mutual aid requests, please do so in the replies and i’ll share them out – i didn’t want to link directly to individual requests without permission in case this leads to anyone getting harassed, but i would love to share your requests. to start with, here's operation olive branch and their ongoing spreadsheet sharing palestinian folks who need money to escape genocide.

oh, and if you want to write to otw and tell them why you are not donating, i'm not sure it’ll get any results, but it can’t hurt lol. here's their contact us form – just don’t expect a response! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#ao3 #otw #archive of our own #organization for transformative works #ao3 is not your savior #and they don't need your money #otw finances

[on-my-vigilante-sht]

Competing With Gods

Luke Castellan x Aphrodite!Reader, Apollo x uninterested!Reader

Request: Hi could you write luke castellan x reader, where Luke gets jealous of a guy who tries with y/n? How would he react if y/n is at the game? Thank you

Summary: When Apollo is sent to camp as a punishment, he sets his sights on Luke's girlfriend.

Warning: Fighting, jealousy, making out, the slightest allusions to/implied smut, Apollo being a dick

Word Count: 3k

Masterlist

A/N So instead of another camper or whatever, I’m making the other guy Apollo.

Apollo crashed into the ground of Camp Half-Blood. Right in the middle of all the cabins. Great. He briefly cursed Zeus for this. He was being punished for flirting with a nymph the big guy was interested in. And when Apollo had told his father to maybe focus on his wife, Zeus banished him to Camp Half-Blood for a few weeks as a “warning.”

The Half-Bloods began to peek out of their cabins but one girl was already rushing over. Her hair fell over her shoulder so nicely as she kneeled over him. Okay, maybe camp wouldn’t be so bad. She gave him a concerned look. “Are you alright?”

“Now that you’re here,” he immediately started flirting. He enjoyed the way she immediately became flustered and jumped to his feet. She looked up at him in bewilderment. She saw him fall. She wasn’t a daughter of Apollo but he should have been suffering from at least a few broken bones. “I’m Apollo,” he clarified with a proud smirk. By now all the other campers within the vicinity were near enough to hear and kneeled. The girl did too, kneeling with a lowered head. He reached out a hand to her. She took it hesitantly, standing up. “Who are you, gorgeous?”

She became further embarrassed. How do I bring up Luke? She briefly wondered. “Y/N. Daughter of Aphrodite.”

“I should have known,” the god flirted. “What with those mesmerizing eyes.”

“Lord Apollo,” a voice interrupted him. He turned, finding Chiron trotting over. “My apologies, I was just notified of your arrival.”

“No worries,” the god smiled. The nice thing about not being around gods is that you get called things like Lord.

“Please,” Chiron began, gesturing over to a big house, “let me show you around. Your father has a few requests for you whilst here.”

“Of course he does,” he rolled his eyes. He turned back to the girl. “I’ll see you around, gorgeous,” he winked.

As he left all the campers were left in shock. Especially Y/N. And even more so, her boyfriend. Luke went up to her, finding her still in astonishment. “Sooo… that was weird,” he began, trying to not show his jealousy.

“Yeah,” she breathed. “Was Apollo just flirting with me?”

“Yes!” Silena gushed as she ran up to her best friend/half-sister. “Oh my gods, a god is interested in you!” She then seemed to notice Luke and remember their relationship. “Oh- uh. Sorry, Luke.”

He just gave her a tight lipped smile.

“Oh my gods, what am I gonna do?” Y/N asked, clearly stressed out.

Luke shrugged, again trying not to show his jealousy. “Not much you can do. It’s not like you can tell him to leave you alone.”

“If you really don’t want him then you can tell him you have a boyfriend. And a sister,” Silena suggested with a raised eyebrow.

Her sister laughed. “I was trying to think of a way to mention Luke. And Silena, you’re 16.”

“He looks 18!” she insisted.

“Even if he was actually 18 I’d say he’s too old for you. Come on, the bathroom still needs to be cleaned after Drew decided she wanted to dye her hair black.”

“Yeah well, she’s crying now because she wants to be blonde again,” Silena explained as the sisters walked back to their cabin.

Feeling mildly ignored, Luke yelled after them. “I’ll see you at dinner!”

Remembering her boyfriend, Y/N ran back to him, pressing a peck on her lips. “Sorry. I’ll see you later.” He watched her go, trying to not think about it too much. She never forgot to kiss him goodbye but he tried to chalk it up to the fact that she was shocked by Apollo’s appearance.

~

That evening at dinner everyone had noticed the “new camper” sitting at the Apollo table looking very unhappy. Chiron stood up and called everyone’s attention. “As you all know, we have a very honored guest staying with us for a while. Lord Zeus had requested that we treat him as we would any other camper.” As he finished he gave us all a long, hard look as if to say, “Don’t get yourself killed when his immortality is restored.”

Once dinner finished, everyone was at the bonfire. Luke sat on the ground, his back resting up against a log. His girlfriend was leaning up against his shoulder, her legs over his lap. His free arm would occasionally swipe the mosquitos away from her with his other arm supporting her weight. They were talking to a few other campers when Luke let his gaze fall onto Apollo. Some campers, mostly girls from Aphrodite, sat around the god, looking at him with cartoon hearts in their eyes. He knew for a fact Y/N had told them to stay away as a. they were all minors and b. he was a god and she didn’t want to deal with their broken hearts.

When Apollo’s gaze fell on the girl in his lap, Luke tightened his grip protectively. He knew it was ridiculous. Y/N would never cheat on him and he knew she’d slap any guy who tried anything, immortal deity or not. But he couldn’t help but be worried. Hell, he had nearly punched an Ares camper last year and that kid wasn’t a god. And Apollo was known for his womanizing ways.

He tried to shake it off and go back to his conversation but his brain was still stuck on Apollo. “Hey,” he whispered so softly that only the girl in his lap could hear. She turned and he immediately kissed her. She kissed him back briefly but pulled away, not a huge fan of PDA especially in front of the entire camp. But Luke persisted, gently holding her cheek and kissing her deeply.

When she finally pulled away for breath she looked at him quizzically. “What was that for?”

He smiled and shrugged. “What? I can’t kiss my girlfriend?” She just smiled, pushing his head away jokingly before going back to her conversation. But he was looking at Apollo again, hoping the god saw that kiss. If he did, he was playing it off.

Later that night, when the fire was extinguished and he had kissed the Aphrodite counselor goodnight several times, Luke was trying to sleep. Keyword: trying. Normally the several snores or creeks of the Hermes cabin didn’t bother him, but he was so on edge thinking about Apollo’s flirting, that every noise jolted him awake. He couldn’t stop thinking about how Apollo had immediately begun to flirt with Y/N and how she had seemed to forget him for a moment.

Frustrated, Luke crept out of bed. As he opened the cabin door, he checked for harpies keeping watch but found none. So he went to the Aphrodite cabin, knocking on the window right above Y/N’s bed. It took a few tries but eventually, she poked her head up, gesturing to shut up and that she’d be out in a minute.

So Luke waited until she came around the side. “What?” she asked, still rubbing sleep from her eyes. But her hair was already falling back to the way its usual flawless look, courtesy of being Aphrodite’s daughter.

“I just wanted to see you,” Luke smiled sheepishly. And make sure Apollo isn’t sniffing around. He realized he didn’t have a reason to be out here that didn’t stem from insane jealousy. She looked mildly annoyed at that so he did the only thing he could think of. He kissed her. If he couldn’t get rid of Apollo, he could completely occupy her mind. So he did the only thing he could think of. He was pushing her up against the side of the cabin, one hand on her jaw, the other around her waist.

She had no clue where this came from but she gave in nonetheless. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.

After a few minutes of making out, she finally managed to push him away enough to get a deep breath in. “What was that for?” she asked, both of them still gasping for air.

Luke smiled, grabbing her by the hips to pull her closer. “‘Cause I love you.” He pressed the lightest kiss to her nose before stepping away abruptly. “Night, see you in the morning.” And with that, he walked away the happiest demigod in all of camp.

The daughter of Aphrodite still just stood there, completely taken off guard. The only thing that snapped her out of her daze was the faint caw of a harpy, making her quickly scramble inside. Luke ended up getting his wish as that night, the only thing on her mind was that kiss.

~

The next day was Capture the Flag day. When Chiron announced it at dinner that night, everyone lost their minds. It was Athena, Hermes, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, and Poseidon vs. Ares, Apollo, Demeter, and Dionysus.

As the couple was walking over to their cabins to get their armor, Apollo caught up with them. “See you out there, Y/N,” he said as he passed with a wink.

“S-see yah?” she called back hesitantly.

Luke was frustrated but at least she didn’t seem flattered by his flirtations. Now she was just confused.

Once they grabbed their chest plates, then went back to the creek where they’d be starting the games. As Luke put his on, she was struggling to get hers tightened. “Hold on, I’ll help you in a sec,” he said, finishing strapping his onto his body.

“I got it,” a voice interrupted. Apollo seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He was standing in front of Y/N, tightening the strap.

“Hey!” Luke yelled without thinking.

Apollo held up one hand in surrender, the other still on her shoulder. “Chill man, I’m just helping.” Luke didn’t say anything else as Apollo walked away with a slight smirk.

“Hey,” Y/N said softly, stepping closer to him. “What was that about?”

Luke gritted his teeth. “Nothing. C’mon, I need to assign everyone and talk strategy.” He took her hand gently, reminding himself to not let his anger get the better of him. He headed over, gathering the team. “Alright, Cabins 6, 3, and 11 will be offense. Cabins 9, 10, and 12 will be defense. Except for Y/N, you’re with me. Beckendorf, you’ll also be offense.” He pointed out a few Athena and Hermes campers, directing them to defense as well.

After a few minutes, the conch blew and everyone was in their places. The couple quickly jumped over the creek, slipping through the Apollo cabin’s defenses. They had done this so many times, their routine was well practiced. They ran through the woods, searching for any opposing defense.

The other teams had learned that Y/N and Luke always worked as a pair so they started also pairing defensive players. That is when Hermes and Aphrodite were on the same side. If they weren’t, Capture the Flag could go on for hours since they knew all of each others’ tricks.

They continued on, occasionally making quick work of disarming opposing campers until they reached the flag. It was only guarded by one person. Apollo. Clarisse must have figured that everyone else would be too afraid to offend a god. But Luke was honestly looking for this opportunity.

So while Y/N fell back, hesitating, Luke was jumping at the god. Apollo blocked him with a sword but he was clearly not very good with it. Archery had been banned since before Luke got to camp. Even though the arrows were enchanted not to kill, someone had been blinded so Chiron banned them forever. He didn’t even make an exception for the god of archery.

While Luke fought Apollo, Y/N was grabbing the flag. “Luke!” she yelled, waving the flag. She then took off, heading for their territory. Because of Apollo’s inexperience with the sword, Luke was easily beating him. After a few slashes on the god’s arms, legs, and even face—nothing major, they were honestly just cuts a band aid could fix—Luke was disarming him. He didn’t have to be as brutal as he was or knock him over but he did, throwing the god’s sword far away before following after Y/N.

Luke was still a few feet behind her when she hopped over the creek into safety. He watched proudly as she ripped the helmet off her head and held the flag up triumphantly. The members of their team around her cheered triumphantly as the conch blew and their team was announced the winners.

Luke was still in enemy territory, watching her have her moment when Apollo showed up. “She’s really something,” the god announced, his smile focused on her.

“Yeah, my girlfriend really is incredible,” Luke said pointedly.

The god was still smiling. “I know she’s your girlfriend. I saw you making out with her last night.”

“What were you doing out at two a.m.?”

The god looked even more smug, his arms crossed over his chest. “I don’t have to answer to you. But if you must know, I had the same idea as you but you got there first.” Luke finally looked at him, rage once again filling his body. So he wasn’t paranoid. “How long have you been together?”

Luke was confused but answered nonetheless. “Uh three years,” he answered suspiciously.

“Aw, three years down the drain. I’m sorry in advance,” the god said in exaggerated regret.

Luke tried not to let his fury show. This is why he hated gods. They thought they could do whatever they wanted without regard for mortals. “Well, she loves me. At night she swears we were made for each other,” he said, recalling sweaty nights during the school year when every other Aphrodite kid was home. And how they’d make breathless promises of eternity.

Apollo gave him an almost pitiful look. “I’m sorry about your relationship but you can’t actually believe she’ll pick you when she could have a literal god?” he gestured to himself arrogantly.

Now it was Luke’s turn to gloat. He just shrugged, “I’m the one she calls for. She doesn’t call for the gods like most others would. She only ever says my name.”

Apollo was a little taken aback by the kid’s boldness. “Well, that’s the nice thing about being a god. I can make anyone mine.” And with that Apollo headed over to the capture the flag winner of the night. It took everything in him not to race up to her but he kept his composure. She’d have to reject him on her own, he couldn’t keep running defense.

He watched in surprised satisfaction as Apollo reached her. He congratulated her before pulling her into a hug. His arms were around her waist and creeping kind of low but Luke once again kept his resolve. He didn’t realize he was holding his breath until she pulled away quickly, pointing over at him. What was she saying? Was she praising him for fighting the god? Or telling him that she had a boyfriend?

Apollo tried to hug her again but she ducked under his arm, running over to him. He immediately broke out into a smile. Her arms were opened to hug him but he just grabbed her face to kiss her instead. He turned her towards the tree he had been leaning on, pressing her up against it again. He only pulled away slightly to whisper a congratulations but then their lips were connected again. When he finally pulled away, he threw an arm around her shoulder, shooting a look to the god before heading off to their celebration.

That night as they were celebrating, Luke was glued to Y/N’s side. It wasn’t until some of the other Hermes boys needed help getting their illegal video game working again that Luke left her side. “I’ll be back,” he promised her, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead.

As soon as Luke was gone, Apollo was swooping in. “Congratulations again,” he said, handing her a drink.

“Thanks,” she smiled nervously, taking the drink. “How are the cuts?”

Apollo shrugged. “They sting more than I would’ve thought but they’re fine. Your boyfriend’s a hell of a fighter.”

“Yeah,” she chuckled, relieved that he was acknowledging she had a boyfriend.

“I mean, he’s good for a mortal. He’s certainly no god,” Apollo flirted.

“Well, none of us are. Present company excluded,” she laughed nervously, gesturing to him.

Apollo casually threw an arm around her shoulder. “There’s other things we’re better at,” he said, letting the implication hang in the air. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. “Have you ever been with a god, Y/N?”

She was immediately pulling out of his grasp. “I- uh… um no. I’m flattered but…” She had no clue what to say. She couldn’t just say no to Apollo. If this were any other man she’d throw her drink in his face but this was a god.

She didn’t have to say anything because Luke had seen the whole thing. As he came back he saw Apollo throw his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulder and subsequently watched her back away quickly. “I told you she loves me,” he smirked before tugging her away. She gratefully pressed herself into his body.

“Thanks,” she mumbled, careful that Apollo couldn’t hear.

“Hey, you don’t have to thank me. This is kind of my job as your boyfriend.”

“Still, you basically told him to back off. Kind of bold to deny a god.”

“Yeah, well,” he began, brushing a hair back from her face, “if he smites me we’ll just have to make up for the lost time in Elysium.” She giggled, hugging him closer as they headed off to bed.

Masterlist

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[augustinewrites]

“babe. baaaabe. babe!”

“what, satoru?” you ask sharply, looking up from your laptop to where your boyfriend has spread himself across your couch, his legs in shoko’s lap. 

he lifts his shades to look at you. “was i your first crush?”

“yes,” you answer quickly.

you immediately return to the report you’re writing, missing the face shoko makes before she says, “that’s not true.” 

“ieiri,” you whisper harshly, but it’s too late. your boyfriend’s already jumped off the couch to lean his palms against your desk. 

“what? i wasn’t your first?!”

“you were,” you insist, glaring at your friend. “shoko is clearly misremembering things.”

“am i though?”

“you know what, it’s fine,” gojo sighs, slipping his shades back on and rolling the sleeve of his t-shirt up so he can flex. “obviously i’m way cooler than whatever lame schmuck high school you was crushing on.”

behind him, shoko’s scoff is the final nail in your coffin. “nanami is way cooler than you ever were.”

you slap your forehead, bracing yourself for gojo’s inevitable overreaction. 

but he doesn’t get the chance, interrupted by a light knock against your doorframe from, you guessed it, nanami kento.

“yaga said you wanted to see me?”

cue overreaction.

“you had a crush on— on him?” 

nanami swats gojo’s finger away from his cheek. 

“oh my god,” your boyfriend breathes, currently experiencing a quarterlife crisis. “you liked this emo nemo?”

nanami ignores him, sending you a questioning look. “he doesn’t know?”

“what is it now?” satoru asks, slumping back into the couch. “did you guys go on a date or something?” 

your lack of answer is enough for him to let his head fall back rather dramatically. 

“can you blame her?” shoko asks. “he was sexy back then. in an edgy, mysterious kind of way. meanwhile, you were like…if a string bean made love to a cauliflower.” 

even gojo doesn’t have a witty retort prepared for that. 

you decide to clear this up once and for all. “it wasn’t just about looks. you were busy after— after riko. you didn’t have time for a relationship or…for me. you wanted to get stronger and i didn’t want to get in your way.”

“you wouldn’t have been—”

“i would have.” you shrug. because you know him, and you know what he was like. “and that’s okay because we were still kids, satoru. and it was only one date! no need to get so torn up about it!”

_____

“what is this?” you ask later that night, when you find satoru hauling a huge box into your apartment.

“it’s a bowflex!” gojo explains proudly, patting the unopened box. “shoko said that i was built like a string bean, so i’m gonna buff up like nanami! and when megumi moves out next year, i’m gonna turn his room into a gym.”

you lean in the doorway, amused. nanami also has a home gym. “is that why you’re also wearing a suit and tie instead of your usual uniform?”

he does a show spin, letting you take it all in. you don’t even want to know how much it must have cost. “do you like it?” 

“you do look very handsome.” 

“i know,” he winks, cocky as ever. “now watch this.”

he brushes a few strands of hair over his eyes, lowering his voice a few octaves as he says, “taxes. office work. satoru, i respect you so much!”

you walk up to him, brushing the hair back to press a kiss to his forehead. “nanami would never say that last thing, but i do like the effort.” 

he loops his arms around your waist, returning the kiss and murmuring against your skin, “did it turn you on though? maybe i should get an office job—”

“satoru,” you whine, resting your forehead against his chest. “it was just a short-lived crush. and it was forever ago! i’m pretty sure you’ve had crushes that weren’t me.”

“nope,” he hums, resting his chin atop your head. “all i’ve ever wanted is you. all i’ve ever needed…is you.” 

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff

[no-one-hears-me]

idk if I should be mad at my friend or just sad

#it's def both but idk if I really should be mad at him #or realistically. maybe I should stop calling him my friend? #basically he had a small party at his house and didn't ask me to be there #which didn't bother me at first bc I thought it was a man only event #BUT this girl that hates him was there too. why was she even there if they don't like each other #and so obviously. why was she there but not me??? he texted me last night about something else so like #and I am very well liked among the main group that was there so it obviously wasn't bc someone there has an issue with me #except for HIM ig. wtf I thought we were friends #he had a party a few weeks ago and asked me to come multiple times and I did. and there were no issues #so like. what changed #yes I am taking this very personally idc. he complained a couple weeks ago that I don't hang out with him but like. he doesn't ask me to #I've been debating our friendship recently and tbh I feel like we should just end it #but I do love him and we have mutual friends AND I'm becoming friends with one of his besties but we're not quite there yet #still just friends of a friend situation. so that would get weird #also I was in the middle of writing a different post but I stopped bc I got distracted by this instead lmao #Sera