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ji-bit · 1 year

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Who in SKZ mtl enjoy giving head and who do you think would be the best at eating 🐱

it was a struggle to rank the members because i believe all of them enjoy giving head but here it is !!

contains: oral, d/s dynamics, fingering, mentions of overstimulation + edging

eating you out is jisung’s favorite pastime. practically lives between your legs in his free time. swears that giving you head is the remedy to anything. i think sometimes, he’d bring you to his studio and ask to eat you out when he’s having trouble with his creative flow idk jisung is silly like that.. asking for one (1) single orgasm to get his brain going. just really loves knowing that he can always please you with his mouth, often getting hard to the thought of the view he has while he’s down there. proudly obsessed with your pussy and would do anything to get to taste you on his tongue

chan is the pleasure dom. eating your pussy just makes him feel good along with you, getting a sense of accomplishment after making you cum a few times with his tongue only. often has wet dreams of like.. just eating you out. wakes up and makes it his mission to make you cum as many times as he can using his mouth. i think he’d be very strategic (?) with how he eats you out, wanting to figure out a way to make you feel the best you can which leads to many sessions of him just experimenting and observing the way you react to him?? results in chan ‘accidentally’ teasing and edging you for what feels like hours, feeling mean when you whimper and deciding to reward you with anything you ask for. you’ll have to speak up though or he’ll just continue his teasing :(

minho eats your pussy like it’s his favorite pudding. humming at the taste of you and moaning along with you because you just turn him on so much. would be eating you out all day if he could. nothing else to add just very pussy drunk minho

changbin is just very sexy idk i think he’d love giving you head alot. the feeling of being sandwiched between your thighs turns him on badly, loving the praise he gets while he licks and sucks you to your liking. i think he’d also very much love when you use his mouth to get off.. like hips pushed up against his face when you get desperate. or maybe he’s in a different mood and would lightly tap your clit with three fingers when you squirm below him as a warning— it depends tbh. i put him here because i think he’d like using his cock the most to pleasure you, often getting up from your cunt to fuck you because he’s also very desperate…..

seungmin gets pussy drunk and tries to manipulate you into believing that you’re needy. he’s literally the one acting like a starved man, tongue lapping at your pussy and moaning into you with his arms around your thighs to keep you in place. i think that eating pussy isn’t something he does as often because of the way he loses self control, which is why i put him here on the list. but even when he’s pussy drunk, seungmin is pushing your limits by making you cum over and over despite your pleas to get him off your overstimulated clit.

felix will give you anything you want. i can imagine him with a very spoiled brat sub, whining about wanting to be eaten out and complaining when he gets up from between your legs after generously giving you orgasm after orgasm. him being with a pillow princess makes so much sense idk.. like he won’t even punish you for being bratty, listening to what you ask of him and allowing your hand to push him into his place.

hyunjin prefers being hands on with you. loves to taste you but i think he’d definitely also enjoy fingering you more because it’s more intimate in a way (?) like he gets to kiss you and feel your hands all over him while you moan into his mouth.. it’s heaven for him he thinks

jeongin mainly uses his hands to get you off. he just loves how you feel cumming around his fingers, kissing the temple of your head when you cum for the nth time that night despite your begging for his cock that’s pressed painfully against your side. he gets you to quiet down with his other hand, covering your mouth because only he’s allowed to hear you like this. jeongin’s main goal is to make you squirt with his fingers so he’s determined…

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fayesia · 6 months

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Sex pollen — Simon Ghost Riley x fem!reader

a/n: Hi quickly wanted to say that it was not supposed to be this long but once I started writing i kinda just went with it lol. I’m also pretty new to writing smut but hopefully y’all like this :D

Warnings: nsfw 18+, p in v, unprotected sex, praise kink, creampie, dirty talk, size difference, rough sex, squirting, lmk if i missed anything!!

This recent task wasn’t one of the harder ones, easily able to be accomplished in about 2 hours, it was the venture home that took the most out of you. Trudging through the forest with its vast species of fauna and flora had been beautiful but also uncomfortable, from both the exhaustion and the heat of the tropical climate.

However things only seem to get worse for the team as the sun was setting and darkness surrounded the group from every side. A guttural howl was heard coming from behind, deep in the thick cluster of trees, the beasts were coming out to play. “Runnnn!!! Go go go, pick up the pace, let’s keep moving!” You heard Simon yelling from your right at the rest of the team lagging behind.“We’re about 100m from base, keep it moving!! We’re all making it back alive tonight no matter what , Let’s GO!” You were about to ask him a question turning your head to the right until your foot got caught on a lifted tree root.

You stretch out your hands ready to support yourself from crashing head first into large rocks, feeling two muscular arms wrap around you. Unaware of who it was, the both of you start rolling down a ditch off the side of the path leading to home base. Expecting to fall into more rocks, you instead feel the cushion of large soft petals belonging to some unknown plant—a large plant for sure. Quickly sitting up you come face to face with Simon, he rushes to you, looking down as puffs of pink dust rise from the pores of the petals after every step he takes.

The two of you cough as the pollen invades your nostrils, seeping into every crevice of your combat suits and Simons mask. You try to orientate yourself attempting to get up only to fall down again, sharp pain searing through your ankle, you grab onto Simon for support. “Looks like my ankle took most of the fall eh?” You attempt to lighten up the mood only Simon doesn’t seem to reciprocate this idea.

“You’re hurt. This isn’t good, we have to get back to base before something else attack-“ his sentence is cut short as he sees you inspecting the tears in your suit. One along the shoulder of your right arm sleeve to your collarbone, another where you injured your ankle and the last one visible to him is on your inner thigh stretching all the way to your hip. Looking up you sheepishly apologise, “sorry heh didnt know so many things would cut through the suit, didn’t want to wear the heavy combat one for such an easy mission.”

“It’s fine, come on we’ve got to find a way back” he states after a moment of silence as his eyes raked you up and down, you simply took this as his way of assessing the situation of your ankle. Wrapping an arm around his waist he tries to find a path yet as far as your eyes can see in the pitch black of the night is more pink petals. Simons steps only seem to agitate the unknown flora even more causing large clouds of dust to invade your senses.

“Let’s take a break” you suggest after you both had only ventured a few meters away, but Simons breathing had picked up and his uncommon stumbling seemed to be happening more. You turn to him lightly giggling, “i don’t remember being that heavy to such a big boy like you”

“no no its not that” he’s quick to reassure you, never wanting you to undermine his strength. “It’s just-i don’t know something in the air is making the temperature rise, don’t you feel it?”

Now, you have been well aware of the heat, the reason you asked to take a break in the first place was because of that, the almost unbearable feeling prickling at every cell in your body. And yes you hated to admit, but mostly attacking your nether regions where the heat seemed to escape from the most. “Y-yeah i feel it to”. Simon stares into your eyes, slowly crawling closer to you in hopes of releasing less dust from his movements. You also near him, briefly pausing before your lightheadedness takes over, causing you to fall straight on top of him. The small size of you is barely enough to push his large frame over, leaving you sat in his lap against his gun— wait why would his gun be in the middle of his pants—oh…Your face turns a deep red but embarrassment is something neither of you have the time or patience for. The contact releases a lengthy groan from Simon and his hips grinding upwards has you moaning with need.

“Fuck what’s causing this”

“i done have a clue but right now i dont give a fuck i just need to fucking consume every part of you.” His words cause more moans to come out from your mouth. You get to work tugging down his pants pulling out his long fully erect dick, the tip is a pulsing aggressive red and it’s covered in thick throbbing veins. Your hand barely wraps around the girth of it and you’re sure you can’t take all of it, imagining Simon trying to fit it inside of you, prompts more moans to fall from your mouth. This train of dirty images are cut short as Simon flips you on your back, his fingers tug and pull at your suit while you yelp from the sudden movement. Finally his hands take opportunity of the rips caused by your fall, practically tearing the stretchy skin-tight material from you body leaving your top half completely bare.

“Fuck arent you just beautiful, been hiding all of this the whole time you’ve been on the team huh?” He growls against your skin covered by a thin sheen of sweat. He licks from your neck down to your right nipple and then to your left one. Grabbing the two soft squishy fats of skin into his big hands he pushes them together rubbing his face between the two, “god love your tits so fucking much just molded to fit right in my hands huh”. Unable to reply you simply let out breathy moans at his rough actions.

Crawling lower to where your neediest he runs his hand along you suit covered pussy, feeling the wetness drench the material the more he rubs against you. “Who knew we had such a fucking slut on the team, pussy’s so fuckin’ wet just begging to get filled by a thick cock like mine”. You nod your head, “yes yes please fuck me mmm”. He grabs onto the ripped material at your thigh creating an even larger hole to access your pussy, your suit—if you can even call it that anymore—is now just two scraps of material covering your calves. “Guess i gotta give this whore what she wants” he replies slapping your tits as you moan. “Mhm please touch me, fuck me anything I need you so bad”

“aw just begging for this cock aren’t you…i don’t think you should have it just yet though, i mean you’re the one who got us into this mess in the first place, isn’t that right?”

“What no no hhnng please do something anything” at this he lowers himself to lie on his front, grabs onto your hip and drags your pussy a few inches from your face. Immediately you thrust your hips forwards keen for any skin to skin contact. “Mm shit such a pretty pussy just like your pretty face, soaking wet for me” he brings his fingers to your mouth, pushing them past your lips, you suck on them just like you would on his cock drenching the two fingers in copious amounts of spit bobbing your head up and down. While you were busy with that he lifts up his mask to his nose and sticks out his tongue to lick a large stripe from your ass to clit, finally relieving you as your head falls back against the soft cushions of the petals.

His first taste of you. He goes wild. Biting at your inner thighs and kissing his way to your sex. Spit is falling from his lips all over your pussy as his mouth travels up and down to every crevice of your vagina. The sinful sounds echo across the eerily silent forest as he plunges two of his spit covered fingers into you, the large size of them easily reaching deeper than your small dainty ones have ever. You’re unable to control your moans as he further stimulates your clit with his mouth and tongue while his fingers push and rub against your g-spot. Your juices drip against his chin mixing with his spit creating more and more fluid to rub all over his face. “Im gonna cum omg Simon fuck keep going”

“just like that baby cum all over me”. With one last curl of his fingers against your walls you feel yourself let go releasing a waterfall of your cum in his mouth and drenching his face in the process. He laps you up like a dog starved of thirst “mmh good fucking slut, gonna reward you now. Stuff my whore nice and full with this dick”

His hands grab your hips flipping you over with a soft thud, pulling your ass flush against his stiff cock positioning your back into a deep arch. He enters you in one swift go smacking your ass as he thrusts in and out. Your nails grip into the petals the same way his did on your ass forming crescent shaped marks across your plump skin. You were sure to wake up with marks everywhere tomorrow, from bites to bruises.

“Ahhh so good, nice and full now aren’t you, fuckin’ slut was waiting for this to happen weren’t you, probably fell on purpose, wore this tight suit hoping I’d just fuck you”

“Yesyesyes please let me cum please sir” “let go baby”

Once again you fall apart on Simons cock tightening and pulsing around the thick intrusion. He drives into you harder getting closer to cumming as you go dumb on his dick. His hand pushes your face into the comfort of the silky petals and your a drooling mess, with the only thought in your head being the way his cook feels inside of you as his balls slap loud and heavily against your clit. The feeling of your wet channel tightening from the overstimulation of his pumping has him reaching his climax, one last hard inward thrust of his hips has him releasing his hot load in you, the amount almost inhumane as it starts spilling out onto the sides of his cock, a white foamy ring of your mixed cum reaching the base.

He gently pulls out, eyes fixated on the heavenly sight of his cum oozing out from your hole, running down your clit to the petals you lay on. Your laying there like a descended angel with dazed eyes..and the last thing you remember is seeing Simon remove his jacket and crawl over towards you, gently placing a kiss on your forehead.

(unedited)

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stinkyme · 7 months

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Hello! This is the version with Atsushi! I hope you like it and enjoy it! :D <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, usage of they/them & partner, one usage of Y/N by Kenji, jealousy, reader is assigned mission with Dazai where they have to be pretend couple, Dazai as a tw of his own*, members place bets and tease Atsushi, a bit possessive Atsushi, sex in a hotel room (with Atsushi), against the wall, in the bathroom/in front of a mirror, rougher sex, marking (no mentions of marks left behind), reassurance (reader), creampie, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

* thank you spenny for reminding me of this important tw with that one fic of yours :3

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Jealousy sex || Atsushi Nakajima x Reader

This was the worst.

"Is the plan clear?" Ranpo asks, his head directed towards you and Dazai.

"Cleaaaar!~" Dazai says happily as he wraps his arm around you.

"Hold on a second, why is he the one who gets to go as their partner when I am right here?" Atsushi asks, a bit confused.

"This is no time to get jealous wits, Atsushi!" Dazai says playfully as he squeezes you closer to him.

He was the worst. Ugh.

"I am not jealous, I simply don't understand." he says with wide eyes, voice calm.

"Because Dazai is more experienced with these types of missions, nothing personal." Ranpo explains calmly before he continues eating his candy.

"More experienced, do you hear that?" Dazai leans his face close to yours, shamelessly winking.

"Yosano, can't you go instead of me? Please?" you give her pleading eyes, voice desperate.

"Absolutely not, plus...I think this will be fun." she says teasingly and you sigh out.

"There is no time for having fun, we have a mission to accomplish here. I understand your struggle, but if you can't do it due to personal dislikes, then you are not cut to work in the Detective Agency." Kunikida says sternly, his demeanor serious and professional.

Atsushi and you look at each other, smiling nervously as you nod.

"Fine. I will do it." you finally say it, feeling defeated.

"Yaaaay! We will have so much fun together, won't we?" Dazai asks happily as he squishes your cheeks. Atsushi coughs politely, making his presence known.

"Ah, don't worry Atsushi, I will take really good care of them for you." Dazai says in a lower, challenging tone, giving Atsushi a teasing gaze.

"Please don't. Knowing how most of your work partners end up being, I would rather you not." you say in almost inaudible tone as you finally free yourself from his grip. Dazai puts his hands on his hips, pouting as if he was really offended.

"Well anyways, wear something pretty tonight. Gotta look elegant." he says in a regular tone and you nod.

As if he can look elegant. This will be a disaster.

~ Later at the party

Well, Dazai could look decently elegant, oddly enough. He was really good at talking, unsurprisingly, and the two of you landed as a real couple, getting all the information you needed.

Everything was going smoothly so far, besides Dazai being overly touchy. He wasn't inappropriate by any means, but you wish this could be toned down a bit for Atsushi's sake.

On the other hand, poor Atsushi was receiving blows left and right by his coworkers.

"I would never let somebody cling onto my sweet Tanizaki like that, no matter what!" Naomi yelled at him, while clinging on Tanizaki's arm.

Why was she even here again?

"Wow they would make a really good couple actually. It's okay to get jealous, you know?" Yosano teased him while sipping on her red wine.

"It seems like you got a competition. Mentor versus his accomplice, who will win? Want me to tell you? I already know." Ranpo teased in a regular tone, even though he was highly amused.

"Come on, be serious." Kunikida scolded them.

"We can make them fight later, wanna place bets? Mine is on Dazai." said Tanizaki while Kyouka nodded, giving him some money for Dazai's side.

"Kyouka! Really?!" Atsushi asked her, obviously nervous and hurt by her little betrayal.

"Guys, I am sure Y/N loves Atsushi deeply, they would never leave him for Dazai!" Kenji reassured softly, regardless of giving money on Dazai's side.

"Pay me with candy!" Ranpo says loudly as he points his lollypop at Tanizaki.

"Cut it out already!" Kunikida yells at them before he gets twenty bucks out of his pocket.

"Anyone got fives?" he asks regardless, wanting to participate in a bet.

"I have ten, I will place it for both of us." Yosano says happily as she gives Tanizaki the money.

Atsushi lets out an exhausted sigh, observing how Dazai's hand was resting around your waist. He definitely didn't like that, but for the sake of this mission - he remains silent.

However, the way he watches you kiss Dazai's cheek while laughing wholeheartedly makes his blood boil, just a little bit.

~ In the hotel room

"That went well, surprisingly." you sigh out as you lock the door. The room is semi-dark, and Atsushi immediately clings on you, hands squeezing your waist. He rests his head on your chest, pulling you as close as possible.

"What's all of this about?" you ask with a soft smile as he looks up, leaning his head closer to yours.

"I missed you." he whispers, swiftly placing his lips on yours, kissing you greedily and messily. Your eyebrows twitch from suddenness as you close your eyes, returning the kiss. He sucks your lip between his teeth a bit roughly, while his tongue brushes over it in a softer manner.

You gasp in a little as he pushes you against the wall, his body pressing onto yours as his hands greedily squeeze and caress your body. He swiftly cuts through your clothes with his claws, letting it fall off your body, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.

"Atsushi!" you say a bit louder as you break the kiss.

"We will take care of it later." he says a bit breathlessly as he immediately puts his lips back on yours, parting them as your tongues brush over each other in a passionate, messy manner. Atsushi's hands squeeze your waist tightly, his fingernails digging into a soft skin. You let out a muffled whimper in his mouth as he slowly moves his hands down, sliding your underwear off of your hips and letting it fall on your ankles.

You swiftly unbuckle his belt and undo his pants as he unbuttons his shirt, lips not parting away from yours. He clumsily drops his pants to the side as he takes them off himself and you slide his shirt down his arms, letting it fall behind him. Your hands squeeze his shoulders as he pushes his body into yours, his hard, clothed cock pressing on your lower tummy.

The cold wall sends shivers down your spine as your hands fall on his waist, dropping lower to his hips as you pull his boxers down. Your kiss grows even more passionate, breathless even as he kicks his boxers to the side, his hands pushing you further into the wall by your hips. You caress his scar very gently and he lets out a muffled whimper of his own, that gets drowned by your kiss.

He messily pulls away, breaking the kiss as he pants heavily, gulping for air. You try to take deeper breaths in as your own breathing is incoherent and quick. Atsushi sneaks his hands between your legs, using his palm to push you into the wall by your lower tummy as his finger steadily and gently circles on your clit. You let out a soft whimper as his skin feels cold, but it sends sweet sensations through your body.

He leans in, placing quick and starved kisses all over your neck as his other hand holds you by your hip. He slowly moves down, roughly kissing and as gently as possible biting into your chest area. You let out a louder whimper as he keeps drawing circles on your clit, your pussy leaking more and more precum.

He swiftly moves his fingers to your inner lips, wetting his fingertips and brings them back to your clit. You let out a shaky moan as it feels even better now, especially as he starts sucking on one of your nipples, sliding his tongue over it. You cup his face with your hands, feeling his jaw move and flex as his sucking on your nipple becomes a bit rougher.

Atsushi moves his hand away from your waist, placing it on your inner thigh and sliding it to the backside of it. He slowly lifts it up, letting it rest on the area between his biceps and forearm. He moves his attention to your other nipple in the meantime, sucking on it in a less rough manner than previously.

He moves his fingertips away from your clit and pumps his cock couple of times as you angle your hips a bit forward, giving him easier access. Atsushi aligns his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside as he gasps, letting go of your nipple. You let out a mellow gasp of your own as he begins thrusting slowly, his cock almost immediately twitching inside of you. You wrap your arms around his neck as he places his lips on yours again; your kiss heavy and hard to keep up as little moans escape both of your throats.

"I am so glad this is finally over." he whispers, voice slightly shaking.

"We still have a mission tomorrow." you say a bit breathless as you place a quick kiss on his lips, a soft whimper escaping your lips. Atsushi tenses up, squeezing the underside of your thigh he was holding as his thrusts become quick and rougher. The sudden change as his cock keeps pressuring and sliding over your sweet spot makes you choke out a few louder moans. Atsushi leans his lips closer to your neck, gently sucking in the portion of your skin between his teeth. The way he is sucking on your flesh becomes rougher, as his little fangs dig into your skin. You clench around his cock, making him let out an open-mouth whimper, his teeth still holding your soft flesh between them.

He moves his other hand between your bodies, placing two of his fingertips on your clit, again drawing little circles over it. Your hips twitch forward as a louder moan escapes you, but the rough pace of his hips slams yours against the wall, over and over again.

He moves his bites to your collarbone and chest area, his own filthy, shaky whimpers vibrating inside his throat as he sucks on your skin. His cock keeps on stimulating your g-spot perfectly, the position of your hips making you even more sensitive than usual. His fingers move in medium, a bit slower pace on your clit, creating a perfect balance with sensations.

Atsushi bites rougher into the skin of your chest, greedily sucking on it and earning a few sharp gasps from you. It feels as if your skin was bruising, a tingling sensation spreading in all areas he was biting and sucking on. He finally lets go of your skin, gulping for air as little whines squeeze out of his throat.

You feel the swirl of heat forming inside your lower tummy and it spreads everywhere beneath your skin, coming and going in teasing waves. Your hands fall on his shoulders, barely holding on. Your head drops between Atsushi's shoulder and neck as the pace of his hips speeds up, producing loud, wet sounds each time the base of his cock kisses your pussy.

You weakly lift your head, biting into the area where it was previously resting on and Atsushi lets out a shaky moan as yours gets muffled by his skin. His pace on your clit slows down even more, teasing you. Your eyes feel heavy and tired as you feel a knot of heat unraveling inside your tummy, making your whole body weak. Your hips try to follow his as the stimulation on your clit makes it hard to hold still.

"I really hate this whole thing." Atsushi chokes his words out, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration as his hips speed up even more, slamming your ass into the wall behind you. Your pussy clenches around him tightly, earning a long, sharp whine of his.

"Me too." you let out weakly, finally letting go of his poor flesh. More heat spreads inside your body as you feel quick waves of orgasm approaching. His cock keeps stimulating all of your sweet spots inside as his fingertips circle on your clit. You choke out moans and whimpers, body sore. Atsushi gives you an irritated look, lips a bit parted as his sounds subside for a moment.

"You didn't seem to when you were laughing and kissing him." he says bitterly, giving you one sharp, deeper thrust that makes you gasp loudly as your orgasm slowly begins to unravel inside your lower tummy. You try to speak up, but all that comes out are loud, shaky moans as your legs tremble, the warmth overwhelming you. Your pussy clenches and relaxes around Atsushi's cock in fast intervals, making him choke out a few breathy, guttural whimpers.

Your orgasm reaches its peak and your head falls on Atsushi's chest as you breathe quickly, the knot in your tummy unraveling and turning in heavy waves. He moves his fingertips away from your clit as your climax slowly melts away, your breathing calming down as well. His thrusts become slower as you lift your head, finally speaking to him.

"That didn't mean anything. It was a mission and truthfully, I was thinking of you and our moments the whole time so I could land it to be realistic." you speak up softly as Atsushi looks away, his thrusts gentle, but still make your hips twitch from time to time.

"Don't tell me that you really think I like Dazai.." you almost gasp, your expression molding into slight disgust. He keeps looking away, his hips still. You cup his cheeks as you make him look at you.

"Absolutely not! That's ridiculous to even think about. I am sorry if it came off that way, but I promise you that you're the only one for me." you speak softly, delicately stroking his cheeks with your fingertips. Atsushi gives you a small smile and nods. You gently push him away, his cock sliding out of your pussy as you do.

"I have an idea." you say with a little smile as you take his hand, making him follow you to the bathroom. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in, placing a passionate, needy kiss on his lips. He returns the passion and neediness, his hands squeezing your waist tightly. You end up in front of a mirror as you pull away, turning around and arching your back for him while resting your hands on the sink.

"You should watch me." you whisper, voice low and alluring.

"Watch..you?" he tilts his head a bit, voice soft.

"Yeah. Watch how good you make me feel." you smile at him and he gulps, a bit hesitant. He slowly comes closer to you, aligning his cock with your inner lips, a dim whimper slipping past his lips. He slowly slides his cock inside, both of you letting out sweet gasps. He puts his hands on your waist as he begins thrusting, pulling your body towards him to meet his hips.

You keep watching him in the mirror, his pretty face revealing pleasure while whimpers and little whines escape his throat. His grip on your waist tightens, almost as if he wants to burn his own touch into your skin, getting rid of Dazai's. His thrusts become faster, his pelvic area slapping your ass, producing loud sounds. His eyes are fixated on your face as he watches the pleasure on your face.

His cock keeps pressuring your sweet spots inside, your moans echoing through the whole bathroom. He leans his face closer, his thrust becoming short and quick as he does. He places soft kisses all over your back, giving you a few bites in between. His eyes don't leave your face in the mirror, fixated on you as his kisses and bites send goosebumps through your whole body.

He slides one of his hands between your legs, gently spreading them a bit more before his fingertips find your clit once more. You let out a sharp gasp out as he begins circling his fingers on your clit, his thrusts deeper and more demanding now. Atsushi keeps on kissing your back, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. Your legs become shaky as you try your hardest to keep a good grip on the sink. More precum leaks down your pussy, sending a ticklish sensation to your lower tummy.

Atsushi lets out a high-pitched whine before biting into your shoulder blade, his eyes half-lidded, but still fixated on you. He kisses your burning shoulder blade before he continues painting your skin in his bites and kisses, whispering "mine" in between each of those.

"Mine." soft kiss.

"Mine." a little bite.

"Mine." a quick lick with his tongue.

"Mine." rougher bite.

"Mine." shaky kiss.

"Mine." kitten lick.

"Mine." a delicate sucking on your skin.

"Mine." another trembling kiss.

"All mine."

Your pussy keeps clenching around him, almost waking him up from his trance as he gives you a needy look in the mirror.

"See, you are the only one who can make me feel this good." you say with a weak smile, voice quieter as pleasure overwhelms you. Atsushi kisses your back one last time before he lifts himself a bit, his fingers still stimulating your clit perfectly. His thrusts become a bit longer, but equally deep and quick.

Your legs feel weaker as tingling heat keeps on swirling inside your lower tummy. You arch your back a bit more, pushing your ass into his pelvic area and make his thrusts deeper, even more stimulating. Heavy moans escape your throat as you feel your orgasm approaching, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as it feels intense. Atsushi keeps up his movement on your clit as well as with his thrusts, panting heavily as dry, broken whimpers escape his throat.

Your pussy keeps on tightening and relaxing around him, as you are on the edge of your orgasm. You can barely keep yourself up, your head falling down. Atsushi slides his other hand to your jaw, holding it up for you as his lickerish eyes need to see more. You keep a breath in, almost unconsciously as your climax finally crosses the edge, making your lower tummy twist in strong, hot waves. You let a breath out, your moans picking up quickly as your release feels intense, your knees becoming weak.

Atsushi lets out sharp whines of his own, his cock twitching inside of you, prolonging your orgasm as it keeps pressuring your g-spot. He lets go of your clit and you gasp out as your climax slowly melts away, your body sore and shaky. Atsushi slows down his thrusts just for a moment, only to give an open-mouth lick that turns into a bite and ends up with a kiss to each of your waistlines. He straightens himself, sliding his hands on your hips as he speeds up his movement, panting deeply and heavily as his own orgasm approaches.

His cock keeps on twitching inside of you, and you can feel a little amount of precum sliding down your pussy. Atsushi digs his fingernails into your hips, pulling them towards him as he makes a couple more fast, needy thrusts. The blissful look on your pretty face accompanied with your sweet sounds sends him over the edge.

A sharp whine echoes through the bathroom as his hips become unsteady, a whip of cum filling your sensitive cunt. You let out a breathy and shaky moan as Atsushi's thrusts slow down as he rides out his own release. His breathing is heavy as he slides his cock in and out of you a few more times, slowly pulling out. You slowly straighten up, your legs feeling weak and shaky. Atsushi immediately hugs you, caressing your sore back. He gently directs you to the bathtub, helping you sit down.

"I am sorry, I was a bit rough." he says quietly, a nervous smile appearing on his face.

"I don't mind. I am sorry for giving you the wrong impression." you reply softly, smiling warmly at him.

You set up the water to a temperature both of you enjoyed while adding all the nice, bubbly things for a lovely bath. Atsushi slowly sits down, his eyes widening for a moment as he feels the water covering his body. He looks at you, eyes softening as he sighs out.

"No..it's me. I just...I got...it's just…I was..." he nervously tries to explain.

"Jealous?" you smile cheekily at him. He lets out a little panicky, almost defeated noise.

"I guess I was. I am sorry, that was immature." he sighs out, his tone a bit embarrassed as he gives you an apologetic look.

"That's okay, but I assure you that I love you and only you." you say in a gentle tone as you cup his face, planting it in countless kisses to make up for lack of affection. You spend the next few hours bathing and giving each other very needed love and affection.

The End :) <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3

Thank you so much for all the love and support, it truly means a lot to me! :D <3

Forehead kisses for everyone :3

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jinwoosungs · 10 days

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{ 150 }

snooze.

jinwoo sung x fem.reader

{ i can’t lose when i’m with you | how can i snooze and miss the moment? | you just too important | nobody do body like you do... }

you lived for making your boyfriend blush-

even if it seemed like such an impossible feat to accomplish.

your beloved was none other than sung jinwoo himself, the powerful s-rank hunter who became known as the strongest in the world within what seemed like a few short months.

you suppose that you were lucky, managing to capture his heart from before he even became subjected to the system's influence, remaining by his side when he first confessed to you as the weakest hunter in the world.

"i k-know that i'm not that handsome, or strong, or even that brave, really... but... just know that i love you the most. i would do anything to protect you."

you bask in the memory of his confession, admiring how cute he looked as a pink blush dyes his cheeks, making it a much rosier hue. you always loved gazing into his grey eyes while admiring the pure love he held for you within such a gaze-

but that all changes the moment he reawakens, now turned into a force that should not be reckoned with through his abilities of leveling up alone.

gradually, he loses the prior roundness of his face, his features becoming much sharper and more defined. along with this change, he steadily began to get taller- not stopping his growth until he reached the 6'2" mark.

now towering over you instead of just being a mere few inches taller than you, jinwoo basks in the way you became so flustered around him. his voice had gotten deeper, losing the prior meekness he once had. jinwoo now walked and talked with a confidence when interacting with the other hunters-

but deep down, you knew that he was still the same man you fell in love with; the one whom you loved even while he was a mere e-rank.

which was why you made it your life's mission to embarrass him (just to humble him a little bit!)

currently, you were walking towards the building where his guild was located, carrying with you his lunch that you had made for him consisting of all his favorite foods. with the food packed neatly within the containers, you take confident strides towards his office.

jinho greets you upon seeing you, giving you a bow while leading you to where jinwoo was. after thanking him, the vice-president leaves you alone, as you knock against jinwoo's door.

"come in." his stern voice was heard, making you smile in response.

you open the door and greet him eagerly, holding up the lunch you packed for him with a wide grin.

"hello, love. i made some food for you!"

immediately, jinwoo's expression changes from a mask of indifference to pure joy at the sight of you.

you bask in the way jinwoo's grey eyes seemed to light up in response, with him even making an effort to come meet you as he stands from his seat. closing the door behind you, a tiny grin paints your features when you give him his bag of food. he gives you a kiss against your forehead, thanking you for cooking for him as he places the bag on his desk.

with jinwoo distracted, you let out a giggle before running towards him, wrapping your arms around his front while nuzzling your face against his back.

"wha- sarang?! what are y-you doing?"

you continue giggling while breathing in his scent. "it doesn't matter how strong you get, you're still such a dork."

"a d-d-d-dork?!" jinwoo's voice cracks just the tiniest bit, making you burst out into uncontrollable laughter, wrapping your arms even tighter around him.

"yes, you're a d-d-d-dork!" you tell him between bouts of laughter.

jinwoo stiffens in response to your teasing, but still places his hand over yours in an affectionate manner.

"i am not a dork." you could practically hear the pout in his voice, feeling proud that you were able to make him flustered.

despite how much he had changed on the outside-

his heart still remained the same.

"you're such a cute dork..." you continue to tease him, feeling him stiffen again. despite how you had your face still pressed against his back, you could practically picture how red his face had gotten, being certain that the blush had even spread to the tip of his ears.

jinwoo begins to stutter in response, stating incomprehensible words as you grin at him in response.

pressing a kiss against his back, you sigh before telling him, "you're the cutest man in the world... i love you."

that was the final straw for jinwoo. he uses his strength to unwrap your arms around him, making you gasp as you found yourself being lifted up within his powerful embrace.

your face began to heat up in response when jinwoo presses you against the wall of his office, eyes glowing purple as a smirk decorates his features.

"i'm going to show you how i am not cute... that i am a man that can make you fall to your knees for me."

and as you feel him delving his fingers into your hair, kissing you so deeply that you found it harder to breathe-

you figured you should tease him more often if this was the response you would always get ♡

a.n. - whew, double updates as i enjoy the rest of my weekend. after this post, i may take a few days off to catch up on school work, since i have presentations and exams coming up 😭. i'll be back soon, just have patience, and i thank you for all you readers who recently followed me and enjoy my works!

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

#sung jinwoo x reader #jinwoo sung x reader #sung jinwoo x you #jinwoo sung x you #solo leveling x reader #sung jinwoo #jinwoo sung #.stories

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dilfguzzler · 8 months

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simon "ghost" riley nsfw alphabet!

f!reader

feel free to send requests! (price and ghost)

over 18's only please

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

i think he can be kind of overwhelmed after sex. like i think he is definitely in need of reassurance and kisses and cuddles. he just needs a bit of time to get back to himself, especially if it was rougher

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

dude is shredded and he knows it so i think he can really appreciate his arms like his biceps. he's a big boy and knows that you like his muscles and his strength

honestly, simon can't think of anything that isn't his favourite part of you. you're his favourite everything, he doesn't know if he could ever pick just one thing.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

will cum on you, literally anywhere. just loves to see his cum all over you, claiming you

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

wants to fuck you in the ass. is slightly hesitant ever bringing it up cos he's a big boy and would never want to hurt you

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he's had a few experiences, but not much. sex is a very intimate thing for him, and he doesn't often show that side of him to anyone.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

loves doggy tbh. loves pulling you up against him, kissing your neck and having you turn your head to kiss him. he likes how close you feel

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

this man is the king of jokes, so if the moment presents itself for a joke, he will not shy away from it even if he's balls deep inside you.

but for the most part he's, not serious per se, but this time with you is important to him so he's not fucking around too much

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

definitely keeps it under control but doesn't spend a lot of time on it. just keeps it tamed

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

as i said before, sex is a time of intimacy with you. he feels connected to you, not only through your bodies but also in the mind. it's important and he needs the time to be connected to you, to be able to share his love for you through this act. especially since he's not great with words

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

yes, when he's away he jerks whenever he needs. although if he knows the mission is short he'll be a bit of a masochist and hold off until he gets home to you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he has a praise kink 100%. loves to be told verbally that he's pleasing you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

where does he not fuck, y'know.

against walls, in the shower, on the couch, over the counter, in bed, on the floor... that one time against the front door after getting home from dinner

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

knowing that this is his best opportunity to show you how much he loves you. simon's aware he's not the best communicator, not the best at saying how he feels. so if he can fuck you, make love to you in such a way that he can be sure you know how he feels, then he feels accomplished

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

will not hurt you. at all. he might be a bit rough, but will never do anything to even slightly cause you pain. sex is about love and intimacy for him, and he does not hurt those he loves.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he loves receiving tbh. loves it, not even because of the pleasure it gives him, but just because he loves to feel how much you love him through this act. something that gives you no pleasure (although you'd disagree because his pleasure is your pleasure, and sucking his cock is as close to heaven you've ever felt), that you do just for him. it's special to him

not to say he doesn't love eating your cunt. omg he could spend hours eating you out (and he has)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

sometimes he can come home really pent up and just need a release and in those moments he fucks and he fucks hard (these are the times he needs the most comfort and reassurance after, he needs to be reassured he didn't hurt you)

i think most of the time he likes to take his time and really give it his all, make sure that you've cum at least 3 times before he even thinks about his own release

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he has nothing against a good quickie. although as said previously he likes to be able to take his time. but if that's not possible he will fuck you whenever and break-neck speed

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he's up to experimenting with whatever you want as long as it doesn't involve hurting you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

god he can go for hours. he has a lot of self-control too and is able to last for as long as he wants

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he's not much of a man for toys. he likes to use his body to please you when he's with you. but he does enjoy the thought of you using your own toys while he's away to get off

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he's a straight to the point man, doesn't like to be teased and hasn't much interest in teasing you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

breathy moans and grunts. absolute filth comes out of his mouth when he's in a certain mood

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

will always try to avoid wearing his mask around you. and definitely not during sex. he wants you to only know simon, not ghost. ghost is the one who is capable of pure darkness.

no matter how much you assure him you love all sides of him, he still wants to keep ghost and his job as far away as possible from you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

big boy. big big boy with big big balls <3

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

honestly, not that high. when he comes back from missions he feels like he never wants to stop fucking you, but as he calms down a bit, he's pretty satisfied and won't need much

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

once he's sure you're ok, and his mind has stopped racing, he can chill out a bit and relax but he's a bad sleeper. he barely sleeps ever, but these are the only times he comes close to the best sleep he is capable of

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #cod mw2 #cod #cod mw2 x reader #simon riley smut #ghost smut

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my-soupy-brain · 2 months

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feeling horny at work and telling Ted you need his d (just to watch him blush)

Let's just get into this because I am SERIOUSLY unhinged today. I think he'd go a little nuts but you know damn well you'd make up or it. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (F)

Warnings: SMUT

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You leaned next to Ted at the coffee maker, smiling as you poured your cups.

"Hi honeybunch," he smiles at you.

"Hi, sweetie," you answer, your eyes sparkling. He could get lost in your sweet gaze.

"How's your day goin'?" he asked politely.

"OK. I need your dick though," you murmur into your coffee mug, making Ted almost spit-take his.

"What?"

"I gotta go back to my office. Those pressers aren't gonna write themselves."

He watched you sway through the doorway, your lusty eyes looking at him before you left his vision. He stays leaning on the counter, his cock twitching in his pants. He tries to will it down, closing his eyes and meditating.

Except when he closes his eyes, he sees you on your knees, his khakis bunched around his thighs, his hands holding your hair back as you gulp him down.

He adjusts his pants and heads upstairs for the meeting.

...

You're part of the same meeting and you see Higgins and Rebecca talking near her desk, and Ted sitting on Rebecca's office couch.

Just for fun, you lean over to set down your binders, letting Ted see a complete view of your lacy push-up bra and the dark shadows of cleavage in your blouse.

When you sit down, your skirt hikes up and you bounce your heel as it hangs off your toes, nibbling on the end of a pen.

Ted shifts his hips in his seat, his eyes combing every inch of you, thinking about what you said a little while ago.

You take out your phone and text him, a photo of yourself, your skirt hiked, your blouse open, biting your lip -- you took it earlier in the bathroom.

You: Still want your cock...

Ted hears his alert, pulls his phone out and looks at it, audibly gulping. He bites his lip, blushes and looks at you.

Ding! Your phone rings back.

Ted: You keep that up, I'm gonna split you in half when we get home.

You suck in a breath and Ted's dark eyes flash over at you, watching as you respond. Your lips curl into a smirk.

You: I think you're trying to threaten me but you're making me gush where you want it most. Mission accomplished, sir.

Ted's phone chimes and he coughs, trying to hide the immediate reaction of blood rushing to his dick.

"Y/N? Ted? You can go. We have some logistics to figure out before we can talk next steps," Rebecca says, focusing her eyes back on Higgins.

Ted nods and ducks out of the room. You smile and wave, picking up your binders and heading out.

On your way to Ted's office to see him, you feel a tug on your elbow into the boot room. Ted closes the door, shuts the shade, and pushes your body against the door with a rough, passionate kiss.

You're breathing thick pockets of air through your noses as you kiss, his hands hungry and desperate, sneaking in through the top open buttons of your blouse to touch you. His left hand climbs under your skirt and over the soft flesh of your ass.

"Goddamnit, darlin'," Ted huffs, his lips on your neck. "What'chu doin' to me up there?"

You giggle as his lips connect to the skin under your ear, his breath hot and heavy.

"I was just teasin' ya, of course..."

His hand squeezes your ass, and you clench at how powerful he feels.

"You're gonna pay dearly for that, sugar," he murmurs, his hand rubbing between your thighs, making your breath catch in your throat. Your hips move in tandem motion with his hand, grinding for friction.

"Oh, fuck..." you gasp, the teasing and hunger of his energy driving your desire like a fucking engine.

His fingers move faster, pressing, teasing... His lips return to yours, and he smiles wickedly when he feels your body tremble.

And then he pulls his hand away.

"N-n-no, no, come back," you beg, your body humming with arousal. You were so close to coming and after all this playing today, you need release.

Ted holds up his finger and tocks it back and forth.

"Mmm, I don't think so. I'm gonna make ya wait, babydoll," Ted says, his hands caging your head against the door as he gazes down at you. "When we get home... well... the gloves come off."

Your eyes flutter closed as you gulp. Two hours. Two hours left of torture.

Ted's lips return to your neck, feather-light, then move up to your ear.

"I'm thinkin' we'll eat dinner in bed. If I have my way, you won't be walkin' off that mattress tonight."

Your body ruts against the door and he chuckles. Another kiss to your lips and a sexy gaze from his dark eyes.

"Now get back to work, sweetpea," Ted says, lifting up the blinds, opening the door, and watching you dazily wander back to your office.

Tonight is going to be one for the books.

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WOOOOO! Do we need a part two? I think we might. Ted is gonna absolutely do DAMAGE in the best way when he gets you home. Oooof! Thanks for this prompt, friend! Fun, sexy, flirty. I'm here for it.

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso x you #ted lasso smut

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deer-with-a-stick · 9 months

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Idk if the people complaining about the BG3 endings are D&D players or not but like...this does feel like the ending of a campaign y'know. Sacrifices are made, people are stubborn and time is short so sometimes you have to choose between npcs who could have worked together but won't, and the thing with character arcs.

If you finished them, the companions' arcs are complete emotionally I think (except for Karlach rip, although I hope Larian does make up for it. Late-addition I guess :/). Lae'zel breaks free of her indoctrination, Shadowheart discovers who she is and now has the choice to decide who she can be, Astarion's learned enough things about himself that he's almost a completely different character by the end of it, Gale's gotten over Mystra and over his constant need to be better and stronger (this is all assuming the "Good Endings"), Wyll's broken his pact with Mizora and it makes sense for his character to keep trying to help people, whether that's by becoming the Blade of Avernus or otherwise.

Life goes on after the campaign ends. Characters move on, and for characters like the BG3 ones, where it ended at level 12, it makes sense that they wouldn't settle down in a place to chill and have a fairytale ending. They have the last tiny part of their stories to complete.

I think the reason it funnels a little right at the big moment (where it ends up being "Choose Orpheus or the Emperor," and "Choose who to become the illithid or let Gale explode") is because for these big last boss fights, there tends to have to be a sacrifice. I know there might be some bugs or whatnot, or people wanted more knowledge about what was going to happen to everyone else, but this is still a roleplaying game? Should I remind you that in BG3, you are, in fact, roleplaying as Tav/Origin Character?

That's the reason why you learn more about what a companion does after defeating the Netherbrain if you play as them and why if you play as Tav, you don't know what comes next.

For the few D&D campaigns I've played, at the end of it, it's always just been the players deciding individually what happens to the characters. Sometimes, they've died. Sometimes, they've continued adventuring and end up making appearances in the next campaigns, and sometimes they just had their fairytale ending. (From what I've seen the ending is quite a bit bugged and once Larian fixes that it'll probably please a bunch of people. My thoughts are incredibly disjointed right now but hjkrhlakjsdfh)

Those open-ended endings are good, I think. Lae'zel's always been a fighter, regardless of whether it was because of Vlaakith or not. She's always been steadfast in her beliefs and will stop at nearly nothing to make sure she accomplishes what she's set her mind to. She's got a code of honor, even if that code might skew towards "evil," so it makes complete sense that she would want to return to the Astral Plane to stop Vlaakith. What becomes of her and her mission, we don't know, because Tav, in that moment, is not in the Astral Plane with Lae'zel.

Shadowheart's arc was about reclaiming herself, so to speak. And that's hard when you've been brainwashed by a goddess for the majority of your life. Ironically, the whole theme of "Loss" is always prevalent, whether it's because she serves Shar or because she's let her parents go. Unlike Lae'zel, her purpose now is something vague: live your life. She doesn't know what exactly to do, so she heads off by herself. She doesn't know where she's going exactly, and so therefore Tav wouldn't either.

Astarion's ending pissed people off, and I do kind of wish that if you kept Gale's True Resurrection scroll, you could cure him, but it makes sense I suppose. If you kept him from becoming Vampire Ascendent, it signifies that he's finally free of Cazador and that he's finally free of his near all-consuming quest for power. The ability to walk in the sun is a power, and when he burns after the tadpoles die, it's because he's given up that power earlier, but is a better person because of that. I believe that if you do an Astarion Origin ending, it turns out that he heads to the Underdark to lead the vampire spawn because he's taking responsibility. He's becoming a leader where Cazador had been a tyrant

For Gale, his entire storyline is just him walking on a knife's edge. He's somewhere between desperately trying to live and trying to find some convenient time to die, between loving Mystra and hating her, between wanting more power and being content with what he has. The end (find the crown, give it to mystra) is a fitting ending I think. I honestly don't think Mystra's a very good goddess to hold the attention of, but he realizes that a) he's got a little obsessive and b) he doesn't need more power and that he'll be content just to be Gale Dekarios. So it makes sense for him to quite literally just settle down somewhere. He doesn't have the urge to make himself stronger and better constantly, and he won't end up killing all of Waterdeep. He's free to live at home, do wizard things, and have Tara yell at him for poor life choices.

And Wyll's Blade of Avernus ending makes sense (even if he didn't sell his soul to Mizora forever: I think you can get this ending if you save his father anyway). He's got his hero complex. His daddy issues aren't so much a problem and the pact is gone (you can break the pact and then hurry to the prison I believe), but he's going to keep fighting, keep being a hero. If Karlach's dying, he's definitely the kind of person to jump at the chance to help her, even if that means going to Avernus. Besides, he can keep killing demons and devils there.

I will agree that its a bit annoying (because again, I definitely think that Act 1 is the most thought-through and polished piece, and there are bugs abound in Act 2 and 3) but seeing Larian's response so far (we've got Patch 1 and 2 confirmed already, with the possibility of a DLC not off the table), people who were disappointed should still have hope.

Just be warned that the perfect fairy tale ending probably isn't possible, but your companions will still be happy. This isn't new: take LOTR for example. Faramir's father and brother are still dead, but at the end of everything, he'll still be happy. He'll have some more action when he cleans out Minas Ithil, but in the end, despite everything he's lost, he'll be happy. Frodo is heavily scarred by his experience, and perhaps it's not the best ending per say, by the end of the day, people and life move on, and we know that Frodo will be happy in Valinor.

(This is unfiltered rambling I'll probably edit or delete this later)

(This is also probably because I love the bittersweet endings, although I understand that most people probably hate them)

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starlight-writer · 11 months

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Randomly Cuddling Them

A/n: Hahaha hiiii (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）it's meeeee I'm baaaaack In all seriousness, I've been dealing with a shit ton of stuff and summer depression is kicking my ass. I'm sorry I haven't posted in ages even when I promised I would, I just haven't been able to motivate myself to write. I won't promise you guys a schedule or another fic anytime soon, but I will say that I have no intentions of deleting this blog or stopping writing all together. Just be patient with me and to those who have requested things, I'm sorry I haven't answered them. They'll all come in due time :) In the meantime, have some fluff to make you forget about your depression.

Warnings: none, fluff, slight angst(?)

Gn Reader Masterlist

Steven

Welcomes the cuddle with open arms

He'll ask if you’re ok a few times, just wanting to make sure his darling is feeling well

He'll pet your hair and start talking about his day or a new book he's read to fill the silence

"You wouldn't believe the ending though! The main character has to sacrifice his "

Just sort of talks about anything to fill the comfortable silence, hoping it'll distract you from anything that's stressing you out

Definitely playfully brags to Jake and Marc in the headspace during and after the cuddles

"They wanted to cuddle with me :D"

Once you're ready to pull away, he'll give you a kiss on the forehead and continue reading or whatever it was before, but keeps an eye on you

He isn't sure what brought on the cuddles, and while he loves them, he wants to make sure you're ok

If you start looking upset or frustrated with a task, he'll gently pull you away from whatever you're doing and sit you on the couch

"Lovey, you can finish it later, just sit with me for a bit yeah?"

He'll pull you into his chest and read aloud from his book or ramble about something to distract you

He'll play with your fingers, interlacing them and kissing your finger tips before holding your hand to his face

"Love you, darling"

He'll say in the sweetest voice, you'll forget all about the stresses of the day or the stresses of tomorrow

Mission accomplished

Marc

He's a little caught off guard, but pulls you into his arms eagerly

He'll never turn down cuddles (cough touch starved cough)

He'll run his fingers through your hair or rub his hand up and down your back

He'll ask if you're ok, but won't push past that

He'll stay silent unless you ask him to talk

"Uh... I saw a lizard earlier today. It reminded me of you cause it was cute :)"

He's trying his best

If you stay in his arms for a long period of time, he'll start to think something might be wrong so he'll start making really really bad jokes

"I went to the deli earlier and the sausage they gave me was the wurst :D"

He won't stop until you laugh and he's not above tickling you until you pee your pants

It's like he unlocks a little box inside his head of terrible jokes and playfulness just for the purpose of seeing you smile

After the cuddles session, he'll watch over you carefully

If you start looking stressed or tired or anything but relaxed, he'll pop off with another joke

"Ya know, babe, I used to hate facial hair. But then it grew on me."

Is that a frown on your perfect lips? Not on his watch

"I don't think I told you this before, but I used to be able to play piano by ear. Now I have to play it with my hands."

Eventually, if you start looking too stressed, he'll just pull you into another cuddle session

"Can't have my baby getting stressed."

He'll explain, kissing you on the forehead and shushing you if you try to leave

He'll carry you to bed or the couch, locking you underneath him with his head on your chest

"So comfy, might just fall asleep here."

He snores loudly, trying to coax a giggle or two out of you

And when you fall asleep from the warmth he gives off, he'll watch you with love in his eyes

"Goodnight, babe. I love you."

Jake

There're two ways this could go depending on how he feels

He could be very smug about it, hold you tightly to his chest, mutter things like 'poor bebito/a, so needy for their Papi~' and make sexual or teasing jokes to lighten the mood

Or he could hold you securely in his arms, run his fingers across your back, occasionally kiss your head, and ask in a hushed voice 'what's wrong, mi amor?'

He thrives on physical affection, so either way he's incredibly happy to give it to you

Whether it be a quick kiss, setting his hand on the small of your back as he walks by, resting his hand on your thigh as he drives, or just touching your knee with his in a crowded space, he loves all of it

And depending on why you suddenly held onto him, he'll be very attentive

If he's making jokes when you just want to be held, he'll pick up in it right away and mutter a small apology with a kiss

He'll hum a song he heard on the radio, he'll keep his breathing long and slow to help calm you down if needed, he'll even read you one of Steven's 'boring' books

He's like Marc in a way, they'll both do absolutely everything in their power to make you smile or laugh if the situation calls for it

If you've gotten your fill of cuddles and start to pull away, he'll pout and pull you back down, muttering something about feeling cold without you on top of him

Which is a lie, they run extremely hot which has cancelled many cuddle sessions in the summer because 'It's too hot, Jake! And don't give me those puppy eyes!'

He refuses to let you go until you explicitly tell him you want him to

He'll act all sad, but he lets you go after a passionate kiss

Openly watches you closely afterwards, determined to see any slip of annoyance or frustration so he can whisk you away to your shared room and cuddle the stress away

And the second your brow twitches in frustration, he's coming up behind you and hugging you

"Bebito/a, dance with me."

He'll say, already swaying to the music playing in his head

He'll spin you around and subtly drag you away from the chore or work you were doing with a charming smile and his swaying hips

When you've rested your head on his chest and sigh softly, following the shuffling of his feet and sway of his hips, he knows he's succeeded in calming you down

#marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #marc spector #marvel #jake lockley #moon knight #steven grant #jake lockley x gn!reader #marc spector x gn!reader #steven grant x gn!reader #starlight writes

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lvckyyz · 2 months

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mission accomplished | victorious

three demigods and one mission

the mission was given by hephaestus, god of blacksmiths and fire. he was robbed by two rebel cyclops who stole achilles’ battle equipment from his work place.

at the time hephaestus was working in a big project for the olympus and didn’t have time to search for his former employees, but thetis wouldn’t let him do anything before her son’s equipment was back at it’s place. the best solution he could think about was sending a mission to camp half blood and waiting until some demigods solve his problems.

» mission for a son of zeus, a daughter of athena and a daughter of nike

no one expected these three to be on the same team, but it was a special request from thetis (achilles’ mother) who thought they’d make the perfect team to bring back her son’s equipment.

poor daughter of athena found out she was going on a mission and got anxious, waking up at five in the morning to get ready and make sure everything would work according to the plan (a plan that neither zeus’ son nor nike’s daughter were aware of).

the daughter of nike wished she could have slept a little longer, but her siblings had another idea. it wasn’t even 4a.m when everyone cabin 17 were awake to start a kind of ritual to make sure she would be successful in her mission.

meanwhile cabin 6 and 17 were getting ready to go, the son of zeus didn’t look worried at all. maybe at this point he was already used to the gods asking him to do their work for them. he was taking so much time to get ready that the two girls considered leaving him behind (chiron wouldn’t let them though).

anyway, the first argument they’d have started before they even left the camp, and would only end when they came back. “who’s the leader?”, they never came to a conclusion… 🤷‍♀️

this team would have a lot of communication issues and would constantly try to outshine each other when it all started.

cabin 1, 6 and 17 are known for their leadership and fighting skills but we can say they have very different strategies that could cause some arguments from time to time.

the athena’s child would be the first to notice that they would die if they kept acting like that. she tried to make the other two behave but they didn’t pay attention to it, well…until they almost were killed by a minotaur, them they started considering that maybe she was right.

athena and nike almost set off fireworks from the olympus when their daughters cooperated with each other.

and the two girls became friends after some days, and just like their mothers, they made great fighting partners. the son of zeus was a bit more individualist and thought that a mission was supposed to be something serious, and not a “friendly adventure” like he said.

but he eventually opened up to the girls about his life as well

okay, NOW they are the perfect team. their abilities worked really well together, every monster or mythological creature that crossed their path was easily defeated.

the cyclops though weren’t that easy.

the team found them hiding in a gas station in the middle of nowhere with another one of them and two harpies.

nike’s daughter used her wings to get the harpies’ attention and flew away with them behind her to a place where the other two were waiting.

they killed them first and them went to the gas station to confront the cyclops.

they managed to kill two of them but at some point the son of zeus and the daughter of athena got hurt and they decided to just get what was stolen and go back to the camp.

success! the daughter of athena got achilles’ battle equipment while nike’s daughter was flying around with zeus’ son to distract the monster.

nike’s daughter ended up having to carry the other two until they found a bus that was going to Long Island.

back at camp half blood, they were welcomed by their siblings and chiron. they took the injured ones to the infirmary, where the apollo’s kids took care of them.

mr d. got into an argument with the nike’s daughter because she wouldn’t give the equipment to him until her new friends were feeling better.

she waited for the athena’s daughter and zeus’ son to fully recover so the three of them could complete their mission together.

thetis went to the camp herself to get her son’s equipment back and thank the demigods for their help.

there’s a big chance they kept being friends after the end of this quest.

⤷ author’s note:

yes, i’m pretending that i don’t have any request to write just so i can post this thing here☺️

just kidding, i will finish all the requests soon i promise! i’m sorry it’s taking so long, school is ruining everything😭but don’t worry, i think i’ll be able to finish some request this week!

also thank you for 200 followers!!💞

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Founding Frat Father

"Whewww FUCK yeah bro! Feels good to be a part of Alpha Alpha Beta! I gotta go recruit some more brothers, then we can party all night at the house!!"

"Cody" hyped himself up in the mirror. He looked, sounded, and acted just like a typical American frat bro. It'd be hard to believe only an hour or two ago, Cody was actually a computer science nerd who absolutely hated fraternities...

***

Earlier that same day...

Cody couldn't help but pat himself on the back as he watched the last moving truck drive away from the frat house. He had been hard at work for the past year and a half getting rid of all the fraternities at his college. Some were easy to get rid of, others required Cody to join and dismantle the organization from the inside out. It took him a lot of time and energy, but now that the only remaining members of Alpha Alpha Beta had moved out, the last frat standing had no choice but to disband.

"Ha! Checkmate, losers, and don't let the door hit you on the way out!"

Cody walked around the now empty frat house with a newfound confidence in his step. As he looked around the barren walls and empty rooms, it hit him just how much he accomplished within the last year. He couldn't stand the frats. In his mind, all frat bros did was party, drink, work out, and fuck. Cody made it his mission to get rid of the frats. He had a goal, and he accomplished it.

As Cody picked up his suitcase, he felt that he could breathe a lot easier now that the all the frats were gone. No need to worry about some jock bullying the little nerds like him anymore. Life was looking up for him! Cody then began walking towards the front door, but as he approached the exit, the doors suddenly slammed shut in front of him.

Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Cody heard a deep voice and quickly stepped back. His eyes darted around the room but saw no one.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Cody called out. He was met with an arrogant, hearty laugh.

I thought you were supposed to be some know-it-all genius! All that studying didn't mean shit in the end, huh? Why, you're only as smart as the rest of us!

Cody kept scanning the room while the voice belittled him. His eyes then landed on the center of the main living room, where the former Alpha Alpha Beta's insignia was still painted on the ground. The insignia was the fraternity's code of arms, and it had all the names of the founding fathers written on it like scripture. Cody was standing directly on it, and that was where he heard the voice the strongest.

"Oh, don't tell me. You're some fraternity bro spirit that's here to haunt me after what I did. Ooooo I'm soooo scared!!" Cody mocked the voice back. The voice went silent while Cody laughed. Only after he stopped did it resume.

The founding fathers had a vision of genuine, hardworking men that were bound by brotherhood. All you see is the fun stuff and you knock us down because of that. Sure, some brothers may go a little overboard, but we also install the values of philanthropy in these young men-

"Is this gonna keep going for a while?" Cody feigned a yawn. "I've got a bus to catch, so I can't stay for much longer."

You listen here, boy! Over my dead body are you just gonna leave after destroying what we've built up! You destroyed it, now you're gonna help us rebuild it!

"Ha! Yeah, totally, and who exactly are you supposed to be? Cuz I ain't helping you do shit!"

I am one of the original founding fathers Andrew D. Matthews, and you're about to be our new founding father!!

A man's head popped out of the ground. The sight of it made Cody scream in terror. The spirit then rose from the ground and made a beeline for Cody's gaping mouth. Cody fell to the floor as Andrew began forcing its way inside of him. He gagged as he felt his mouth and throat getting filled to the brim with the spirit. Andrew slithered its way down Cody, taking control of every cell in his body as it passed them by. Then with one final shlurp, Cody inhaled the tail of the spirit against his will. He kneeled over unconscious onto the ground.

Cody's scrawny body began to inflate now that it was taken over by the spirit. The liquidy spirit filled him up like water. Once Andrew got settled into its vessel, he began transforming the body. Suddenly, Cody's body began taking on muscle mass all over. He was once thin and frail, but now he was toned all over. His baby face disappeared as a thick black beard began growing in. Within minutes, Cody had become an exact replica of the spirit who possessed him.

"Fuck yeah! Feels so good to have real flesh again!!" Andrew said with his new host body. He had successfully possessed and transformed Cody to look like his old body back when he was alive. He rubbed his pecs and gave his growing cock a tug through his shorts. He ran his hand through his beard, and felt right at home as he felt his fingers getting caught in black curls.

Andrew caught a glimpse of himself in a nearby mirror, and proceeded to smirk and flex for the mirror. At the end of the day, he applauded Cody for all the hard work he put into disbanding all the fraternities. But unfortunately for Cody, as long the spirits of the founding fathers were still around, the fraternities were never gonna go away. And now that Cody was possessed by one of them, he had no choice but to sit back in his own subconscious and watch as his own body was forced to bring back the frats.

"Alright, time to get to work."

Andrew took a moment to focus his mind. He then proceeded to transform his fleshie vessel back into Cody's image, although with some body adjustments of course. Cody was no longer a skinny computer nerd, he was now a bonafide jockhead and a founding father for the next class of Alpha Alpha Beta.

"Cody" threw on a baseball cap, gave himself a wink in the mirror, then waltzed out the front door, ready to recruit more men into the fraternity. Alpha Alpha Beta would return to its former glory, no matter what.

#male possession #older to younger #younger to older #permanent change #nerd to jock #male shapeshift

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Top 10 Ways Shallan & Adolin might ask Kaladin out

[Previously--Shallan/Kaladin, Kaladin/Adolin, Shallan/Jasnah]

Sanderson has said that Shallan & Adolin would probably both be up for adding Kaladin to their relationship. So let’s say that Shallan & Adolin talked it over and decided that they wanted to jointly date Kaladin. Let’s rank the ways they might approach asking Kaladin out!

#10: Write a very persuasive letter

This one was Shallan’s idea!

Shallan: This worked when I needed to convince Jasnah to take me on as a ward!

Shallan: We can point out how well the three of us would get on, how happy we’d all be, etc, etc.

Shallan: Logic! And Romance!

Adolin: Shallan...my love...he can’t read.

Adolin: Who’s going to read him that letter??

Shallan: We could...have Renarin scrawl vaguely foreboding glyphs on the wall? About, uh, dating us?

Adolin: Let’s keep brainstorming!

#9: Put the idea in his head right before he leaves for Shinovar

After all, Kaladin often needs time to mull things over for an entire book before he can make a decision. So why not ask at a time when he’ll be guaranteed to have the time and space to decide for himself?

Kaladin: Hey, Szeth, do you think it’s possible to love multiple people at once and by loved by them in turn?

Kaladin: It just feels like that’s too much good, you know?

Kaladin: Things that are too good haven’t lasted in my life.

Kaladin: But maybe it will be different, this time?

Szeth: I hear nothing but screams when I close my eyes.

Kaladin: Does your, uh, sword have any ideas?

#8: Nonstop flirting

This is how Adolin got all of his relationships before Shallan. It’s kinda a solid standby for him. But would it work on Kaladin...?

Shallan: Nice boots. Love to see them on my floor.

Kaladin: D-Don’t steal my boots again!

Adolin: Hey Kaladin, maybe you’d like to use your power to stick me somewhere. Like the bed?

Kaladin: That’s really more Lopen’s thing, but he likes walls.

Kaladin: ...

Kaladin: Wait, are you guys flirting with me?

Adolin: Have been for months, thanks for noticing.

#7: Go through Syl

Perhaps they could try talking to Syl first, to get her on their side. A nice, friendly entity to subtly introduce the idea of a throuple to Kaladin.

Syl: So you know how I’m articulate, beautiful, and perfect, right?

Kaladin: Uh, sure, Syl.

Syl: Well *I* just learned something that will blow your mind! Did you know that you can date two people AT ONCE?!

Kaladin: I can barely date one person at a time.

Syl: Yes, but what if they were both WAY better at dating than you?

Syl: And what if you already liked them both?

Syl: And if they allied with me, proving that they are also super smart?

Shallan (quietly, from a distance): We asked her to be subtle, right?

Adolin: Wait, wait, I want to see where this is going!

#6: Let him overhear

Sometimes Kaladin has trouble processing new & unexpected ideas, like retiring from a job that has left him barely functional or the idea that his men might one day get married. So perhaps Shallan and Adolin could “accidentally” let him overhear their plans, allowing him to learn the information in a nonthreatening manner!

Shallan: I am so happy with you, Adolin. But I do wonder if our relationship could become even richer, if it could evolve in a way that only makes us both even happier.

Adolin (immediately forgetting his lines) Y-Yes! We SHOULD date Kaladin!

Shallan: ...

Shallan: Well I suppose that works.

#5: More subtly introduce him to the idea first

Or perhaps even the "let him ‘accidentally’ overhear” plan would be too much for Kaladin’s nerves. Perhaps it would be even better to let Kaladin get used to the idea of throuples in general first, and THEN suggest the specifics. And maybe Bridge 4 could help!

Sigzil: You know, there are cultures in which romantic relationships involve three people rather than two.

Kaladin: Huh!

Sigzil: Interesting, right?

Kaladin: Yeah, I guess so.

Sigzil (quietly): Mission accomplished.

Kaladin: What was that?

Sigzil: N-Nothing!

#4: Just go on dates with him until he figures it out

Kaladin is a man of action. Perhaps Shallan & Adolin can just keep asking him to join them for dinner until he figures it out.

Adolin: Hey, dinner with me and Shallan tonight? My treat!

Kaladin: A-Again?! Aren’t you two tired of me being the third wheel?

Shallan: You know, three wheels are actually way more stable than two.

Kaladin: Yeah, fine, but we’re talking about dating, not, like, carts or whatever.

Shallan: ...

Adolin: ...

Kaladin: So...aren’t you two tired of me interrupting your dates?

Adolin: We were so close!

Kaladin: What?

Adolin: What?

#3: Something Dramatic

As we know, Kaladin is a Dramatic Lad. So what better way to ask him out than to do so in the most dramatic fashion possible?

Adolin: So first we get him to fly up in the air, right? And he’ll look down to see Gallant marching at the head of a column of fully armored soldiers who will move around to spell out the glyphs for “Romance” and “Love.”

Shallan: Yes! And that’s when the chorus of women will start to sing the love song I had commissioned!

Adolin: It can’t possibly fail!

Shallan: He’s kinda afraid of horses, though.

Adolin: Yeah, maybe we’ll leave Gallant at home.

#2: Wait for a near-death experience

After all, Kaladin bonded with Shallan (and developed a bit of a crush) when they were trapped in the caverns during a highstorm. He bonded with Adolin when the two of them barely survived a fight against four shardbearers. So perhaps near-death experiences are just the most romantic time!

Kaladin: OH STORMFATHER THE THUNDERCLASTS ARE CRUSHING EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE WE LOVE

Adolin: Soooo Kaladin, are you bisexual?

Shallan: And/or biromantic?

Kaladin: [screaming]

Shallan (muttering): I knew we should have gone with the ominous glyphs.

#1: Just ask

Or, well, I suppose they could simply try asking him out directly.

Adolin: You know, Kaladin, Shallan and I both love you deeply.

Shallan: Would you like to go out--with both of us?

Adolin: Like on a romantic, three-person date?

Shallan: Perhaps multiple times over the long-term until we all see if we like it?

Kaladin: ...

Kaladin: Well...I guess we could...try it?

Shallan & Adolin: [openly weeping and cheering]

Kaladin: ...Has this been weighing on you for a while, then?

#cosmerelists #cosmere #stormlight archive #Kaladin #Shallan #Adolin #Shakadolin

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live-laugh-neteyam · 1 year

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Hi can I request a Neteyam fic with his female mate where she is feeling so lonely that she has to call him over the communication device he wears just to get a sense and reminder that he is still there but she doesn’t tell him the real reason why she is calling him and makes up some excuse which he sees right through but she hangs up before he ask if she’s okay. He visits her place and she is shocked to see him and he says that i just wanted to make sure you’re okay hugging her and sitting with her waiting for her to tell him what’s been going on? He reassures her by saying don’t worry, i’m staying right here and she says you feel like home to me. She stays cuddled up to him in his strong arms both of them watching the sky falling asleep being comforted from his warmth? Thanks 😊

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pairings: neteyam x omatikaya!fem!reader

summary: there’s no place like home

words: 900

warnings/notes: bullying, reader over thinks, ending is fluffy, use of y/n

Most days you stuck to yourself. Not the most popular person in the clan, you didn't have many friends. You didn't hold any importance amongst the people. Mostly you just helped out with various tasks that needed to be done. You never understood what Neteyam saw in you.

Today was like any other day. You busied yourself with chores until your mate returned home. Jake kept Neteyam busy with training, they often didn't return home until eclipse. It didn't leave you much time to spend with him.

You missed your mate. Afraid to admit it because you thought you were being foolish; after all, you did see him everyday. But you were lacking the quality time you had become accustomed to.

Sitting by yourself you were practicing your weaving. You wanted to improve not being the best at it.

"She still can't get it right." A voice snickered.

"Does she know how to do anything?" Another voice followed by a laugh.

"No wonder Neteyam is never around."

Looking up you saw a few girls your age huddled in a group. They weren't even trying to hide the fact that they were talking about you. Each comment more hurtful than the last, they glanced at you to see your reaction.

Tears started to sting your eyes. Everyone hated you and you didn't know why. Quickly wiping your face you grabbed your half finished basket and fled. You couldn't stand to hear anything else.

They smirked as they watched you leave. Acting as though they accomplished a mission. Quickly they went back to their conversation waiting for their next victim.

No wonder Neteyam is never around.

The words replayed over and over again in your head. You started to question everything. Had Neteyam grown tired of you? Was he purposely avoiding you and blaming it on training?

You felt like you were going to be sick. Struggling to take in breaths through your cries you felt like something was tightening in on your throat. Reaching up you were met with the communicator Neteyam gave you.

He wanted to make sure you had a way to contact him in case of emergencies. You hardly ever used it, you were too afraid of bothering him while he was busy.

Would Neteyam even pick up if I called? You wondered to yourself.

Your anxious mind had convinced you that your mate no longer cared for you. As you pressed the button to call out you were preparing yourself to be met with silence.

"Neteyam?" You whispered.

One. Two. Three seconds. Your heart was pounding in your chest.

"Hello Ma'Y/N!" The cheery voice of your mate rang through your ears.

Sighing in relief you placed a hand over your uneasy heart. Neteyam was still there. He still cared for you.

"Sorry I accidentally hit the button." You rushed off.

"Is everyth-" he started before you cut the communicator off. You didn't want to bother him with something as silly as this. You had been overreacting.

"Y/N?" He questioned again his brow furrowing.

He couldn't help the nagging feeling in his stomach that something was wrong. The communication device had been disconnected, so you had cut it off or it had been broken.

Anxiety filled him at the thought of you in danger. Without a second thought he picked up his bow ready to rush to your side.

"Where do you think your going boy?" Jake looked his son up and down.

"I'm leaving sir." Neteyam spoke firmly, "Y/N needs me."

Not paying attention to Jake’s protests, Neteyam made his way towards your shared home. “Y/N?” He asked as he poked his head inside. You were nowhere to be found.

Turning around he made his way back into the forest. There was one clearing you always found yourself at to think. Usually if you weren’t home that’s where’d you be.

Neteyam’s heart broke at the sight of you. Legs held firmly against your chest, you looked so small and fragile.

“Ma’Y/N, what’s wrong?” He asked before rushing to your side.

Brows furrowing in confusion you looked up at him. “Neteyam what are you doing here?”

“You worried me.” He pulled you into his arms. “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

Sighing you snuggled into his embrace. You felt foolish for letting the petty words of others get into your head.

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” He softly asked.

Taking a deep breath you explained everything that had been going on today. You felt him start to bristle in anger.

“It’s okay Ma’Teyam.” You started. “You’re here now. I’m okay.”

You felt him relax under you. Neteyam pulled you tighter against him. He hated the way others made you question his feelings for you.

“Don’t you have to get back to training?” You asked him.

“Don’t worry about that. I’m staying right here.” He kissed the top of your head.

You stayed cuddled in his arms watching as the stars started to illuminate in the night sky. Your eyes felt heavy as you tried to blink back the sleepiness.

“You feel like home to me Neteyam.” You whispered before sleep overtook you.

“You’re my home too Ma’Y/N.” Neteyam gently kissed your head. Looking up at the stars he sighed in content. There was nowhere else he’d rather be.

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capn-twitchery · 2 months

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hi this is @neathyingenue! your drawing of lt. grace and capt. twitchery was so dynamic and i would love to know more about their relationship if you'd like to share 👀

OHOHO rubs my hands together--you've activated my trap card >:3 (also thank you sm!! :D♥︎) SO-

short answer: their relationship is a complicated nightmare at best, and it changes a ton over time. they meet in weird circumstances, things stay weird for a long time, & they end up "together." what that means, i have no idea, bc i think they would die before they talked about it or said they were Actually Dating

long answer: they meet when twitch rescues a very nearly dead grace from the arctic. twitch thinks this poor guy looks very haunted, which is apparently interesting enough for them to reroute the entire ship so they have an extra couple months to hound him for secrets.

upon getting back to london, they want nothing more to do with eachother: twitch got all the secrets they could, grace wants to get far away from this weirdo, preferably as soon as possible, thanks

so they part ways, for a while. grace starts working with the constables (he thinks he can help people there. poor guy) they keep giving him the unwanted jobs: drag bodies back home, sort the paperwork, stand guard outside the cells because this new inmate is chatty and it's annoying everybody else and-oh, it's twitch. of course it is.

they get talking, since there's nothing else to do, and twitch is Very Persistent. they strike a deal: grace can use his connections to get twitch on the good side of the legal records, and in return, twitch will give him free zee trips when he needs it. twitch thinks this will be basically never, since grace has nothing going on, right? so they got the better end of this deal for sure-what do you mean he's on an unhinged revenge mission to murder a fucking master of the bazaar? oh, they have got to see this.

grace is too reluctant to zail himself, has no other contacts & doesn't know anything about the neath. twitch is his only real, consistent source, and they want to see & know everything about how it's going-- this is like the most interesting story in the world to them! so they're spending a lot of time together. a weird amount of time together, really, for two people who don't spend lots of time around any one person in particular.

and it's...kind of fun? sure, twitch is very unreliable, their weirdness is still offputting to grace, sometimes-- but less than it used to be. they're nicer than he gave them credit for, smarter, and their enthusiasm is infectious. and grace is very helpful, it turns out, and it's nice to have company in the captain's cabin, and making him smile instead of looking miserable all the time starts to feel kind of like an accomplishment, and- oh, no.

they both react to their feelings about as well as you would expect: ignore them! or in twitch's case, ask the ship's surgeon to surgically remove them (and get refused. cruel.) they both deny their feelings for a long time. it could never work anyway, right? they're far too different.

except, not really. grace later finishes nemesis, and after parting (somwhat bitterly) with twitch & a brief stint at the grand geode, he realises maybe the laws here fucking suck, actually--maybe he doesn't need to uphold them to help people. lucky for him, twitch has a hell of a rivalry with the admiralty & it's only a matter of time before they cross paths again. he deserts the admiralty in the midst of a naval battle, onto twitch's ship.

til i give either of them an ending, they stay together from that point--at least, as much as they want to. old habits die hard--twitch still likes zailing off to do weird shit, twitch is still a criminal, grace is very much not (more of a vigilante, i guess.) they still can't talk about what they are, they still clash sometimes. but they make it work! captain & (honorary) first mate.

(& twitch's crew breathe a sigh of relief. bc they've been waiting for their emotional brick wall of a captain to semi admit it for at least a year)

#THANK YOU SM FOR THE ASK i loved getting to ramble about this!!!#i'm sorry it was so long i tried to summaris as much as i could hehehe but i had more thoughts than i. thought (?)#i still have many more thoughts but this is very long already #hopefully it makes sense >:3 #londonmusings #inquiries #laconicmoon #twitchery #grace

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kittyball23 · 7 months

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Mission Accomplished (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: The brothers are able to break Floyd free from the diamond… but are they still too late?

A/N: Okay, okay, I know I said the previous one would be my last update for now, but how could I NOT write about that new scene that came out?? FYI, spoilers sort of, so if you’re not down for that don’t read

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The brothers’ song still lingered in the air even long after they’d finished singing it, sparkles resulting from the musical notes that they’d hit so harmoniously. The Family Harmony had been accomplished, and the wanna-be popstar twins were off somewhere in the river below them, more than likely flailing around helplessly with their thin, limby arms and legs.

Smiles and cheers had followed from the jubilant group. The Trolls had won!

“You did it!” Poppy cried, hugging Branch

“We did it!” he corrected. He readily cupped her cheek, overcome with a sudden urge to sweep her in for a heart-stopping kiss, when a weight suddenly fell onto his side, unbalancing him. He gasped when he realized that it was Floyd.

The magenta Troll, having been cheering alongside them, fell over, unstable on his legs. He groaned as he hit the ground, far too weakened to even attempt to push himself back up.

“Dude!” John Dory cried, hurrying to one side of him. Branch, Clay, and Spruce were quick to follow, surrounding their brother in a semicircle. Poppy and Viva stood off to one side, watching with wide eyes and giving the guys their space.

Branch felt his eyebrows crease with worry. Floyd had used the last bit of musical lifeforce inside of him to help add on to the harmony and break himself free, and it seemed to be having its effects on him now. He was hardly able to breath, each intake and release of air labored, and the last of his telltale magenta color was disappearing.

“Oh my gosh…” Clay murmured. “What do we do?”

“I… d-don’t think that any…thing can be d-done…” Floyd managed to say, albeit strained.

“What?” John Dory sounded appalled. “What are you saying, Floyd? That you should just die?!”

“No way,” Spruce pitched in. “We came here to break you free from that diamond!”

“A-and you did…” Floyd said. “I couldn’t be any more grateful. I knew you guys could do it. And I thank you for it, more than you could ever imagine…” He paused, glancing up at each one of them and feeling his eyes water. Suddenly, a little laugh escaped him. “Heh… look at us… We’re all together again…. I want you to know that you’re my b-bestest friends in the whole… wide… world… I couldn’t ask for any other brothers… I l-love you guys so… so… much…”

It was a little difficult for Floyd, but he managed to lift his hand just enough in Branch’s direction. Branch saw this and, meeting him halfway, gripped it. Floyd looked up into his eyes, and though he spoke no more, Branch could still read the intense emotion coming from him. Floyd was his favorite brother, and Branch was Floyd’s favorite as well. And it was the blue Troll who he continued to look at, all the way until his eyes fluttered shut and his hand went limp.

Branch felt his heart clench terribly. “Floyd?” he whispered, feeling his voice break. He felt tears pool into his eyes. “Oh, goodness no…”

“Floyd, wake up, bro,” Spruce urged, “Wake up!” He grabbed onto his leg and shook him, but the Troll was still deadweight.

John Dory slumped, covering his face with his hands. “This is my fault,” he whimpered. “If I would’ve just been faster…”

“No, bro, this is my fault,” Clay said, “If I hadn’t given y’all a hard time trying to come in the frst place…”

“Uh-uh,” Spruce said. “This is my fault. If I would’ve - “

But he had stopped himself from finishing his sentence at the sound of Branch bursting out with a sob. The blue Troll leaned over his brother’s body, pressing his forehead against Floyd’s and clutching onto him tightly. Tears leaked down his cheeks in large, messy drops as he came to terms with what had just happened.

We tried... We tried but we were still too late. Now Floyd is gone.

Another family member gone, just like their Grandmother.

He felt his other brothers come to surround him, all putting one of their arms around each other, and the other arm on Floyd. Each of them silently mourned the loss of the magenta-haired Troll.

Suddenly, some humming began. John Dory looked up, as did Spruce and Clay, and they found that it had actually been Branch. And in listening closely, they recognized the song. It was the song they’d sang for the Family Harmony, a slower rendition of it, as Branch paid homage to its songwriter with the somber tune.

His brothers easily joined in, humming along and pushing past the pain. It was the least they could do. There seemed to be nothing else…

Until…

Branch could sense a glow emanating, and he forced his eyelids open, lifting his head slightly from where it had rested on his brother’s. He gasped. Was he really seeing what he was seeing?

It seemed like he wasn’t, because his brothers saw it too when they opened their eyes. There was a colorful glow that ran from each of their arms from where they were on top of Floyd, as if they were supplying him with their talent. Floyd’s body glowed, his arms regaining that blueish skintone and his hair regaining some of that rich magenta color it had been.

Suddenly, he looked nearly completely normal.

But, is he actually… alive? Branch wondered.

“Floyd?” he asked, shaking him gently.

There was silence…

But then…

The magenta Troll gasped, blinking awake all at once. JD, Spruce, Clay and Branch all gaped at him. He stared back at them.

"Am I... I mean, did I... die?"

He squeaked in surprise when all four of the brothers replied with a scream of "FLOYD!" and was subsequently crushed by arms squeezing him in a tight hug.

"You're alive!"

"Oh, thank goodness!"

"We thought you were a goner for good!"

The three elder brothers bombarded him with phrases of relief. Branch in the meantime remained clung at his side, not wanting to let go, making sure that this was real.

"I'm so glad you're okay," he told him genuinely.

Floyd grinned at him, sweetly ruffling the blue-haired crop of hair atop of head. "Hey, um guys?" he asked the brothers. They immediately perked and listened in. "Do you think we could be a family again?"

Branch exchanged a look with the others. They knew just what he was thinking, so he spoke up for all of them. "Floyd, we ARE a family." And with that he went back and hugged him again.

Viva and Poppy, overcome with emotion, hugged each other as well. "Mission accomplished, sis?" the Putt Putt Queen asked.

Poppy winked. "Mission accomplished!"

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