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sumeruin · 1 year

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i feel like i sped ran all of ur posts i’m in luv <33 do u think i could maybe… be…🫧-anon??

anyways here’s me little brainrot on scaramouche/wanderer bc i love him

pervy!scara who would hide u under his desk during fatui meetings and make you suck and kiss his cock, all the while you have to hold back whimpers in fear of being discovered :((

yandere!scara who would slowly isolate you from everyone else until you feel abandoned :( but don’t worry! he’s dealt with plently of betrayals, all you need is him!

thinking about a yan!scara x touch starved/traumatized reader scenario. reader genuinely loves scara, and all their past trauma just makes them that much more attached to him. they look past all the red flags and think that this is the best thing for them!! Of course, scara is happy to receive the love, and gladly gives them everything they want :)) scara controls readers surroundings just to make them that much more attached and needy for him and his help! what a good boyfriend he is!

minor writing smut, dni if uncomfortable!!!

omg nonnie!!! ofc you can be 🫧 anon!!! i will write about these in order they’re just too good :(

tw: noncon/dubcon idrk which one of the two to classify this as, i think that’s it tbh

i love love love the idea of pervy scara!!!! and i think it’s just that much better when it’s not in an au or anything so that there’s the power difference of him being a harbinger :( he’d make sure he got to the meeting before anyone else just so that he could feel your mouth wrapped around him during the boring discussions that just seem to drag on for so long :( if he thought you were having it too easy he’d quickly thrust up his hips, just enough to make you gag around him though, he does still have a reputation to keep :(

tw: yandere, heavy stockholm syndrome, like really heavy, like that’s almost entirely what this part is about you’ve been warned, isolation

i think he’d be the most likely to do this out of all the genshin yanderes, he’s just so so mean and so so lonely (and tbh a little bit pathetic and soggy but that’s part of his charm) he wouldn’t want you to look at anyone but him :( i think if his usual punishments with pain and degradation weren’t working he’d even take it a step further and leave you alone in a room for however it takes you to break :( he’d bring you 3 meals a day and plenty of water though!! he’d just ignore you whenever you tried to touch him or even just talk to him :( he’d look at you like you like you’re just a disgusting speck of dirt to him, and that’d continue until eventually you’d break and end up begging him to talk to you, to touch you again, to just do something so that you know you aren’t completely alone :( i think if what you did to deserve that punishment was bad enough he’d let it go in past that point, waiting until you’re clinging to his clothes, full on sobbing for him to pay attention to you again, and physically not letting him leave, then he’d bend down and gently wrap you up in his arms, cooing soft praises and sweet little nothings at you while he reassures you that, “shh, shh, it’s all ok, i’m here now, you don’t have to be scared anymore. i’ll take care of you, it’ll be just how it’s supposed to be.” :( he’d run you a nice, warm bath and pretend like he wasn’t also the one who did this to you, still holding you in his arms and whispering sweet, comforting little words and phrases in your ear :(

tw: yandere, kinda sorta stockholmish??? definitely not as bad as the last one but it’s kinda there, toxic relationships

i think this one is especially good with scara cause i think he’d be just so sad whenever his darling is mean to him, so when you actually, genuinely love him for who his is, obsessiveness and all, he’s overjoyed!! and he’s even more excited when you seek him out yourself and ask him for cuddles or a kiss or even just to sit next to him for a while :( i think he’d try to test you in the early stages of your relationship, just to make sure you aren’t pretending to love him back while you secretly plan to leave him. poor scara has trust issues, can you really blame him? :( besides, he’s made all his red flags more than clear by now, if you’re dumb enough to ignore them then that’s no skin off his back. after he decides you’ve passed his tests he’d become a lot more comfortable showing his true colors with you, gradually adding more rules and restrictions to your schedule, not letting you leave the house unless you’re with him, adding a lock to the outside of your bedroom door and not letting you have a key, making sure to always keep some rope around “just in case” :( eventually, it’d turn into you not being allowed to leave the house at all, and you constantly being in his arms or tied up when he can’t hold you himself. he knows you won’t mind as long as he continues to ravish you with his love and attention though. you’re just so perfect for him, how did he get so lucky? :(

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bad268 · 9 months

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DANNY RIC X READER FLUFFY BEACH TIME

Breaks on the Yacht (Daniel Ricciardo X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 1

Requested: Clearly (BROS IM DEATHLY AFRAID OF THE OCEAN, SO IM SORRY ITS SHORT)

Warnings: ...Ocean

Pronouns: I/me

W.C. 663

Summary: During the summer break, Danny and the reader go for a much needed relaxation ride on the yacht.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Screenshot from a video idr which)

Summer break was the time to relax. With the craze of the season coming to a pause, we knew that we wanted to spend it at home. We were originally invited to go to Milton Keynes with most of the grid, but with all the hecticness surrounding Danny, we just wanted to stay at our home in Monaco. We just needed to get away from everyone.

The season has been all over the place. With Danny getting back on the grid two races ago after doing simulator testing constantly, to say that the summer break was welcomed would be an understatement. So we caught the first flight out of Belgium with a group of drivers also heading back to Monaco.

The first couple of days were spent catching up on sleep. After that, we thought that we would get the relaxation started. Days on the yacht were the best to spend these kinds of days.

“You’re not gonna leave me to swim by myself are you?” Danny laughed as he came up from the water after jumping off the back of the boat. “The water would feel better with you in it.”

“I think I’m fine up here,” I chuckled, looking up from my book to see him floating on his back. “My book’s just getting good.”

“Just for a little bit?” Danny pleaded, swimming over to the side of the boat. “It’s boring without you.”

“You know I hate the ocean,” I laughed, marking my place and setting my book to the side in case Danny tries to splash me or pull me in. “I am perfectly fine, talking to you from the safety of the yacht.”

“Safety, you say?” He whispered, and before I knew it, I was underwater. When I surfaced, I’m met with Danny’s laugh. He had his arms tightly around my waist, holding me above the water, as he leaned back. It took him a couple of seconds to catch his breath before he moved to be upright and meet my glare. “That wasn’t so hard, now was it?”

“You know I can’t swim, so you better not let go,” I complained, wrapping my arms around his shoulders to help hold myself up. He jokingly started to pull away, pushing me toward the edge of the boat. I started whining, gripping his shoulders tighter, “No, please don’t, Danny. Please don’t. I’m scared.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” He pulled me back into his chest with a kiss on my forehead. He was pulling me further out but not letting up on his grip on my sides. “Just relax. I’m not gonna let go.”

“Kinda hard to relax in a giant body of water with things at least twice my size that want to eat me,” I replied sarcastically. “I was perfectly fine, talking to you from the boat.”

“But I got lonely,” he pouted. “You don’t want to let me be lonely on summer break, do you?”

“You say that like I was ignoring you,” I chuckled, pulling back a little to look into his big brown eyes. “I was reading and talking to you. If you felt that lonely, you could've just said so, and I would’ve given you my full attention. You didn’t need to pull me in.”

“Well, maybe I just wanted to hold you,” He countered with a huge smile. “Maybe I just wanted to hold you close because I missed you the past two weeks.”

“And that’s fair,” I validated before jokingly adding, “I am pretty amazing, so it’s understandable that you would miss me.”

“Don’t stroke your ego too much. I’m just needy,” he joked back. Our laughs fizzled out as we just floated around as silence fell between us. I had my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as I closed my eyes to bask in the brief moment. He needed this silence after the hectic month he had with the move to Alpha Tauri. This was needed.

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#daniel ricciardo x reader #danny ric x reader #daniel ricciardo #daniel riccardo imagine #danny ric #red bull f1 #formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #bad268 #ship268 #thing268

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inactiveanimeblog · 3 years

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‘i get lonely when you’re not here.’

yandere ! tobirama x reader one shot

tw : abuse, mentions of non con, kidnapping, sex, swearing, obsession, yandere, alcohol

it’s been about a month and two weeks since tobirama has kidnapped you.

a month and two weeks since he took you from everything you’ve ever known. your family, your loved ones, your home.

a month and two weeks of you repeatedly getting fucked and beaten.

and it’s not even like you want the sex, he’s taken everything from you. even your precious virginity. he’s punished you over and over again ruthlessly when you break one of his stupid little ‘rules’ that he’s set for you, and there’s no escape from him. i mean, how could you even escape tobirama senju? he would find you in an instant and without a doubt, the punishment he would give you, would be far worse than any punishment he’s ever given you.

it’s truthfully the worst, you never imagined your life would take a turn so shitty like this. you always thought about having a happy life. a life with a significant other you’ve chosen and some delicate children, in a nice big beautiful home with a large yard where your kids could run around and play, and you could sun bathe while reading an interesting novel. however, any plans you had for a good life have been taken away and burned. you accepted your defeat.

so here you are, staying in his large house, waiting for tobirama to return home every night. which he does. and when he does, you already have dinner ready for him like you’re supposed to. and once he’s finished eating you set up a warm bath for him, which you are also forced to join in and bathe with him. washing his white hair for him, scrubbing his body, cleansing his face. it’s annoying, really. you wish you could wipe the smug look off his beautiful face. and yes he was a very attractive man, nonetheless his personality and abuse ruins it. maybe if he wasn’t like this you could fall in love with him, you could have seen a future with him. but he sabotaged himself by taking you from everything. you would never adore him or love him.

it’s been about a week since tobirama’s been home. which is weird, he didn’t inform you that he had to go somewhere for a while, and he usually comes home every single night. could he be dead? no.. that’s a dumb thought. tobirama dead? you don’t know anyone capable of killing him. but what you do know is, it’s been relaxing since he’s been gone. peacefully going to bed every night for the past seven days, not worried about his punishments or his forceful sex.

tonight was the seventh night he was gone, so here you were snooping around the house looking through his things, when all of a sudden you see a bottle on the top shelf in one of the kitchen cabinets. and what do you know? it’s a bottle of jack daniels. a full fucking bottle that you were gonna take swigs of tonight. you deserve it after what you’ve been putting up with.

now it’s 10 pm and you’re almost black out, sitting in the warm bed giggling to yourself that the rooms spinning. and.. you kinda feel lonely. you wonder, what would it be like if tobirama were here right now? would he be mad that you were drunk and discipline you? would he sit down and join you? your thoughts about him were racing, and you gotta admit. the alcohol was starting to get to you. you began to think about his touch, the hickeys and marks he would leave on your body. it sort of turned you on, heat pooling in your lower stomach as you stared off into space, lost in a deep trance. don’t even tell me you miss him right now? oh you do huh? well good news for you, because the front door just opened and tobirama’s about to enter the room.

“shit.” you whispered to yourself, taking one last sip of the bottle, and setting it down underneath the bed. you sat up straight and acted normal as if you weren’t absolutely obliterated.

oh come on y/n, did you really think you could hide that you were drunk? the room reeks of whiskey and you’re eyes are half lidded, cheeks are flushed, and you could barely speak a word of english.

the bedroom door opens and tobirama enters closing it behind him. his eyes staring you down as you blushed and shifted your body silently, keeping the eye contact with him.

“what the hell is that smell y/n?” he asked, his brows furrowing. he’s slowly walking over to the bed.

“i— i’m just, i don’t k-know what that smell is.” you hiccuped. okay, it was gonna be hard to hide the fact that you were drunk. but wow, has he always looked this sexy?

“don’t fucking tell me you’ve been drinking? where the fuck did you even get that liquor?” he barked. it’s taking everything out of him to hold himself back from ruining you.

“i— yes.. i’m sorry tobirama, i’m drunk. i found it in a cabinet.” you spoke, your voice barely above a whisper as you were scared shitless. but my god why does he look so good right now?

“so you broke a rule? you went through the house and took an item of mine and got drunk with it?” he was now very close to the bed, his eyes boring into yours.

“yes.” and that was it. tobirama pulled you by your ankle making you lay down, and getting on top of you, his body straddling yours, his hand takes ahold of your throat squeezing it, not so lightly. you let out a faint whimper.

“to— tobirama..” you try to say, wrapping both hands around his wrist trying to get him to let go, until you have this dirty little idea.

you look up at him with glossy eyes, the most innocent look on your face with the sluttiest thought in your mind. you would seduce him out of this punishment. your fingers tugged at his other hand bringing it closer to your face. he looked lost assorted with anger. you took his thumb and put it straight into your mouth, sucking on it and looking him right in his eyes.

“tobirama..” you say once more. “i want you so bad right now.”

he stares down at you, confused as ever. his grip on your throat loosens a tiny bit but he still keeps his hand wrapped around your neck. you take his thumb leaving little wet kisses on it. his cock starts to get hard, you can feel it stretching out his pants touching your bare thigh, and the butterflies arise to erupt in your stomach.

taking one of your legs you move it up and down underneath him. above your knee is grinding on his clothed dick as his eyes begin to fill with darkness, a hint of lust.

“what are you doing you little brat?” he spits, he notices himself getting weak in the knees, a new feeling for him.

“nothing. i— i just missed you while you were gone.” you lied. but it didn’t feel like a lie while you were drunk. “why would you leave for that long and not tell me? i get lonely, when you’re not here.”

you could almost here a gasp come from him but he quickly hides it with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

“i always knew you were interested in me. you would attempt to conceal it with your pleas for me to not fuck you and your nasty fouled mouth comments. it’s like you enjoy when i punish you, you needy little slut. so incompetent.” he scoffs. his eyes staring deep into you as if he was looking into your soul. “however, what i do when i’m not here doesn’t concern you.”

yup, he’s delusional.

you blink innocently, continuing to move your leg up and down beneath him, your hands roam his body teasingly, proceeding into his shirt to touch his bare skin with your cold shaky fingers. making it known you’re ready for him to undress himself and you as well, you almost feel him shiver.

“i love it when you call me your little slut tobirama. i’m already so wet.” you whisper, flicking your eyes back and forth from his eyes to his slightly parted lips. you lean your head up slightly, kissing his chapped lips. it starts off with a little weak peck on the mouth before you move your head back down onto the pillow, and you both stare at each other intently for another couple of seconds.

“you make me fucking sick. you really disgust me.” he says, his voice low and throaty. he tightens his grip on your throat a second time before his lips crash hungrily on to yours, his tongue slips into your mouth as you allow it to and your passionate sweet kisses mix with his rough aggressive ones. this was the first time you guys shared a kiss where you actually kissed him back, and you gotta admit, he was a great kisser.

he leans back to take your oversized tee shirt off, slipping it through your arms with ease, leaving you only in your little panties. he takes a quick glimpse at your body before taking off his shirt and kissing your neck eagerly, grinding his hips into yours, dry humping you to feel some friction. you move your hips up and down to match his rhythm. it feels as though this alone could make you cum all over your panties. you’re letting out little moans in his ear while he leaves hickeys and bite marks on you, on top of the older ones that have faded.

when you’re drunk and you initiated this, it almost feels heavenly. it almost feels like you could do this with him all the time. if only, he didn’t treat you so wrongly, then this would be a normal feeling. but it’s not normal, at all. sex with tobirama was usually a punishment for you.

tobirama takes his hand and starts playing with your pussy through your undies, using two fingers to rub your clit, not roughly, not softly but the right amount of force.

“i— i need you tobirama, please make love to me.”

“be patient, y/n.” he takes your underwear and moves it to the side, so his fingers are accessible to your cunny. he enters two digits into you while you let out a soft moan in his ear.

he loves the pretty sound you made, your moan going straight to his dick and he doesn’t think he can hold back from fucking you much longer.

he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you, looking down at your pussy and his hand. your mouth is hanging agape, bottom lip quivering almost as you feel yourself about to be undone.

“please, please don’t stop i’m about to cum.” you say, his fingers are now starting to curve as you gasp, now looking at him in the eye.

“cum for me, cum on my fingers y/n.” he responds licking his bottom lip, your face contorts with pleasure and your legs start to shake as your body lets go, your orgasm washing over you.

“f-fuck tobirama!” you whimper as he continues to finger you, riding out your high. your cum coating his fingers.

he takes out his two fingers and enters them into you mouth.

“suck.” he says, his voice is commanding. you abide and wrap your lips around his fingers, tasting yourself and your cum. he takes out his fingers with a pop.

he begins to take off his pants and boxers as quickly as he can, more than ready to take you, being it’s been a week since he’s gotten to fuck you. sliding down his boxers and his very thick and long boner appears making you whimper at the sight.

tobirama rubs his shaft slowly before grabbing both of your legs and wrapping them around his torso. his dick taps at your entrance and he slowly inserts himself inside of you, while you give out a weak moan of pleasure.

“fuck y/n, so fucking tight.” he says, his dick slowly moving in and out of you before he picks up his pace, squeezing your thighs with his large calloused hands.

tobirama’s name spewed through your lips, in broken syllables as he continued to thrust in and out of you. your mouth hung open in a silent scream as his rutting became more aggressive. he moves down to kiss you and grab your throat again, squeezing it tightly, almost completely cutting off air.

“tobi— tobirama i can’t i— can’t.” you try and say through the kissing.

“shut the fuck up and take it you whore.” he says, leaning back slightly, his thumb pulls your bottom lip down and he spits straight into your mouth.

tobirama pulls out of you and grips one of your legs to turn you over, putting you in doggy position. he takes your hips, slightly raising them in the air, before he enters you once again. and you can feel him even more, his dick stuffing your tight cunt completely.

he shoves your head down in the pillow, harshly pulling you back and forth on his cock, while simultaneously ramming himself into you.

your heads spinning, still drunk as ever your body almost felt numb with pleasure. you’re letting out lewd squeals, and you start feeling more and more limp the more he fucks you. all you can hear in the room is his body slapping against your wet pussy, his balls hitting the back of your cunny with each thrust, his silent grunts, and your babbling and moans stifling into the pillow.

“i’m gonna cum and you’re gonna take all of it.” he groans feeling his near coming. you clench around him involuntarily when you hear those words. he lets out a loud moan when you do and his cum spurts out of his dick and inside of you.

“fuck y/n, i’m cumming— i’m cumming. take all of it you incompetent little bitch.”

you start to sob into the pillow while he finishes up ravishing you. his pace slowing down before he’s fully out of you, falling over to the space next to yours.

you lie there next to him, trying to process what just happened. you already knew you would regret this in the morning, letting him fuck you willingly. but for right now all you can think about is how achy you feel.

“y/n, come here. come cuddle with me.” he says grabbing onto you and holding him tight to his sweaty glistening body. you both lay there, sleep about to take over your intoxicated self. he stares up at the ceiling, breathing heavily thrilled that you were finally ‘opening’ up to him.

#naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto x reader #tobirama smut #tobirama senju #tobirama x reader #tobirama imagine

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tommybaholland · 3 years

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when they’re drunk [shamrock special ☘️]

featuring: captains and vice captains (aka kuroo, bokuto, akaashi, sugawara, and kita)

mentions of drinking and general drunk antics. hope everyone who celebrated had a fun and safe st. patrick’s day!

kuroo

he’s really fun and entertaining when he starts feeling his drinks

he likes to dance and really gets into it

if you’re lucky, you might even see him try to twerk or throw it back

he mostly likes dancing with you though

more like watching you dance and have fun

you’re someone who prefers to stay in a little more but you haven’t regretted going out with him and all your friends since the first weekend

kuroo liked going out with you for many reasons

his number one begin that you always looked so beautiful when you get dressed up to go out

his brain’s like, “that’s my gorgeous s/o right there”

but sometimes other people take too much notice of it for his liking and he gets a little protective over you

one time you and he were waiting for drinks at the bar and there was someone standing on the opposite side of kuroo

they lean over and decide to say hi to you and you said hi back, just to be polite

kuroo just ignored them until you got your drinks and they try to cheers with you and keep talking to you as if kuroo’s not even there

so when you’re not looking, he decides to talk to them

“hey, that’s my s/o you’re talking to so i need you to back off >>:(”

he almost gets into a fight with the guy but instead goes back over to you

“i didn’t do anything, babe. can i please kiss you?”

(this gets a little more heated than just one kiss)

but he’s enjoying it knowing that the guy should be blessed to watch him make out with the most attractive person there

when you’re leaving to find your car and he’s pretty smashed at this point, he’s always losing things

“babe? babyyy where did you go-- oh, you’re right behind me, haha”

“oh my god, babe, we have to go back. i can’t find my phone!”

he finds it like two minutes later, but enjoys your hands feeling all over him to try to locate it

he’s also very, very flirty when he’s drunk

presses you up against the car when you find it

“i’m not irish but...can you kiss me anyway?”

bokuto

loud and chaotic, for the most part

loves a good game of beer pong or slap cup

even when he’s drunk, he gets really serious about the game

most of the time he wants you to play with him, even if you’re not that good or confident in your pong abilities

but if you don’t play, he still likes to involve you somehow

definitely the type to have you kiss the ball for ‘good luck’

(after he’s cleaned it off on his shirt, of course)

he swears by that when he makes it in but it’s also because he’s ‘just awesome’

and if there’s karaoke, well, everyone else should just go home

because this man will sing all night if he has to

he really gets into it and that’s what makes him pretty good at it

you have a video of him passionately singing ‘fergalicious’

you’re very tempted to post it on tiktok

honestly, he’d probably let you, especially when he kills the rapping part of the song

truly the life of the party

but he checks up on you every now and then

“are you having fun, babe?”

and if you’re not, he wouldn’t let you leave alone and would go home with you if you wanted

either way, he also makes sure to spend plenty of time with you, which is usually more when he’s bored of games towards the end of the night

he gets kinda emotional and cheesy at that point

“thank you for coming out with me. you’re the best!”

“you know what, babe? i think it’s so amazing that me, the bestest guy, got paired with you, the bestest person ever!”

“i just love you a lot, okay? :’)”

you can always count on him if you want to have a fun night out

akaashi

very calm and relaxed

but he gets very needy and clingy when you’re with him

he tries to socialize if he’s out with you and others but he prefers to stay by your side, touching you delicately somewhere

usually a hand on your lower back or around your hip or an arm slung around your shoulders

when you’re not around him, like when you’re in the bathroom or getting a drink, he’s still watching out for you

it’s just a little habit he has, making sure no one messes with you or your drink

he also likes to have bokuto around because he knows he can count on him to help intervene if anything does happen

he trusts you though and knows you can handle yourself pretty well

tries to dance but isn’t the greatest at it

but he also doesn’t like when it’s in a tight space area with a ton of people and the air is hot because it fogs up his glasses

and at the end of the night when he’s all good and liquored up

his neediness is at like level 1000

it’s like the alcohol makes it very salient in his mind that, “wait, i have an s/o and i love them so much”

so he feels like he has to tell you all things he loves about you as you’re leading him outside to catch an uber

also gets this swoon-worthy, half-lidded expression with a goofy smile to match

“you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“and so kind. you take such good care of me, baby”

your face gets all hot and you can’t hide your smile

you don’t even care if it’s the drinks talking bc he’s still the sweetest boy around

and when you tell him you love him, he looks like he’s about to cry as he hugs you impossibly tight

“aww baby, i love you, too. so much.”

he keeps an arm around you, making sure you’re warm as you wait for the uber

(but also to keep himself steady)

leans against you during the car ride home and whispers sweet nothings in your ear as he occasionally kisses your cheek

sugawara

he’s the all-around type and a mix of the previous three

loves to dance, play games, drunkenly yell traditional cheers and songs

but he also very much enjoys and appreciates your company

can also be very flirty at times

“you look really good tonight. did i tell you that, sugar?”

he’s not much of a fighter or one for conflict in general, but that doesn’t mean he won’t get protective over you

if anyone tries to chat you up or mess with you, he’ll try to get you out of there in the most discrete way possible

he’ll be like, “oh hey, there you are, babe! we’re over here-- oh, who’s this?”

usually, the other person will take the hint by then and back off

but if they seem more bold and persistent, he’ll just wrap an arm around your shoulders and lead you away while saying to them, “nope, sorry, that’s not happening”

unfortunately, his sweet face doesn’t help too much, so it’s nice when asahi’s also around for some intimidation tactics

he doesn’t usually like to stay out too late and likes to get home early enough so that he can spend more time alone with you

he’s a big fan of eating or cooking something after a night out

or going to some random convenience store and drunk buying a bunch of junk food for you both

a lot of times you end up staying up late watching something and usually, it’s a random movie

but the alcohol always wins and you’re both asleep on the couch before the movie even finishes

he never sleeps that well when he’s been drinking so he wakes up to turn off the tv

he’s too inebriated to carry you to bed so he makes sure you’re comfortable and warm with him on the couch

but that usually causes you to wake up and he tries to remain as quiet as possible, his voice at a whisper

“oh, i’m sorry i woke you, sugar. c’mere, lay down on me”

the pressure from your body on his helps to stop the spins and get him to sleep more peacefully

kita

he’s a man of moderation and not usually a heavy drinker or makes sure he’s drinking plenty of water between drinks

however, that doesn’t mean there aren’t times where he has a little too much fun

it’s a common occurrence when he’s hanging with his old teammates

prefers a simple and quieter drinking game, like kings, instead of ones where he’d have to clean up a lot afterward

he doesn’t dance much either

he’s more out of it than anything

suna has plenty of pictures and videos of him apologizing to a house plant for ‘bumping into it’

he also wanders around a lot and gets himself lost

one time you found him in a lonely room, laying on a couch

“oh, love, there you are! did they-- did they send you in here?”

you’re like ‘who??’

you sit down and put his head in your lap

as he tells you how he went to look for water but found this room and decided to lay down

“and someone came in here and tried to lay my head in their lap and touch my face. i think maybe they tried to kiss me too.. but i said, ‘no you can’t do that because i have an s/o. don’t you know that?’ and then i told them to go tell you that i’m in here.”

you tell him that no one told you but that you were looking for him

“well, i’m glad you found me”

he leans up and tries to snuggles into your shoulder

“why would they even come in here? couldn’t they see i was laying down? also, i’m pretty sure everyone here knows that we’re together so why would they do that when you’re the only one i want?”

he becomes kinda emotional and inquisitive about it but you think it’s adorable

even if he’s a little out of it when he’s been drinking, he still knows to put up boundaries when necessary

you stay there with him for a little bit longer, eventually laying down with him on top of you, his head on your chest

“let me know if i’m too heavy, okay?”

you kiss his head and rub his back soothingly

you’re actually kinda looking forward to taking care of him when you get home

because he always takes such good care of you <3

just our luck that it’s haikyuu night, huh? send a request for more luck!

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kirishoshego · 3 years

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Pretty Pink Pill//Dabi

!!!MINORS DNI!!! 18+ONLY!!! Pink Pussycat - also know as the female viagra pill.

TW: nsfw: hard fucking, chocking, spitting, hair pulling, teasing, edging, degrading, praise, oral (both receiving) him slipping the pill into your drink, mention of alcohol, kinda corruption? You’re a sidekick and he’s a villain, so idk if that counts as corruption, burning, slapping

Summary: Dabi has enough of your pride and decides to help the two of you out, because watching you through the window is turning a bit boring for him

It was Friday night and Hawks made you work late, again.

He was very stressed because lately a few members of the LOV just seems to run into you more and more. Of course you couldn’t tell him that it may or may not be your fault because a certain villain caught your eyes and visa versa. You would never admit, Dabi was a murderer after all, a storybook villain. And that’s exactly the problem. Because It was so, so wrong you wanted it more and more every time.

The way he flipped you over with such an ease after you won dominance battling him, ready to throw your first punch in his wicked, perfect face, pushing your hands down, keeping you from moving until you used your quirk on him, throwing him off.

The way his flame licked on your skin so dangerously. He never really burned you, promised the only time he will is when marking you with his name while you battled once again, now you winning, having him in choke hold until Hawks yelled out your name, Dabi disappearing within seconds.

In your last fight Dabi may or may not stole your phone and left it on your doorstep the same night with a note attached to it:

“Wait for my text doll, I still need to fulfill my promise ;)”

That has been two weeks ago. You can’t say your heart didn’t jump for the first five days whenever you got a notification, but it was never Dabi and it bothered you how disappointed you felt. After those days you gave up, slowly forgetting about it.

That was until now.

(8:42 p.m) Unknown: Hey doll, miss me yet? Read (8:54 p.m) Unknown: You know I love it when you play hard to get (8:59 p.m) You: ? And who am I supposed to miss? (9:01 p.m) Unknown: Ouch. Already forgot about me that fast? (9:09 p.m) You: Probably didn’t leave a big impression when we met :)

“You sure about that Sunshine?” you jumped up, grabbing your weapon and holding it to his neck. “How the fuck did you get in here?” you asked him, watching his every movement. He pulled up his arms in defeat. “Careful now, you could hurt someone with that thing,” he chirruped with his tongue, slowly pushing it away from his Adams apple. “That’s the point,” you explained, raising an eyebrow at him. “I came in peace,” he put one of his hands over his chest, the other one up in the air. He grabbed something from his back, causing you to raise your weapon once again. “Relax, it’s just a bottle of rum,” he explained. “Well, that’s a shit peace offering, I don’t drink,” you pointed out. At least not when he’s around. “I thought so, so I got you this,” he pulled out one of your favorite drinks, making you squint your eyebrows. “How-” “You have tons of it in your fridge,” he said nonchalantly. “That’s burglary,” you stated, watching him as he pulled two glasses out the cupboard. “Not if you have the keys,” he turned to you with a smirk, putting them in the table. “Do I even want to know how you got them?” you signed, watching as he purred in both of your drinks. “Hawks has- had a spare one. He lost it the last time we fought and keeping a tag with Y/N written on it, isn’t as mysterious as one might think it is,” You held your hand out towards him, causing him to pull out the keys to your space. “That’s it? No spares?” “Can’t confirm, neither deny,” he shrugged, giving you your drink. “Great, so I have to change the locks once I’m home,” “Where is the fun in that, huh? What if you need a hand in those lonely nights? Or something a bit bigger,” you looked at his crotch and rolled your eyes at him. “As if I would let you ever touch me let alone fuck me, you’re a filthy villain. What are you dreaming about at night?” “You on your knees, mostly. Sometimes doggy. Maybe a position where you can show me how flexible you really are,” he took a sip of his drink, before motioning for you to do the same. You didn’t realize how thirsty you actually are, but once the taste hit your buds you gulped the glass down in one go, secretly thanking Dabi to make you drink something after four hours. He stared at you, watching you swallow, the way your lips glistered from the wetness. “I should call Hawks, let him know you broke in,” you went to grab your phone but Dabi was faster, taking your wrist in his hand and pulling you to him. “Already? Doll you really are no fun,” “I’m a hero-” “Sidekick,” “Hero. I don’t do business with villains, especially not you,” you tried to look disgusted, pulling your wrist away from him. “I give you five seconds, then I will press this button and alarm the top heros about a break in,” you threatened, your finger already ghosting over the red button. He went to grab you again so you punched his face with your bare knuckles, causing him to stumble back again. You grabbed your weapon and went to strike again. He blocked your attack, grabbing your hand and throwing you over his shoulder onto the ground. You let out a grunt and pulled out a small knife, going for his throat. A small flame to your skin made you drop it, causing you to hiss in pain. “What the fuck?” you stared at him angrily, then your hand. “I don’t play nice doll, I’m a villain after all,” he pushed both your hands down to the floor, not moving and watching you closely, waiting for the pill to kick in. You trashed against him, trying to use your quirk on him, but there was no use. “I should have told you, I spiked your drink. Sorry about that, but it will only be temporarily, don’t worry,” You grew angry, at him for being... well, him and you for letting your guard down enough for him to spike your drink.You tried again and when it didn’t work you collected your saliva in your mouth and spit it at him. He was taken aback for a second, only to collect it with his thumb and licking it off of it. “You just don’t give up do you doll?” that when he felt it. You clenched your legs together underneath him, rubbing them against each other in hope of friction. “Go fuck yourself asshole,” you gritted between your teeth and he grabbed your face, his lips now ghosting over yours. “If you behave well I will help you out with your little problem,” he offered, grinding down with his semi hard dick. A whimper left your lips and you bucket your hips up. “Ever heard of Pink Pussycat?” he asked, his hand going to down to grab your boobs, circling around your nipples through your shirt, a shutter going through your body. “So sensitive,” he murmured, going down to kiss your neck, licking along your collar down, up to your chin. “You didn't,” you stuttered, a moan following. “Oh but I did. Your pride is standing in my way, so I had to get some help,” “Stop this,” his hand slipped into your pants while you were talking, his finger finding your clit with ease. “Are you sure?” he attacked your neck again, sucking and biting on your sweet spot, while playing with your pussy, flicking it and circling it as much as your pants allowed. Dabi noticed you were hesitating to answer, feeling you grind onto him every now and then when he would go painfully slow just to tease you. It pleased him more than anything in that moment to have you, usually all high and mighty, like pudding in his hands. The tall man held you down, keeping you in place between himself and your desk, parroting everything you said with a fake pout, a devilish smile on his face every time a moan slipped out. ”Dabi please, I don’t want to- ah,” the pinching of your clit cut you off, the slight pain pleasuring you more than you were willing to admit. ”Dabi please, I don’t want to,” he was choking you while mocking your plea, not hard, considering he didn’t want to keep you from moaning. ”Don’t want to what, huh? Don’t wanna cum from just my fingers? Is it because it’s me or because I’m a villain? Be honest doll, if I wasn’t a villain this wouldn’t be half as hot as it right now. And I know you like me, your body language is very open,” your breath was getting uneven and your eyebrows contracting slightly. ”Okay if you don’t want that, I understand,” he said with overbearing sympathy. Next thing you knew he pulled his hands out of your pants. Before you could stop yourself you grabbed his wrist, whimpering out a no. The build up orgasm vanished, leaving you hanging in the ear and almost crying for his touch. You were more shocked about the neediness in your voice than he was. Dabi knew exactly what he was doing, knew how to get you to your breaking point. “If you want me to continue get undressed. We both know that you want this just as much as I do, don’t think I haven’t heard the way you moan out my name when you touch that little cunt of yours,” he locked his lips with yours, holding your face in both of his hands that were surprisingly warm and silky. The two of you got undressed in-between deep kisses, your tongues battling for dominance but once his snaked one of his hands around your throat and squeezed shut he won, picking you up and sitting you down on the table you were working on just a few minutes ago. “Fuck you’re so hot,” he breathed when he broke the kiss, looking your body up and down. “Shut up,” you ordered, pulling him in again to kiss you more, wanting him to touch you everywhere, your body felt like it was fire. And you knew he was the only one capable of putting it out. He pushed your back down on the table, going on his knees and putting your legs over his shoulders. His tongue was sharp for the first few licks he delivered to your needy little pussy, moans tumbling out of your lips without any shame. Nobody was here anywhere, so why bother? A sudden unknown feeling made you jolt up and you looked at him with wide eyes. Dabi stopped for a short moment, pulling out his tongue and revealing his new piercing. “Got it done two weeks ago, thought you might like it,” He heard a small ‘fuck’ before his lips were attached to the bud between your wet lips again, his tongue changing from sharp to flat, sometimes dipping into your dripping hole. His hands roamed your body, gripping and smacking the inside of your thighs every now and then, knowing how much you liked the pain. “Harder,” you pleaded, feeling him smile before his hand delivered harder slaps to your jiggling flesh. An idea popped into his mind and he decided to use his quirk slightly, his palms heating up before his next slap. Never in his life had he heard such a with pleasure dripping sound, his thick cock jumping in his tight pants. You were so close, you knew only a few more licks and you would be over the edge, finally. You gripped his hair and clenched your thighs around his head to. “What?” you yelped when he stopped once more, right before you came and you saw his deviant smile. “That’s for spitting on me doll, don’t try that shit with me again,” he grabbed you by your neck and pulled you into a deep kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue and the way he dug his nails into your skin made you moan sinfully. “Can’t deny, can’t confirm,” you repeated his sentence, a bratty glow in your eyes. His dick was hard, throbbing at the filthy look you gave him but he wasn’t done with eating you out yet. This time he added one, then two and then three fingers into you, stretching you out, curling them up and changing his pace every once in a while. He played with your clit again, slurping and licking away, not letting anything drop. Dabi pressed down on your abdomen and you gasped, ready to come undone on his skilled finger. He pulled them out of you and stopped, blowing cold air onto your warm cunt. You were whinning, kicking him with your legs and he smirked, continuing his torture. After he denied your orgasm a fourth time you had a few tears rolling down your face, a complete and needy mess. The hormones making your go wild. “Please, Dabi, please let me come, please, please, please, I’m begging you, god” you whined, trying everything for him to just touch you again. He looked at your helpless form, having you in complete control with how he was holding you, pinning you onto the desk. “There is no need to call me god,” he told you, kissing your thighs and bitting into it. “Fuck, please Dabi, fuck me, finger me, I don’t care just make me cum. I can’t, it’s too much,” you were almost full on crying now, the arch in your core killing you. “I thought you wouldn’t let a filthy villain like me fuck you?” he asked, acting as shocked and confused. “If you won’t maybe I’ll ask Hawks, I bet he can actually fuck me properly,” you provoked the man in front of you. He slammed into you without warning, making you scream. He was a bit bigger than average, but wide and you could feel some piercings adore his shaft, rubbing against your thighs walls just perfectly. “Yeah, think Hawks can fuck you like this, slut? I don’t think so,” he grunted, choking you until you almost passed out. “But I bet you already know that, I bet you let him fuck this little pussy, bend you over the table when nobodies here anymore? Or maybe you leave the door unlocked and let him use your little hole when the risk of getting caught is right outside this door, am I right? You’re my little cock hungry slut, remember that only I can fuck you like this, I’ll ruin you for everyone else,” he slapped your tits again, pinching your nipples. “He won’t touch you ever again from now on,” your eyes grew wide when you noticed the blue flame on his pointer finger. “No, Dabi, st-Fuck-stop,” you tried pushing his hand down but the way he was pounding into you, circling your clit made you go dizzy, there was no strength in your left. A sinister smile formed on his lips when he burned you beneath your right boob. The pain was awful, but the way it mixed with pleasure was overwhelming and you came undone on him, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, while he continued fucking you rapidly, knowing he’s going to leave you bruised for days. For a short moment you forgot everything, only feeling pure bliss, like you're on clouds. He turned you around and the cold glass underneath you cooled down the fresh mark on your chest. “I’m not finished yet, think you can handle me?” he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled you back into him, looking at the reflection in the window. You looked so fucked and used. His eyes fell onto your chest and he felt his cock twitch inside you. He loved the twisted shit the two of you just pulled, the fact he is fucking your tight little hole right in the office at the hero agency. The fact such a cute, little hero was so filthy, letting him fuck her cunt without much of a fight. He knew this wasn’t the last time, knew he had to get more of you.His hand snaked into the front, twisting and pulling on your nipples, his lips finding your sweet spot again. You came again, hard and fuck, was he dreaming? He watched your shaking form, feeling you squirt all over him and some on the table, letting it drip down at the front. Dabi pulled out of you, your weak form sacking down onto the floor.He sat down in one of the chairs in front of your office table. He was stroking his cock, giving you as few seconds before grabbing your neck, pushing his dick past your lips and holding you down. You choked and gagged, while he held you still, watching the way drool was dripping down on the floor, mixing with your cum that was dripping from your pussy. “So worn out, hm doll? But look at you, still taking my cock like a good girl. Maybe next time I won’t let you wait so long until I fuck you senseless,” he pulled you off of his dick, your mouth open to gasp for air. He used the opportunity to spit into your mouth, pulling you to his dick again. “Now put yourself to use and make me cum my dirty little slut,” he made you look up to him with his hand on your chin before letting go, so you can suck his dick. You went up and down on his dick, sticking out your tongue and letting it circle around his tip from time to time when your mouth needed a small break. Your hand stroke up and down with your mouth, while the other one was massaging his balls.

“Fuck, you’re such a whore. This is by far the best blow job I ever received. Don’t stop, just like this, fuck,” he dragged out the last fuck when you looked up to him through your lashes. You could feel him twitch in your mouth, but he grabbed your hair and pulled you off, his hand gripping his dick and giving it some sloppy strokes before he came all over your face, some dripping down onto your chest. “You still sure you don’t want this?” he asked you after he came down from his high. He took his shirt from the floor and gripped your chin tightly. Dabi gently wiped away his cum from your face, leaving what was left on your chest. “Fuck you,” you whispered, worn out from the heavy orgasm that just rolled over you. “No, that’s your job from now on,” he grinned down on you and pulled on his pants again. “Hey, how fast will it take for the heros to come here once you pushed this button?” he wondered, his eyes laying on the small red button. “Around five minutes for Hawks, the rest 10, why?” “Well, I hope you can explain this mess to Hawks,” he pushed the button, an alarm immediately going off. “You fucking asshole!” you yelled, panic filling your body. “What? There is an intruder in your office, someone should come and help you, you’re a bit fucked out right now” he winked, throwing his jacket over you. He kissed your forehead before a portal appeared behind him. “Text me sometime,” Dabi told you before walking into it and disappearing.You watched him in disbelieve, pulling his jacket off while standing up. A cream for burn marks fell out of his pocket. “You might need this,” was written on the small note attached to it. You looked at the mark he left on you, claiming you as his and his only, T/D

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staywritten · 4 years

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Roommates II│Han Jisung (M)

Roommates II

Synopsis: Jisung is a selfish, rude and loud roommate but he’s also really cute and you can’t help but develop a crush or ignore the unspeakable tension. Roommate!Au

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1787

Part I

M.List

I was inspired by the amazing prompt list made by @prolixitae

33. "How do you expect me to concentrate when you keep rubbing your foot against my crotch?"

The past few months with Jisung had been great. As far as being roommates went, you argued less and there was no longer this passive-aggressive tension when it came to cleaning or playing loud music. However, now there was this unspoken sexual tension. The two of you had hooked up from time to time but never defined it. You were just two roommates that had sex and went on dates exclusively with one another.

Your living situation was ideal enough for you to resign your lease so there were definitely worst situations.

On this particular night, you found yourself studying in Jisung’s room, laying on his bed while he played video games with Chan and Changbin over discord. And for the first few hours, you were fine with it. You liked sitting in his room because you got lonely in yours, but after a while, you were starting to feel needy. Leaning closer to his chair you let your legs drape across his lap.

He looked over at you, giving you a little smile and giving you a squeeze before going back to the game. “You ok?” he mouthed. You nodded, letting him continue his game, absently scrolling through your phone until you got daring again.

This time the heel of your foot rubbing over his sweat pants. He took in a sharp breath, grabbing your leg and instantly stilling you. He shot you a glare when he missed his kill hearing Changbin complain, especially since he’d been on a losing streak. “Yes?” he whispered to you seeing that mischievous glint in your eyes.

You shrugged, looking back to your phone and for a few minutes, he was good. He was wrapped back up in his game. Rather it was him working on music, gaming or studying you loved what he looked like when he was focused on something. The furrow in his brow, the pout on his lips, the concentration in his eyes. He was adorable. Admittedly you liked pissing him off just to see him get worked up.

Was it healthy? Probably not but he was just so fun to mess with.

Something that kinda boosted your ego knowing that you could make him lose his game if you wanted. All you had to do was tease his cock, or crawl under his desk. Making him lose would be so easy, but you were bored and needed more stimulation than that.

You smirked rubbing your foot against his crotch again, his body instantly reacting to your teasing. This time he grabbed your ankle harder, cocking his head in annoyance. “Do you want me to turn it off?” he whispered, covering his mic.

“No you can keep playing” You giggled, biting your lip innocently bringing your leg up and making it brush the growing tent in his sweatpants. “If you win i’ll give you a prize~”

“What?” he did a double-take, more so expecting you to tell him to turn it off.

Leaning closer to him you kissed him just under his ear, chuckling when you hear Changbin complaining that Jisung wasn’t paying attention. Your hand pressing low on his abs. “I’ll let you fuck me if you win” you whispered against the shell of his ear.

“Mmmm that so?” he quirked a brow, seeing you grin. “And if I lose?”

“Then I go back to my room, and I fuck myself” you smirked. “You can keep playing until you win” you leaned back on to his bed, going back to your phone.

He looked at you suspiciously. “So you’re just gonna sit there and be good until I win?”

You chuckled and shrugged “I may get bored and make myself cum if you take too long”

“Gimmie two games”

“Fair”

Jisung paused for a moment before going back to his game, a newfound concentration on his face before he responded to Changbin and Chan.

Watching him play you continued to occasionally tease him. Anywhere from rubbing your legs across his lap to touching yourself. Nothing too handsy but just enough that he’d catch glimpses in his peripheral. Your hand rubbing over your breast, your fingers ghosting the hem of your nightshirt, making the hem rise. Those little sighs that sounded too close to a moan.

He took in a breath trying to ignore you and focus on the game. His fingers slamming his mechanical keyboard as he clicked his mouse furiously shouting orders to Chan.

It took a little longer than you anticipated, but after each loss he would gently squeeze your thigh, almost like an apology. His anxiety spiking just abit when he could feel your patience run thin.

He took in a sharp breath watching as your hand disappeared into your panties. His hand gripped a bit tighter giving you a desperate look before refocusing on his game.

“Finally!” you looked up from your phone hearing him cheer. He had the brightest smile on his face. “GG boys, I gotta go. See you tomorrow” he ended his discord chat before crawling into bed with you. Making you giggle at how hastily he pinned you. “Did you enjoy teasing me?” his dark brown eyes practically sparkling at you. “How do you expect me to concentrate when you keep rubbing your foot against my crotch?" his nose rubbed against your skin as he placed little kisses on the underside of your jaw.

“Mmmm… you managed” you chuckled, releasing a blissful sigh feeling him cup your center through your panties. “Maybe I didn’t distract you enough”

“You’re soaked…” he smirked, licking his lips.

“What can I say, it took you long enough” you widen your legs for him.

Pushing your shirt up over your breast he grinned. Lips kneading and sucking your breast as his hands made their way into your panties. Your whimpers and moans encouraging his pace. “Jisung… please” you cried out as he pinched your clit.

“Please what?” he scoffed, biting down on your breast. “You weren’t very nice earlier teasing me like that”

“But I-”

“But nothing. Don’t you owe me a prize?” he gave you a cheeky grin. He pumped his fingers in and out of you. Picking up speed anytime you tried to open your mouth to respond. “Hm? Speak up Baby?” he curled his finger in just the right spot making your cry out. “Damn I love that voice” he peppered kisses up your neck and jaw “Did I make you cum already?”

“No” you huffed in embarrassment.

“No?” he laughed “I didn’t make you cum?” he moved his fingers in and out of you, riding out your sensitive core, squeezing him. Pulling his finger out, he grinned seeing it covered in your slick. “You wanna say that again?”

You panted and smirked, loving when he’d get worked up. “I made it easy for you. I did half the work”

“Open” he brushed his finger against your lip. Seeing you pout he playfully ran the pad over your mouth “I said open Baby” Licking your lips you opened your mouth, taking his finger in and sucking hard. Tasting your bitterness as your tongue swirled around his finger.

“Mmmm Baby you’re so pretty” he cupped your face with his free hand. He couldn’t help but to pump his fingers in your mouth, making you moan out. “You like that don’t you?” he smirked seeing you nod “Good girl…” tugging your hair he pulled you back, your mouth wide open in want. Your mewls were music to his ears. You moved to take him in your mouth. Head bobbing on his crotch as his fingers laced in yours. “That’s it...Mmm. right there” as you pleasured him, his fingers slipped back into your panties, moving in a circular motion. Seeing your body shake only encouraged him.

You’d only gotten more aggressive as there was this unspoken race to get the other to cum first. And as he loved your voice, your mouth, and that pretty little cunt. His favorite thing about when you had sex was how much eye contact you’d maintain. Even when you were embarrassed. It’s like you always had to see what you were doing to him.

Feeling your body clenched and squeeze his fingers he knew you were getting closer. You whined, grabbing his hand to still him. “I wanna cum from this” you placed a kiss on to his harden length. “Please? Can I?”

“How can I say no?” he smiled lovingly at you before pulling back completely and laying you on your back. You only came once but you looked so pretty. He couldn’t wait until you were all fucked out because of him. Rubbing him self against your entrance he slipped in so easily. You’d been ready for him for some time now and it almost wasn’t fair you had to wait so long. Feeling him stretch you out you wrapped your arms around his neck. His name, a moan on your lips as he slammed into you.

He tugged your night shirt up again, letting you bite down on the fabric so it wouldn’t obstruct your body. He could have just taken it off you but he loved fucking you partially dressed. Call it a kink or not, he just thought it was so sexy to see you fucked out of your mind, partially dressed.

His grip on your hip enough to bruise, evidence that he’d been getting stronger with his recent workouts. “Fuck” he grunted under his breath, his resolve crumbling with how loudly you screamed for him, how deep he hit, how hard you squeezed. Your back arched against his bed as he held your hips close to his. Needing to hit as far as you could take him.

Your legs hooked around his waist guiding him further. “Jisung- Ah. I’m cumming I’m...are you close?”

“Almost there Baby, just cum for me. Please” he pressed kisses against your jaw. “Pretty girl…” he groaned feeling your body tighten and shiver from him. He helped you ride out your high as he came right behind you. Your face contouring in pleasure, eyes rolling back as his name was a prayer on your lips.

As you both came down, he got you cleaned up and cuddled close to you. Your head laying on his arm as he laced his fingers with yours. “Sleep Baby” he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

You languidly laid against him, his fingers brushing your hair until you fell asleep.

End.

Just a little part 2 I worked on while I was stuck at home being sick

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May I?

****DISCLAIMER: This is a modern oneshot about elucien,. nothing on the ship tho. I just love both of em.

fluff+smut(kinda?)

She was a shy girl. Never talked about anything; certainly not about others. She was a girl of wonders and latent miracles then, he always thought. She looked like the queen of the day in her cute little outfits paired with a perfect hair. She was a not much of an attention seeker, but guys did talk about her and stared at her while she walked down the hallways. It made him angry-why? - he never knew, he just had a burning pang of jealousy. She had hidden potential and a strength he knew not how. She must be like the blazing sun on winter morning, a girl to warm even the coldest of glaciers, he always thought.

Lucien sighed.

“And what it is that made you sigh before the sday started when I didn’t even wake up to bring you trouble?” chimed Vassa as a greeting.

“Nothing. Im gonna get ready,” he added while pacing towards his room.

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Lucien was a good looking, handsome piece for girl too pine over in every way possible. He had a golden-brown skin paired with shoulder length russet hair and eyes, a muscular body every one wants. What made it better was his immaculate taste of dressing whether it was casual or fancy. Most of the girls of the high school had a fantasy to be the girl beside Lucien Vanserra but he never gave any signs to be interested in anyone. He was a guy of one-time hookups with girls he hadn’t found eyesore, which were few. He was excellently good with his grades and easily the best athlete of the year. But what made him nervous was his English class with Elain Archeron, the girl with sunshine smile. They never talked though, weird, he always thought. Because he always felt he knew her.

“Get your ass out of the car, sweetcakes. We are here,” Vassa broke his chain of thoughts.

“Okay. Should I wait for you?”

“No, you go ahead. There’s Jurian waiting for me,” Vassa waved to a figure at a distance.

Jurian and Vassa had been now dating for three years, a classic bickering turned into high school love. Lucien found it adorable though.

“Kayy, will meet you lot during lunch” and started towards the school.

The hallway was still a bit deserted. Students were yet to file the place. He reached for his locker when he heard some catcalls. He looked around to find out what’s going on, only to find a few girls meddling with Elain. He knew better than to simply interfere but it made him angry. It was Briallyn and her cronies, easily the meanest and most plastic girls he had known. He saw one shove Elain and she fell. They laughed at her and sashayed away.

Bitches, he thought and walked over to where Elain was arranging the things spilled from her bag.

He offered her a hand and,

“May I?”

His first words to her and his heart made a jolt at the realization. She looked up and he met those lovely brown eyes.

“Sure,” her voice was a floral pathway. She took his hand and stood up. Her palm was as soft as marsh mellows.

“Thank you so much,” she said and he was so absorbed in her face, he didn’t register what she said.

“Um, sorry, what did you say?”

“I said thank you, Lucien. Where are you lost?” she offered a sweet smile.

“Nowhere. You know my name?” the surprise in his voice was obvious because he thought she never noticed him.

“of course, I do. We have English together and we sit beside each other every day, you dummy,” she laughed, “Besides, who wouldn’t know Lucien Vanserra, huh?”

His cheeks were flustered and red, “Oh shut up,” he muttered.

“Why deny it, bud?” she only replied while answering a text on her phone.

“What do you have on first period?” he changed the topic. She was not as shy as he thought. She WAS full of surprises. An introvert with cute personality, ambivert, he thought.

“Boring, old chem. You?” she looked up.

“Boring, old history,” he imitated and she laughed.

“Okay, let’s not get late. And thank you again. See you at English,” she started off.

“Elain, wait up,” Lucien hollered and jogged up to her.

“What is it?

“Would you like to sit with us at lunch?” her eyes widened.

“Are you sure? B-but wouldn’t your friends mind?”

She sounded worried.

“No, they wouldn’t at all,” Lucien scuffed, Vassa loved new people, “Would you?”

“Sure. Nobody ever offered me before,” she mumbled.

“Well, its finally nice to meet you, Elain Archeron,” he offered a hand.

“You too, Vanserra,” she took his hand and shook it, smiling at him.

He never felt this contented while he headed to boring, old History.

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Elain hadn’t felt this content for a long time. When Lucien Vanserra asked her to join her at lunch. She was very nervous but Lucien’s easy smile had made her feel better. He was a good guy, no, a great guy- she thought. After the day he had extended a hand, it felt like he had extended a hand to a new life. She was pleased with her quiet life but not happy. Vassa was quite pleasant too. She was way funnier than she appeared to be. She went to parties, went out and had been included in a group, she felt nice. And there was always a Lucien to help her with anything. Once she was distraught from a nightmare when she called him, and he was there all-night cracking jokes over phone. She felt a tug towards him, a feeling she couldn’t really explain. But not seeing him for a day now made her uneasy. She wasn’t closed off with him around, she only felt more braver and daring though.

And now she waited for him in front of her house while thinking how one extended hand had changed so many things.

A car honked. There he is, looking handsome in his excellent choice of clothing.

“Hi” she said while climbing into the car.

“Hey, you look good today,”

“Thanks, bud,” she smiled to herself before adding, “Where are we going today? Where’s Vassa and Jurian?”

“Well, it’s just you and me today. They’ve gone to a date.”

“Oh. So, what are we doing today?”

“We’re going to the beach.”

“Now? But its way past the sunset,” she sounded a bit surprised.

“You’ve never been to the beach at night?” now he was the one to sound surprised.

“No,”

“Let me be your first, then. My father owns a cottage on the shore. It’s beautiful, you’ll love it when you see the garden,” he gave her that smile. There were butterflies in her stomach. Oh fuck.

“Elain?”

“Yes?”

“I’m glad we are friends,” he was looking so flushed and adorable, she reached out and kissed his cheek.

His eyes widened.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Lucien, if it made you awkward-,” she started but he laughed it off.

He said, “You can do whatever you want to do with me. I’m at your service ma’am,”

She laughed and looked out the window. They were almost there and it was beautiful, as Lucien said.

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Lucien felt a bit nervous around Elain today. He couldn’t figure out why when he was always easy with her. She now surveyed the cottage and the view with her cute little exclaims.

They settled at the beach on a blanket and two bottles of beers. They were lying down and kind of leaning on to each other. Elain was laughing at something he had said and was leaning on her elbow when she looked up to him, directly into his eyes. It took all his self-control to restrain himself from kissing her.

All of a sudden, something shifted.

As if she heard his thought, felt it.

Because one moment she was beside him and then on top of him the next. And then, her lips met his.

He was shocked. But before he kissed back, she withdrew and said, “I’m so sorry. It’s okay if you don’t want it-”

But he wanted nothing more than this. So, he said nothing.

He just brought his mouth to hers and dived into the madness he had hidden for so long.

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Elain didn’t know what she was doing. She was just… doing. It felt so right to her. She just fit in with him in every way possible. Staring at his face while he was talking, a sound as deep as the ocean as well as a mere whisper. A look on his face made her sit on him and kiss like a maniac. He hadn’t kissed back and she regretted right away. She had ruined the friendship, now she’d be lonely again. She started to explain him.

But…

His lips came to her, claimed her.

She didn’t have time to think. She kissed back as much as she could. He tasted of beer and autumn breeze. And so good, was so good. Oh god.

She slid her hands around hands his neck and snaked them into hair and grabbed it. She needed him closer, she wanted- needed- more.

She didn’t know when their tongue made their way to each other and caressed each other.

She pulled away first. They both panted as they stared at each other.

“I wasn’t anticipating this today,” Lucien murmured as he put his mouth on the pulse on her neck and sucked. She moaned again and whispered,

“Can we take this inside?” she swallowed before she added, “I need you closer.”

Lucien’s eyes shot up to her, bewildered.

“Are you sure, Elain? You don’t have to-” he started.

But she interrupted him by pulling his mouth to hers and placed a kissed and said, “I am surer than ever. Take me inside,” she commanded. She didn’t know where the courage came from. Certainly not, when she never kissed before.

Lucien carried her inside with feather soft kisses all over her which she returned generously. As Lucien placed her on the bed gently, she pulled him onto him and kissed him again, being needy.

“So greedy, huh?” he laughed again her lips.

“You will be for me, Lucien,” she replied as she pulled his shirt off, continuing to remove hers.

“You know you shouldn’t rush it,”

“I don’t want your cock in me so soon. I don’t give that satisfaction,” she didn’t know that she had it in herself to talk this way.

“oh really? Then what do you want?”

“Touch me. Taste me.”

“I’d love to,” he moaned as she pressed a hand down his length, “I never knew you were so dominating. Do you know how hot you sound?”

“You are yet to know me,” Elain brought her mouth to him again. Lucien’s hand made its way all the way down where he reached the lines of her underwear. He cupped her and swore at how drenched it was. She grinded against his hand and ordered, “Take them down, now.

He peeled those off and marveled at how beautiful she was, his eyes full of desire. He touched her and swore at the wetness. He continued to give her what she wanted, but not quite. She writhed and gasped when he slid a finger inside her while circling her clit. She was so close to the edge; she gripped the bedsheet to control. All of a sudden, he stopped and she writhed and rubbed at the emptiness. Lucien gave her a wicked smile and lowered his mouth to suck on her clit. He kept sucking and stroking with his tongue, and Elain, she couldn’t grasp the feeling. She was seeing stars and was swarming. She screamed his name as she came. The feeling, she couldn’t handle. She touched herself a few times, but this was just too much. She didn’t want him to stop yet she couldn’t handle anymore. Lucien kept it going again and again. She came again and again. After a long time, he finally removed his mouth and kissed her. Exhaustion dawned on her but she pulled him to her. He laid beside her and hugged her. She put her head on his chest and drank in the scent, drank his very existence as if an expensive bottle of wine.

“You don’t how much I wanted this, wanted you,”

“You don’t how much I yearned for you, either,”

“I wish I can have this with you every day,” he sighed”

“May I?” she looked up to him. His eyes shone.

A yes.

The words he gave her the very first time.

#acosf #acotar #acomaf #acowar #elain #lucien #elucien #feyre #nesta acotar #rhysand #cassian #morrigan #azriel #amren #fic #fantasy #fae #prythian

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Entry 36: Chucking Infants into Pocket Dimensions

Before we go on to Conquest, I’m going to do the Birthright Paralogues. They all fit into a theme, in case you couldn’t tell, one that will cause three-four Supports per update to be centered on a new character.

So, between entries 20 and 21, Corrin and Kaze got married. That unlocked two new Paralogues. Now, for no reason in particular, let’s talk about how Paralogues worked in Fire Emblem Awakening. Halfway through Awakening, you learn that Marth, the mysterious masked swordsman who has been helping you out throughout the game, is actually a future version of Chrom’s daughter Lucina, who traveled back in time to stop her father’s murder. After the time travel sub plot is introduced, you can begin unlocking Paralogues by having the Shepherds marry one another. In each Paralogue, you meet one of Lucina’s companions, also a child of one of the Shepherds. In Awakening, the name and personality of the child was determined by the mother, but the father determined their stats, giving which units you pair up meaning. Now, the time travel children storyline wasn’t perfect, few things in Awakening were, but it at least made sense in the game. Awakening’s story revolved around two things: time travel and the bonds between units. And the child units fit in with that story and those themes, as well as giving important gameplay ramifications to the dating sim elements. Now that I’m done talking about the Fire Emblem game that heavily, heavily inspired the direction of Fates, let’s play the Paralogue that unlocks when Corrin gets married.

Paralogue 2: Dragon Blood

The chapter begins by showing us Kana, a mini version of Corrin with Kaze’s hair color, who talks about how his mother is going to visit today. Kana is attacked by spooky ghost men and Corrin, his mother, runs in to save him.

So, Corrin is a mother now. How, you might ask, considering the fact that she and Kaze got married mid-battle yesterday? Well, it’s simple. As the narration that played when Corrin and Kaze got married stated, Corrin and Kaze chucked their infant son into a pocket dimension immediately after he was born. And, because time flows differently in the pocket dimensions, he’s like twelve now. They also must have left Corrin there for nine months, unless pregnancies happen overnight in this world.

Now, this raises a few questions. Why weren’t these pocket dimensions ever mentioned or used in the story of Birthright? Why didn’t Corrin and Kaze stay with Kana to raise him? Who thought this was a good idea? And, sadly, none of these questions will ever be answered.

Kana transforms into a Feral Dragon and the battle begins. This battle features the gang picking off enemies in a large field. There are Dragon Veins to raise and lower the river levels, which may have made the map interesting, but I didn’t use them. Kana is a green unit during this chapter, but spent it stationary at the top of the map. On turn eight, two capturable bosses, a pair of idiot berserkers named Lloyd and Llewyn showed up; I captured one of them and killed the other.

Corrin gives Kana a dragonstone, Kana whines until Corrin takes him with her, and the chapter ends without me ever being given a reason to care about Kana.

Now, let’s go back to what I said about Awakening. In Awakening, the child characters worked because they were tied into the story. In this game, they’re tacked on in the laziest, most nonsensical way. I get why they exist, Awakening was a success and this game tried to replicate everything it did, but it just doesn’t work. In Awakening, the player has a reason to collect the children, to reassemble Lucina’s lost team. But, without that reason or any story significance, I am left apathetic at best and annoyed at worst towards these units. It especially hurts that this chapter gave me little characterization for Kana beyond “cute child soldier”.

Kana

Kana, Corrin’s child. Their gender is always the opposite of Corrins; because Kana actually has different Supports based on gender, I shall use the names Mana and Fana instead. Design wise, they where Corrin’s outfit, but with a blue scarf that looks like a collar. Both forms of Kana have terrible haircuts for different reasons. Kana’s personal skill, Draconic Heir, heals them if they have a dragonstone equipped; this makes Kana more dragonstone based than Corrin, who has an overpowered sword. My main problem with Kana is their personality, or lack there of. Kana is characterized as...cute. Cute and needy. Which is both boring, and again, kinda messed up. Worse, like Corrin, the game seemingly forgets their animalistic dragon form after this chapter, which is a waste.

Now, let’s talk about how child Supports work. All children have one Support with their father (or mother in Shigure and Mana’s case) and one with their mother. Because their mother is not set, the mother conversation is vague and rewritten with slight variations. I am not going to read the same Support ten times for each child, and will instead just read the Corrin version.

Support Fana/Corrin

C: Corrin finds Kana carrying boxes so she can earn money. Corrin asks what Kana needs money for and Kanna refuses to tell.

B: Kana buys Corrin a ring as a gift.

A: Corrin gives Kana a ring as a gift.

Review: I already didn’t like Kana and damn did this Support not help things.

Support: Kana/Mother

Odd thing I need to note about this one; Fana has a unique Support with Corrin but Mana just has the generic mother Support. It’s weird. I assume during planning the writers were told to have each child have one Support with Corrin, one with their mother, and one with their father, resulting in a Corrin Support that could only be used for one Kana. Still, it’s odd.

C: Kana picks their mother flowers. Their mother likes them, but explains to Kana that picking flowers kills them. Something Kana did realize, because child soldier.

B: Kana shows their mother pretty flowers.

A: The mother shows Kana the collection of flowers they've picked over time.

Review: The problem with Kana is that Kana is just cute. No other personality traits beyond “child”. This Support is fine, but it’s also dull and doesn’t make Kana a deeper character. Also, Corrin being a parent is weird because Corrin’s whole personality centers on them being naive, but Corrin as a parent acts calm and responsible.

Support: Mana/Father

C: Mana complains about Corrin always treating him like a child, when he wants to help her out more. His father tells him the thing he does to make Corrin happy. Kana suggests they have a contest on who can do the most things for Corrin.

B: Mana ties with his father in the contest.

A: Corrin tells Mana to stop doing chores and play with his friends who I haven't recruited yet. His father explains that Corrin just wants him to enjoy his childhood while he can. Mana insists his father relax to.

Review: I switched between Silas, Kaze, and Jakob while reading this one and had no problem following it, which goes to show that parents have all the personality of tofu in these ones. That said, Corrin wanting Mana to have a happy childhood is nice. Perhaps an attempt by her to ensure he doesn’t have a lonely upbringing like she did.

Mana and Shigure, Azura’s son, can also have a sibling Support. Not with each other, I mean, with other children.

Support: Kana/Sibling

C: Mana and his sibling start patrolling the camp.

B: Mana and his sibling continue patrolling the camp.

A: Mana asks his sibling to teach him to be stronger.

Review: I fell asleep while reading this one, causing this update to be a day late.

Now that I think about it, Man isn’t twins with his sibling. Mana is explicitly called younger in the B-Rank. Which means Corrin was pregnant for like two years between battles. Azura too, for Shigure to have siblings. Also, why were the kids placed in different Outrealms? Wouldn’t it make more sense to keep all of them, or at the very least the royal siblings and cousins, together?

Wait a minute. Did I just get through an entire update without a bad S-Rank Support? Is this what happiness feels like?

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Hannibal and Friendships

So I found the whole friendship theme in Season 1 of "Hannibal" very interesting (especially episodes 7 and 8). We are presented with many different friendships and relationships for Hannibal and yet there's only ONE person he truly feels lonesome without...

But here's the list of people that present Hannibal with the opportunity for friendship:

. FRANKLYN

. BEDELIA

. WILL

. TOBIAS

. ALANA

. JACK

So I wanted to type up what my analysis of certain scenes, and what I feel each person means to Hannibal, or is for Hannibal.

FRANKLYN

Franklyn is one of Hannibal's patients who desperately wants to be more than a patient. He wants to be Hannibal's friend. But Hannibal tells him... No. I'm your psychiatrist. I'm not your friend. So, basically using the "I'm your psychiatrist" as an excuse. He COULD be friends with Franklyn, if he desired. But he just doesn't.

Here's the script:

HANNIBAL Would you like to discuss our chance encounter?

FRANKLYN Wasn’t all together chance. I kinda thought you’d be there, which isn’t why I was there. I was there because I like that sort of thing. Just occurred to me you might, too.

HANNIBAL In fact, I do.

FRANKLYN I was trying to get your attention. Stand within your peripheral vision but not directly in front of you.

HANNIBAL I was aware of that.

FRANKLYN I knew you were aware, even though you pretended that you weren’t. It felt like you were rejecting me.Hannibal offers a small, warm smile.

HANNIBAL It would be unethical to approach a patient or acknowledge in any way our relationship outside this room until that patient gives consent.

FRANKLYN I don’t really know who you are outside this room.

HANNIBAL I’m your psychiatrist.

FRANKLYN I feel rejected again.

HANNIBAL Why do you suppose that is?

FRANKLYN Cause I want you to be my friend.

HANNIBAL Of course you do. I have intimate knowledge of you.

FRANKLYN And you like the same things I do. I think we’d be good friends. It makes me sad I have to pay you.

Hannibal attempts to hone the topic of conversation to:

HANNIBAL Tell me about Tobias.

FRANKLYN Tobias is my best friend, but I am not Tobias’s best friend. He has cancelled on me so many times. He almost didn’t come to the show. But he sure took an active interest in my active interest in you.

HANNIBAL Have you put Tobias on a pedestal?

FRANKLYN Yes and he saw a higher pedestal.

HANNIBAL I am a source of stability and clarity, Franklyn, not your friend.

So that's the deal with Franklyn. Hannibal isn't interested in being friends with Franklyn, but Franklyn is interested in being friends with Hannibal. It is one-sided. Hannibal has rejected him.

BEDELIA

When Hannibal goes to see Bedelia, the roles are reversed. Now he's the patient. He says to Bedelia "you and I are friendly" and she responds as Hannibal did. You're my patient (AKA I'm your psychiatrist). I'm not your friend. I felt this was her way of saying "I know this version of you is not who you truly are. We can't be friends if the real you is not actually present". She can see through the veil; she is not fooled by the friendly mask Hannibal wears.

Here's the script.

BEDELIA This always goes better if I’m perfectly honest with you.

HANNIBAL What would be the point otherwise.

BEDELIA Well, one of us has to be honest.

HANNIBAL I’m honest.

BEDELIA Not perfectly.

HANNIBAL As honest as anyone.

BEDELIA Not really. I have conversations with a version of you and hope the actual you gets what he needs.

HANNIBAL A version of me?

BEDELIA Naturally, I respect its meticulous construction, but you are wearing a very well tailored person suit.

HANNIBAL (good-natured teasing) Do you refer to me as Person Suit with your psychiatrist friends?

BEDELIA I don’t discuss patients with my psychiatrist friends, especially since I only have one patient who chose to ignore my retirement.

HANNIBAL A patient who wears a Person Suit.

BEDELIA I can still see the shape of you, but you’re elegantly obstructed. So really, it’s less of a person suit and more of a human veil.

HANNIBAL

I prefer we call it a human shield.

BEDELIA That must be lonely.

HANNIBAL I have friends. And the opportunities for friends.

BEDELIA On the other side of the veil.

HANNIBAL You and I are friendly.

BEDELIA You’re my patient and my colleague, not my friend. When your hour is up I’ll pour you a glass of wine, nevertheless you’ll be drinking it on the other side of the veil.

HANNIBAL Why do you bother?

BEDELIA I see enough of you to see the truth of you. And I like you.

Hannibal smiles, liking her as she opens a small wine closet.

BEDELIA Red or white.

HANNIBAL I think something pink, don’t you?

Because Bedelia has the ability to see him, or at least pieces of him, I think Hannibal is interested in pursuing her friendship. I think, like Franklyn feels towards Hannibal, that she is a source of stability and clarity, especially where his feelings for Will are concerned.

WILL

When Hannibal sees Will, he asks... Am I your psychiatrist or are we just having conversations? At this point, there's a pattern. There's the Doctor/Patient relationship, which equates to "Not friends", and then there's the Friendship. This keeps being brought up. We're meant to make connections.

So basically, Hannibal asked Will, "Am I your psychiatrist or am I your friend?"

This is the first time Hannibal actually asks the other person how they feel about it, which I feel expresses Hannibal's true desire to be Will's friend. Not just to be friendly, not just to keep up appearances (for the sake of the mask he wears). He truly, deeply, wants to be Will's friend.

I feel he was curious as to how Will would respond and didn't want to step over the line, and admit what he wanted from Will, unless he was sure that Will would react positively. It just goes to show you how much control Will has over Hannibal. Hannibal was exhibiting an UNEASINESS with expressing his ideas about friendship with Will. He wouldn't even use the word "friendship", just to be safe; he disguised it as "just having conversations". I feel it was partly because he didn't want to influence Will's response, in one way or another, but also because he didn't want to put himself out there unless he was sure that Will felt the same.

Will responds with "yes"; saying that Hannibal is both a psychiatrist AND a friend.

This is the first time that two people are on the same page; that it's not one-sided. They meet in the middle.

Here's the script.

WILL GRAHAM Have you been drinking?

HANNIBAL I had a glass of wine with my last appointment.

WILL GRAHAM You drank with a patient?

HANNIBAL She drank with a patient. I have an unconventional psychiatrist.

WILL GRAHAM We have that in common.

HANNIBAL Am I your psychiatrist or are we simply having conversations?

WILL GRAHAM Yes, I think is the answer to that.

So we have the same question under three different circumstances.

"Is this a Doctor/Patient relationship or a Friendship?" AKA "Is this Impersonal or Personal?"

That's what "I'm your psychiatrist" and "you're my patient" actually means. It means "this is not personal", or "I don't see the real you/you don't see the real me".

So this is where we are, so far:

FRANKLYN - NOT A FRIEND (Hannibal's NO)

Hannibal doesn't want to be friends with Franklyn because he's not clever enough to see him. Hannibal wouldn't even present Franklyn with the opportunity. He is not interested in Franklyn. Franklyn is annoying; he's impolite (drops his used tissues on Hannibal's desk). He's needy. He's too open, and therefore no fun, because Hannibal doesn't really have to try analyzing him at all; it's all right out in the open, and that which isn't, is not hard to figure out. One-dimensional, you could say, therefore boring. He's weak, he's whiny. And he's not exactly stupid, but he's not very intelligent, either. He's just not what Hannibal's looking for in any sense.

So from Hannibal's point-of-view: "You're nothing like me."

BEDELIA - NOT A FRIEND (Bedelia's NO)

Bedelia doesn't consider them friends because she knows True Friendship is not in the True Hannibal's nature, and that she is not being allowed to see behind the human veil. I do think Hannibal truly likes her, but I think that he might also be bored by her, because she lacks passion. She doesn't have the same "madness" that's present in Will.

So from Hannibal's point-of-view: "You're too much like me."

WILL - A FRIEND (Will and Hannibal's YES)

Hannibal wants to be friends with Will because he knows Will already understands and sees exactly who he is underneath (even if Will himself is not aware) and that he would be clever enough to climb over his walls. So not only is Will suitable, because of these abilities, but he's also willing (so far, at least). He is a combination of Franklyn (willing) and Bedelia (suitable), but also something else entirely -- He's INTRIGUING. He's UNPREDICTABLE. For a man that can see things so clearly, this can be very exciting.

I feel that it's the combination of being Understood and being Intrigued that attracts Hannibal.

So from Hannibal’s point-of-view: “You’re a perfect combination of being like me yet nothing like me.”

Interestingly enough, the alcohol says a lot about Hannibal's perspective on things.

During the scene with Bedelia, she asks whether Hannibal wants Red or White wine. Hannibal responds with "I think something pink, don't you?"

In the next scene, Hannibal shares this pink wine with Will.

He does not share any drink with Franklyn.

Hannibal didn't want red wine. He didn't want white wine. He wanted a combination of both; he wanted pink wine.

The red wine could stand for the doctor/patient relationship. It could also stand for being on ONE side of the veil as opposed to the other. And stand for being on the one side of the scale (basically one-sidedness).

The white wine could stand for friendship. It could also stand for being on the OTHER side of the veil. And for being on the other side of the scale (also one-sidedness).

The pink could stand for all of the above. The doctor/patient relationship AND friendship. Seeing THIS side of the veil AND seeing THAT side of the veil. Standing on both sides of the scale, balancing them out. Being just alike, but also being entirely different.

He doesn't want just one thing. He craves duality, which can be contradictory, and that's why it's so difficult to find just the right person. That one person who is worthy enough.

Ultimately, I feel the pink wine was symbolic of Meeting in the Middle. Of coming together. Of two separate, individual things becoming one.

He was basically stating exactly what it is he wants and craves; a Marriage, in all aspects.

When he mentioned which wine he wanted, that was his way of saying "this is what I want in a relationship". I don't think he was specifically saying it was what he wanted from Bedelia, but that he was saying it was what he wanted from whoever could manage to provide it. And I think that's why we weren't shown he and Bedelia drinking the wine together, but that we were shown (in the very next scene) he and Will drinking it together. Will was meant to be the focus of that statement, I believe. Everything that happened leading up to the scene with Will, was BECAUSE of Will. Those previous scenes were set up for THIS scene specifically. And this is why I say in the series that everything that happens, happens with Will in mind - all of those previous scenes were setting us up, or setting Hannibal up, for the idea that Will is the only person that could be a true friend and that provides Hannibal with all that he desires.

"The third time is the charm", they say.

And though Will was the main focus of all of this (the wine and the conversation with Franklyn and Bedelia), Hannibal, canonically, did still drink that wine with Bedelia. So she and Will are the only ones that Hannibal feels have the potential to be a friend, a true friend, to the whole of him. The only difference between the two is that Hannibal is just more interested in Will. Like I said previously, Bedelia lacks in passion, where Will does not. Will is very different from Hannibal (which intrigues him), while also very much like him (that duality). Will sees exactly who Hannibal is on the inside, while Bedelia sees only the shape. She may see Hannibal, to a degree, but she doesn't have the gift Will has, to be able to UNDERSTAND him. Even if Will doesn't yet realize who it is he's seeing, he does still see, very clearly, and that is relieving for Hannibal.

So now that we've discussed those 3 instances, I wanted to move on further to more people that present(ed) Hannibal with the opportunity for friendship: Tobias Budge, Alana Bloom, and Jack Crawford.

TOBIAS

Tobias, like Franklyn, wanted to be friends with Hannibal. He wanted to be seen and understood, just like Hannibal did, but Hannibal was not interested. He didn't want to be friends with Tobias, either. In the scene where Hannibal invites him over for dinner, he shares white wine with Tobias. Not pink. It is one-sided. Tobias was too much like him to be interesting.

ALANA

Then there's Alana. Alana is already Hannibal's friend, but she only sees the mask he wears. She has not seen past the veil; she's neither clever enough to climb over his walls, nor is she ever given the opportunity. Hannibal has deliberately closed himself off to her and therefore she cannot truly be considered a friend. That's why she is given her own beer, rather than shares pink wine with Hannibal. They are not meeting in the middle; that balance is not present here. This relationship is a fake one and she is, ultimately, on her own.

JACK

Hannibal's relationship with Jack is also a fake one. Hannibal uses Jack to get information on Will, and also arranges their get-together’s to try and convince Jack of Will's insanity (and also to alienate them from one another). In the end, Jack is a means to an end, much like Alana. It's mostly about Will, though there are also other reasons he keeps Jack around, and that's because he knows befriending Jack means Jack is less likely to believe he is a criminal.

Friendship, or relationships in general, can be blinding, and Hannibal is already an extraordinary actor.

So all in all, Will is the only one that caters to everything Hannibal desires. He's the only one capable of understanding exactly who he is, while being different enough to still be intriguing.

#hannibal lecter #will graham #alana bloom #jack crawford #hannigram #tobias budge #franklyn #relationship #friendship #analysis #analyze #wine

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holylulusworld · 4 years

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Lead on – Part 9 - Redemption is hard

Request: I had this idea of reader going to Stanford and liking Sam and he kinda leads her on knowingly but goes for Jessica and then years later Sam and Dean meet her like killing a vampire nest by herself with a samurai sword made with vampire blood and she looks so badass with an awesome tomb raider kinda get up and then she’s Crowley’s daughter with an angel and lucifer’s granddaughter so half angel/half demon

Pairing: Sam x Reader, Dean Winchester, Crowley

Warnings: angst, half angel-half demon reader, pissed Crowley, arguments, possessive Sam, fluff, sassy reader, fighting, blood, protective reader, nakedness, fingering, orgasm denial

Lead on Masterlist

Crowley is biting his tongue. He tries so hard to ignore the urge to kill Sam Winchester, the hunter defiling his daughter almost every night since he met you again.

Crowley doesn´t like the smile on your lips when you look up at Sam or the way the hunter’s hands are all over you anytime he gets the chance to.

“Seriously, can you stop touching my daughter right in front of me, Winchester? We are here as Y/N wants me to play father-in-law.” Crowley groans annoyed, rolling his eyes dramatically.

Dean smirks, chuckling as you pinch your father’s cheeks, giving him a dirty grin.

“Do you prefer a nice show, daddy? I don’t know if he is already hard, but Sammy and I could show you how good he can make me scream…”

Your father’s eyes flash red before he calms, remembering he will lose you forever if he attacks Sam right now. He must be smart, wait for his chance but you are always around and you almost sense when Sam is in danger.

“Daddy, it’s been two years. Sam won’t let me go even if I wanted to. Look at his posture. He’s full Alpha close to me and I love it. Makes me wet as hell.”

“Holy hell! If he ever hurts my daughter or messes up…” Panting Crowley jumps up, glaring at the way taller hunter. “No one in the history of torture’s been tortured with torture like the torture you’ll be tortured with if you do not keep your hands to yourself!”

Sam ignores the demon’s outburst, simply moving his arms around your waist he smirks at your father. “I hate to disappoint you Crowley but Y/N is mine. No one should try to part us, no one. If you try to get in between us, I’ll kill you.”

Raising his hands Crowley sighs heavily. “Why in bloody hell has my daughter to fall for a hunter, a Winchester for fuck’s sake.” Your grin widens seeing your father mutter and curse.

“Daddy, I love him.” Crowley stops in his tracks, gasping at your words. “Tell me I heard wrong, Y/N. Please tell daddy you are only playing with him.”

“Sorry, but these two are sick love-birds or rather rabbits.” Dean is patting Crowley’s shoulder, chuckling. “You don’t want to be here when these two are going at it. They even christened the kitchen, Crowley. We eat there…” Shuddering Crowley watches Sam snaking his tongue into your mouth.

—-

“I’m sorry for my father. I guess he will never get used to seeing you with me. Or maybe it was the thought of your huge cock pounding me hard turning daddy into a grumpy demon asshole.” Pawing at Sam’s shoulders, your legs wrapped around his waist you bite along his neck while he tries so hard to do research.

“Princess, I have to check this lore tonight. Don’t distract me…” Cursing Sam fists your hair when you bite him once again, trying to get his attention.

“I want to play with your little Sammy. I’ve missed you, Samuel. One week without you was so lonely. No one to fuck, tease or call Samuel. Boring…” Teasingly sliding your tongue over his ear shell you try to get Sam’s attention once again, but he refuses to stop reading his book and you leave his lap, sighing.

“I need to do this, Y/N. Give me half an hour and I’ll take care of you.” Sam is not looking at you when you start stripping your clothes off, not even when you lie on his bed, or the moment you start pinching your nipples.

“What a pity, Samuel. I guess I have to take care of my needs on my own again. I waited for you to come home but now I’ll get myself off.” Your hand snakes between your thighs and you start moaning.

Sam is glancing at you pleasuring yourself and his features darken. You are breaking one of his rules and his hands start twitching.

“Princess!” It’s a warning but you don’t care. One finger slips into your soaked pussy, and another but before you can start curling your digits Sam is gripping your hand. He’s leaning closer to bring your soaked fingers to his lips, licking your digits clean.

“What? You don’t want to help me out. I told you I need sex at least once a week and you let me down…again.” Pouting you struggle against his strength as he pins your hands down to roam your body with darkened eyes.

“I’ll let it slip this once and only as you are more than a needy, princess. Now, do as I say.” Sam purrs the words and you come almost there and then.

You want to give him a snarky comment but the aching in your core tells you otherwise, so you nod eagerly to get rewarded with three thick fingers entering your greedy cunt. “Fuck, so tight brat.”

Head lulling back, you want to grind against Sam’s fingers but he holds you down with one large palm pressing onto your hipbone. “Stay like that, princess. Gonna teach you a lesson.”

Lips parted, eyes fluttering shut you enjoy Sam’s fingers brushing over your g-spot, causing you to pant heavily. The coil is tightening, toes curling you feel your orgasm approach only for Sam to remove his fingers.

“No! No! Sam! I was so close…please.” Whining you try to bring his hand back between your legs, but he shakes his head. Hovering over you he kisses your nose gently before turning around to grab his abandoned book.

He’s lazily sucking his fingers clean, a devilish grin all over his handsome face he glances at you trying to get his hand back. “Punishment for touching yourself.”

“No…please. Over a week, Sammy…fuck I need you…” Tugging at his arm you try anything to make Sam budge, but he keeps on reading his lore.

“You will wait like a good girl and only get release when I tell you so.” Pissed you turn around, grabbing the blanket to cover your naked body. “Fuck you, asshole. If I don’t get any for over a week, you won’t get any for a month!”

“I decide…” Sam tries but you snap your fingers and you are out of his room and inside an empty room to sleep in.

You can hear Sam yelling but you don’t care. Using your powers, you seal the room, turning around to snuggle into the fluffy pillow. “Yeah, fuck you too… No one plays with me…”

—-

Days passed and even Dean recognized the silence between Sam and you. Before the last hunt, you almost clang to his brother and now you sit far away from him, poking your fork lust less into the food Dean prepared.

“Alright, Y/N. I hate to ask but what’s wrong between you and Sammy? I do not miss it at all but you used to do it like rabbits but now - …silence for days.” Dean’s eyes search your face as you sigh.

“I was alone for over a week as Sam refused to let me go on hunts. I was pissed before as I’m way more powerful than you or him, but I agreed. Then he comes back and refuses to give me attention. I tried to get myself off and he…”

Muttering you point at Sam as he enters the library. “He fingered me and didn’t let me cum. I won’t talk to that idiot ever again. I’m not a stupid girl he can play with. We have a hunt and I’m coming with you this time. Fuck his rules…” Storming out of the library you don’t glance at Sam or his darkened eyes.

“Dude fix this…soon. We don’t need a pissed wonder woman in the bunker. Just give her an orgasm or two.” Dean chuckles at Sam’s pained expression.

“I didn’t get any too. Somehow she manages to not let me fall over the edge. I tried to get off and failed…for days.” Sam mutters silently as you get out of your room, grinning.

“Ready for the hunt, Deano. Let’s kick asses. Maybe I’ll find someone scratching the aching between my legs as asshole hunter number two won’t get any.”

—-

“Watch out!” Dashing toward you pierce the vamp’s chest with your Katana but it’s too late. Sam is falling to his knees, clutching his chest. He can feel the blood dripping out of the deep stab wound and all he can do is to look at you one last time.

“Love…” Gasping for air Sam collapses in your arms as you spread your wings to protect the injured hunter while you use all your strength to heal his deadly wound.

“Don’t you die me here, asshole. I got to make sure you will make things up to me. I’m warning you, Winchester!” Sniffling you kiss Sam’s forehead while your grace is floating his body. “Going to save you, Sam.”

“Y/N!!” Dean rushes to your side to help you with Sam but your eyes start glowing and you float the whole barn with your powers. All vampires turn to dust when you use your full strength.

“I’ve got this, Deano…” Exhausted you fall to the ground and Dean must catch you. “Sammy?”

“I’m fine, give her to me.” Sam slowly gets up to take you out of Dean’s arms. “She saved me, stubborn little brat. You have to love her…”

—-

“How do you feel?” Sam is gently rubbing your back while you stir in his embrace, snuggling closer to his warm chest. “Tired…”

“Castiel said you used all your strength to save me. It almost cost your life, Y/N. Never do such a stupid thing ever again.” Slapping his chest, you glare up at the tall hunter.

“You would be dead by now, asshole. I couldn’t let you die. I might love you.” Muttering you hide your face into his chest. “I love you too, brat. Now let me take care of you. Castiel said you might feel weak for some days or weeks.”

“I want food, a massage, and an awesome orgasm later. Now shut up and let me sleep some more. I couldn’t let you die…idiot…” Sniffling you paw at Sam’s back, holding onto him for dear life. “I love you…”

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divisionscenarios · 4 years

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hi hi! could i request a hifumi x female reader scenario (he’d be comfortable with her obviously lol) where hifumi’s been working a lot lately and the reader is kinda needy for his attention and misses him a lot and might be just the sliiightest bit jealous? just something cute and fluffy and reassuring i guess? :o thank you so much! 💕

hello!! sure thing, anon! sorry again for the wait! but, i hope this scenario is to your liking!! ^w^ enjoy! 💖

The click of the door made your head snap in it’s direction, and behind it Hifumi called out your name, “I’m home!” Your heart skipped a beat as you heard him, eagerness spreading throughout you. “Hifumi! Welcome back!” you beamed.

As soon as Hifumi closed the door behind him, you rushed to hug him, making him stumble back a bit. “Woah, slow down babe!” he giggled. Hifumi ruffled your hair and smiled, “Missed me?” he said, then bent his head down to kiss your forehead. You clung to his torso, tightening your embrace around him, “Of course I did… You’ve been coming home really late nowadays so we barely get to spend time together.” You said with pout.

You could still smell the alcohol and perfume of his clients on his clothes and wrinkled your nose in reaction. He noticed your change in expression and said, “Don’t worry, I’m home now. Just hang on and let me get changed out of this, okay?” You slightly puff your cheeks out as he removes your hands from around his waist and makes his way to his room. You trailed behind him and sat on the bed, hugging one of his pillows to your chest then looking up at him. He looks through his closet and picks through the clothes for something to wear then calls out to you, “What’s gotten into you, babe?” he questions as he proceeds to change.

You paused for a moment, waiting for him to finish changing then extended your hand to him, an invitation to join you in the bed. He took your hand then you hugged him, wanting to feel his presence and savor his warmth, “Well… I mean, I know it’s your job and all, but I’ve been feeling really lonely lately,” you sigh, “I feel like you spend more time with your clients nowadays than you do with me.” you mumbled. “But you said it yourself, it’s just a job. You know that those women don’t mean anything to me.” He reassured you.

He brought a hand under your jaw, gently holding it and motioned for you to look up at him and into his eyes. You averted your eyes down to avoid his gaze as it bore into you, “But still..” you said. “Baby, I can’t even be around those women without my jacket on, but I don’t need it anymore when I’m with you.” He responded. He wraps his arms around you and whispers against your neck, “We’ve overcome something together that’s a really big deal for me. We have a special connection with each other and that’s something that me and my clients could never have.” He kissed your neck and continued, “I trust you a lot and I care about you. With you, I don’t have to put on this persona. I can be myself around you and that means a lot to me.”

You pulled away from him and started to smile, “Hifumi..” you felt elated from his words and couldn’t help but blush. He giggled and put his hands on your waist, pulling you into his lap, ”I love you so much!” placing light pecks all over your cheeks. You chuckled and placed a hand on his chest and another on his cheek, “I love you too, Hifu!” you grinned.

He leaned forward to press a kiss on your lips and you moved your mouth against his. He broke the kiss and flashed you a sweet smile, “Tomorrow’s my day off, so I’ll tell you what? Let’s stay in all day and have some fun.” He kissed your cheek then looked at you with twinkling eyes, “Let me just freshen up a bit then why don’t we spend the rest of the night watching some movies then tomorrow, we can try making those desserts we saw online! The one with the strawberries!” he beamed. You pulled him closer to you and replied with a smile, “That sounds like a plan!”

#hypmic #hifumi izanami #matenro #fem!reader #sfw #scenario #i hope this turned out alright!!!#👉👈#;w;#i'm still trying to get read more to work on mobile and it's driving me INSANE #mobile users pls bear with me while i still try to figure it out u_u

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apparentlynotreallyfinnish · 5 years

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So I’ve sent this as a prompt to someone before, but I’d like your take on it! The boys meeting on tindr 😏

I already told this to Lora but I have to share with the rest of the class, too. I talked about this exact thing with Mick like a day or two ago. So apparently, Lora and me share a brainwave. :D I ain’t mad. I hope you don’t mind that I changed it a bit. It’s not Tindr. That wouldn’t have been as fun as this.

—

Link’s phone lit up on his nightstand and cast a bluish glow on the ceiling of his bedroom. He’d just turned the lights off and tucked in but he couldn’t resist checking the notification.

You have (1) new match(es)

Link perked up. He’d downloaded the new dating app Incognito earlier that evening. He hadn’t tried dating through an app before. Not something you wanted to do when you worked in a semi-public profession as an internetainer.

But he’d heard some of the crew talking about Incognito and gotten intrigued. There were no pictures, no real names unless you decided to share them with someone you’d matched with. This was his first match. He’d been picky and he knew it. Everyone’s answers to their bio questions had just felt either boring or felt like they were trying too hard. Link had chosen to like only three men’s profiles and, apparently, one of them had liked him back.

Link wasn’t exactly looking for a relationship in this thing, so he wouldn’t have needed to be so picky. He didn’t have time for one. Right now, work took too much of his time and his brain power. There was also the fact that he wasn’t exactly out of the proverbial closet yet. He’d only recently come to terms with it himself. Bisexual. That was what he was going with right now. He knew the label didn’t mean that much. It might still change but even getting to accept that had been a struggle.

Not even Rhett knew yet. Link wanted to tell him, of course he did, but something was stopping him. That was probably the biggest reason he wasn’t ready for a relationship with a guy. Keeping something like that from Rhett just sounded both exhausting and too wrong.

But he did want to dabble a bit. He’d never been with a guy, so even texting – let alone sexting – with one seemed kind of thrilling. So, he’d chosen the “looking for a hook-up” option when he made his profile.

A message bubble popped on his screen.

PaddleBoardMe: Hey! You still up?

Link’s stomach did a little somersault. This was the profile he had desperately wanted to like him back. Everything this guy had said had either moved Link or made him laugh out loud. Also, his screen name was hilarious. Link wished he’d gone more cutesy and sexy with his own.

BlueEyes78: Hi! Yeah, was just about to go to sleep.

PaddleBoardMe: Oh! So, you’re in bed then. Sounds good. ;)

Link couldn’t help but blush. It was stupid but, suddenly, he felt like a teenager again. How the heck did one flirt with a guy? Link knew the answer was just like you did with a woman but he still felt unsure.

BlueEyes78: Yep, it’s pretty lonely here.

Link sent the message and immediately felt stupid. That was such an obvious answer. He was a writer, goddamn it. He could do better, right?

PaddleBoardMe: Want me to keep you company?

BlueEyes78: That sounds nice. What do you want to talk about?

Link sighed. That wasn’t any better. Maybe he needed to just forget about this whole thing.

PaddleBoardMe: Early morning tomorrow. Been a real stressful week.

Link eyed the message for a while. Was he trying to talk about it or was this a hint? Link gnawed on his lip and made a decision. Mr. PaddleBoard had chosen the hook-up option as well so Link hoped he wasn’t too far off with his reply.

BlueEyes78: Wanna let out some steam?

PaddleBoardMe: Yes, please. ;) Wanna tell me what you’re wearing?

Link sighed with relief. He wasn’t even sure why he was so worried about upsetting this guy. He didn’t even know him yet. But his profile had really caught Link’s eye and maybe even a tiny bit of his heart. Not that he would confess that to anyone, let alone himself.

BlueEyes78: Just some black boxer briefs. In bed, remember?

PaddleBoardMe: Mmh, sounds perfect. Wanna get hard in them for me?

Link swallowed and shifted on the bed. His boxers were filling up surprisingly quickly. He let his palm rest on his semi and squeezed lightly. His eyes drifted closed for a moment and he hummed from the pleasure.

BlueEyes78: Kinda already am.

PaddleBoardMe: Oh, you’re a needy little thing. Or maybe not that little?

BlueEyes78: I’ve been called big. I wouldn’t really know.

Link froze. Why the hell did he send that? It took a while for Mr. PaddleBoard to answer.

PaddleBoardMe: What do you mean?

BlueEyes78: Nothing. Just forget about it.

PaddleBoardMe: Kinda sounds like you might be inexperienced.

Link sighed and cursed. He felt like an idiot. He stared at the screen for a bit and then a little smirk crept on his face. Maybe this could still be salvaged.

BlueEyes78: Would that turn you on?

PaddleBoardMe: Hell yeah, baby.

Link cheered silently. He could work with this. It was the truth anyway.

BlueEyes78: I’ve never done this before. Not online, not in real life.

PaddleBoardMe: A virgin! Lovely. I’d be honored to pop your online cherry.

BlueEyes78: You sure? I don’t really know what I’m doing…

PaddleBoardMe: That’s actually kinda hot. Like I’ll be the first guy to ever get you off. Thinking about that is making me all kinds of hard.

Link drew a deep breath. He was really gonna do this. And the guy seemed actually pretty sweet. He wiggled on the bed, leaning against the pillows to better position himself. His left hand drifted back on his cock.

BlueEyes78: You gonna touch yourself and think of me?

PaddleBoardMe: I definitely am. Tell me a bit about yourself, just so I can get a better visual. Are your eyes really blue?

BlueEyes78: Yep. Bright blue. I’m tall, fit enough (for my age lol), dark brown hair with some gray in it but I promise it’s very sexy.

PaddleBoardMe: Oh, fuck me, that’s exactly my type.

BlueEyes78: Yeah? Would you like that then? Me fucking you?

PaddleBoardMe: I’d love that. Thinking about that right now. I’m on all fours and you’re behind me. I can feel your cock press against my hole. Fuck, you’re so big. Not sure I can take it. But I really want to be good for you. Since it’s your first time.

Link read the message twice and, all of a sudden, he was breathing heavy and he was painfully hard. How did this guy do it? How did he, with just a few words, make Link feel like he was actually there? Link slipped his fingers under his waistband and tugged it down enough to release his cock. His hand immediately wrapped around it and started slowly stroking. He moaned out loud.

BlueEyes78: That sounds amazing. I’m so hard right now. I wanna be inside of you.

PaddleBoardMe: I’m begging you to do it. I want you so bad my thighs are trembling. I’m arching my back, backing up against you. Please. Fuck me.

Link’s hand was a blur on his cock. He wanted so badly to be with this man; he didn’t care what he looked like. He was swept away by his words.

BlueEyes78: Okay, yeah, I’m inching in you now. Fuck, you’re so tight.

PaddleBoardMe: Oh, yeah. You feel so good, filling me up like that. Baby, fuck me hard. Make me feel that big cock. Make me yours.

BlueEyes78: You have no idea how hot this is for me. I’m so close already.

PaddleBoardMe: You’re so sexy. I want you to cum for me. Think about rawing into me while you do it. I’d let you do that. Just take me bareback. Wanna feel all of you.

BlueEyes78: Holy fuck. I want that. Wanna press my fingers into your hips when I pound into you. Wanna make you whimper with my cock. Want to make you plead for more.

PaddleBoardMe: You can leave bruises. I don’t care. Just need you fucking me into a wreck. I’m pleading. Cum into me. Fill me up.

Link groaned and changed his hand position. His head fell back thumping on the headboard and his wrist went on overdrive as he chased his orgasm with low whines and whimpers. His thigh muscles spasmed before his cock did. He came hard, an impressive amount of cum painting his torso all the way to his chest.

BlueEyes78: Fuck.

PaddleBoardMe: Did you u cum for me, baby?

BlueEyes78: Yeah. I don’t think I’ve ever cum this hard in my entire life.

Link was still slowly pumping his cock, enjoying the last shivers of pleasure. He felt exhausted.

PaddleBoardMe: I’m so happy to hear that.

BlueEyes78: Did you get there?

PaddleBoardMe: Oh, yeah. You took me so good. I came all over myself. Wanna see?

BlueEyes78: Okay.

Link’s stomach clenched deliciously. He hadn’t thought he was gonna get a picture tonight. It took a moment for it to load. When it did, Link devoured it hungrily with his eyes. It was of a man’s stomach and crotch. He was still holding onto his dick. He was still strikingly hard; the picture had to be taken right after he’d reached his orgasm. His stomach had an impressive spattering of cum on it. But that was not what made Link’s heart miss a beat. What got to him was the fact that he recognized that stomach. He’d seen it many times before. Time stopped.

PaddleBoardMe: Hey, where’d you go?

Link was staring at the photo, jaw hanging slack, hand still wrapped around his cock.

PaddleBoardMe: Everything okay?

It was Rhett’s stomach.

#rhink #rhink ficlet #smut #lemon #prompted ficlet #Appa writes fic #I might continue this #if there is interest

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jlf23tumble · 5 years

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Fic rec anon here, and I'm blanking in the moment! I know you have a lot of recs and I love them all. Maybe your favourite AUs? Broadly speaking? Seeing some of them might help jog me into more specific categories ! xx

Gotcha, sort of like my prison rec list, only I like to think of it more in terms of what would I have on my phone to read when I’m bored and traveling, lol. Obvs, this sort of list is super hard, but having it focused on AUs kinda helps? At any rate, this isn’t a deep dive, it’s just my top level, so hopefully it’ll spark you. These are in no particular order, so come back if you want more!

Tuxedo Dress-Up, by Blake (honestly, ANYTHING in this fandom by Blake, I file this one under hot and hilarious, but every line is just swooooon). Louis is an aspiring song writer by day, a makeup artist for drag queens by night, and masquerading as a full-time real estate agent for his third most famous (and first most handsome) client Harry Styles.Or, five times they fail to fuck in a closet, and one time they get it right.

Once Upon a Dream, by objectlesson (again, ANYTHING by Phoenix, and most of it is canon, but where to even start with her AUs, jesus god, I struggled to rec just one, so I went with the AU she gifted me, ilu!!!!). “M’not gonna half-ass our fake relationship,” Louis almost snaps, voice sharp with a defensive edge, like Harry wandered too close to a bruise with needy fingers. “Now kiss me again. We’re gonna make every shitty tourist here wish they had stayed in the Midwest. We’re gonna burn Disneyland down with our gay.” Or, a fake dating AU where everyone is lying and they happen to be at the Happiest Place on Earth.

knock knock, i love you, by @thelovejandles aka beautlouis (another one of my fave authors in this fandom, proof that wips DO finish, and they’re absolutely worth it). Harry and Louis get kicked out of a statistics exam for passing a knock knock joke note, and subsequently fall in love. Harry's a virgin, there's a cat, a hot cocoa date, a lot of sex, even more knock knock jokes, and everything is lovely and happy.

Tied Down, by @ham-palpert (the twists and turns here, my goddd, just masterful) The most interesting case in Liam and Niall's careers falls directly into their laps, courtesy of an epic fuck-up of one Harry Styles, partner to the almost-infamous drug dealer Louis Tomlinson. The investigation yields an unexpected yet satisfactory outcome for Liam and Niall. For Harry and Louis, however, things are far more complicated.

Alien Roadtrip! by @helloamhere (needs ao3 account; I love desert roadtrips, and this captures that vibe perfectly, plus it’s hilarious). For the first time in his life, Louis doesn’t know where he’s going. Harry doesn’t mind. Or, a roadtrip with desert feelings, too much snack food, and empty motels. Harry is definitely absolutely not an alien. That would be ridiculous.

Harry Styles Cooks..., by @magicalrocketships aka sunsetsmog (aka the very best wip on earth, I weep with joy whenever I get the notif). In which Louis Tomlinson can’t cook, there’s a very special shower curtain, and Harry Styles used to be a baker. Or Louis owns all of Harry Styles’ cookbooks, and he never intends to cook a single thing out of any of them.

just call me inspiration, by @hereforlou (in which I *am* Liam Payne, porn editor!) The truth is Louis knows he’s going to hell, if there is such a thing, but it isn’t because he writes erotic fiction for a living. If anything, it’s because his muse, the reason he’s inspired to write about people shagging in increasingly creative ways everyday, is the sweetest, loveliest, most genuine (and completely oblivious) future children-book illustrator in the world.

Buried Like Treasure, by @becomeawendybird aka quickedween (marcel marcel marcel!!!). Prince Harry Styles is very private. He chooses to keep himself out of the public eye but feels lonely and isolated while surrounded by people in his hectic royal life. When he finishes his dissertation, he decides to take a solo holiday to one of the royal family's properties in the Swiss Alps. Semi-retired thief Louis Tomlinson has been pulled in for one last job: steal a painting from an uninhabited mansion. Neither one of them expects a natural disaster.

into another serotonin overflow, by @mercutionotromeo (this story packs a LOT into a little, it helped inspire my sideblog with smaller fic recs, actually). Harry's the yearbook photographer who's been assigned to take pictures of Louis, the new captain of the football team. Harry's got a massive, obvious crush on Louis and somehow, Louis feels the same way.

Turning Page, by @daisyharry aka purpledaisy (pretty much every on-set picture I see of Harry these days just makes me tag it for this fic). “You wanna buy Harry a drink?” Louis lets his eyes drip back to Harry, to his wide eyes and the way his shoulders curve down. He really is pretty – Louis will be the first one to admit it and the last one to ever say it out loud. Louis almost smirks and his lips twitch as he tilts his head, “Not particularly, no.” An AU where Harry Styles tries to get lost in a place he’s never been. Louis Tomlinson has been perfecting the art of being lost for years. What they don’t expect to find is each other.

hush. by wankerville (this story is achingly evocative of just about every shitty small American town, but my god is it beautiful, the sweetness of how it ends). “I don't like you like that, Harry.” “See,” Harry starts, Louis can hear the smile in his voice, “that's where I think you're lying.” Or an AU where small towns suck, louis is losing it, and harry’s just too perfect.

Three French Hems, by @gloriaandrews and @100percentsassy (I wish I could pick just ONE of my top three from these two, but alas...do persimmons smell like come? discuss). In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.

Thought the Song Was Sung, by @gloriaandrews and @100percentsassy (see above, pretty much, and how happy I am that the tweets still show up! with Dame Julie Andrews even!!). Louis never auditioned for the X-Factor. Years later, Harry's just another gay ex-boybander who lives alone with his cat... until Niall decides to take matters into his own hands and set up a profile for Harry on a dating website.

Wild and Unruly, by @gloriaandrews and @100percentsassy (Iconic, even the abstract is iconic, everything still holds up. oh for cute, etc. etc.). Harry is a cowboy sitting on the biggest oil reservoir in Wyoming, and Louis is the paralegal assigned to pressure him into selling his land.

Are You Gonna Be My Girl? by loadedgunn (another one that inspired my sideblog dedicated to short fics! So much greatness packed in, Jesus, it’s in my top five for sure). Louis reenacts his first time, and Harry wants to be his good girl.

“burn this flame” by @rainbowninja aka rainbowninja167 (anytime I reread this, I smile...filed under hot and hilarious). When Harry gets invited to play in a celebrity charity match with Louis Tomlinson, Manchester United's star player, he's determined to impress him with brilliant football skills. The only flaw in Harry's otherwise foolproof plan? He has absolutely no football skills, brilliant or otherwise.

Challenging Nature: A Look into Male Lactation, by @jaerie (hands down, one of my fave kinks, handled fantastically well...and this isn’t the author’s only one!). Even taking into account all the bizarre things Harry has subjected himself to in the past for the sake of an article, Harry has received his strangest assignment yet. It comes up as a random misunderstanding in a meeting and builds into a conversation — can men breastfeed? Internet searches reveal documented cases of male lactation popping up at different times throughout history, but are any of them true? Can a man will himself into lactating? Harry has two months to make it happen.

like how your hands feel me up and down, by ballsdeepinjesus (this author wrote a lot of my faves back in the day, I have so many ~thoughts about the amazing writers in this particular era). “It’s -- you’re tight,” Louis chokes. “It’s tight, I mean. It’s. Yes.” His hand is curved around his hip now, squeezing lightly. “Tight’s good, right?” Harry murmurs, batting his eyelashes. He almost can’t believe himself. “Very good,” Louis grunts. Or louis works in a halloween shop and harry needs a costume.

baby look what you've done to me, by ballsdeepinjesus (see above; even the username kills me). The next day kind of turns everything upside down, though. Louis gets another lingerie catalogue addressed to Harry. He’s about to toss it when he sees a personalized note stuck to the front; it thanks Harry for his previous purchases and offers him a complimentary six-month subscription to their magazine free of charge. Or louis moves into harry's old flat. harry gets a lot of mail.

Take Our Bodies Higher, by @littlelouishiccups (I’m something of a connoisseur of the phone sex trope, so the way this author flips it and makes *Harry* the operator plus what ensues? chef’s kiss!). Harry wasn’t often caught off guard at his job anymore. He called different men Sir, Master, or Daddy for work almost every week, but he’d never been told he was a good boy in a voice quite like that. In which Harry is a phone sex operator and Louis dials a wrong number.

Make a Dime Go One Hundred, by @screwstyles (I’d rec this for their jobs alone, but everything in it, just wow). “Do you think you could trust anyone enough to have full control over you?” he asks into the night, hoping his sentence won’t break their bubble. It doesn’t, if the way Harry’s eyes meet his is any indication.“What do you mean?” Harry’s voice is barely above a whisper, rough from the singing they had done earlier. Louis wants to keep this memory forever.“You know, if someone wanted to, uhm,” he coughs, “to tie you up, or blindfold you.” Or a friends to lovers AU where Harry volunteers to help Louis experiment with bondage. Things don’t go exactly to plan.

it ain't trickin' if ya got it, by sarcasticfluentry (needs ao3 account; I often stare at the wall and wonder what another installment in this universe would be, fuckkkkk, it’s so good, I only wish the social media was still in it). 28-year-old blockbuster actor Louis Tomlinson rushes home to give his 20-year-old model boyfriend Harry a good seeing-to after a particularly provocative Instagram post and, in his excitement, alerts the entire world. Featuring daddy kink, anal beads, and feelings.

If You Asked Me if I Love Him (I'd Lie), by allyasavedtheday (needs an ao3 account; it’s a sequel, but I reread it over and over vs. the first piece). Or the one where Harry and Louis eloped but neglected to mention it to anyone. Meanwhile Lottie is getting married and the only way for them to not steal her thunder is by pretending they're just friends for the weekend. Featuring Harry and Louis as terrible liars who don't know the meaning of the word platonic and some Tomlinsons and Styleses who definitely don't believe them.

Damn, I could go on, but I’ll stop! My sideblog dedicated to short fics is @marathonficbreak, and it has some smaller ones, if this is too intimidating, lmao...hope some of them are new for you, enjoy!

#fic rec #long post #i do have deeper dives but this is a nice representation of my fave AUs #one direction

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nadziejastar · 5 years

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How Isa Became a Seeker of Darkness

So, I obviously think the idea that Isa willingly became a Seeker of Darkness is ludicrous. Terra became a Seeker of Darkness by having his rage exploited. Riku (Replica) became a Seeker of Darkness by having his jealousy exploited. I thought it would be interesting to speculate more in-depth on what emotional weakness Xehanort exploited to get Isa to fall to darkness.

Secret Ansem Report 2

I have made a grave mistake. My study of the "darkness of the heart" began with a simple psychological test and quickly snowballed. Spurred on by my youngest apprentice, Ienzo, I constructed a massive laboratory in the basement of my castle.

Unbeknownst to me, my six apprentices then began collecting a large number of subjects on which to perform dangerous experiments into the "darkness of the heart." As soon as I found out, I called my apprentices together and ordered them not only to cease their studies, but to destroy the results of their research thus far.

Upon his advice, I decided to review the data obtained at my basement lab. That is when I discovered the "Ansem's Reports." Though they bore my name, the only one I had written was number 0. Apparently he had gone on to pen numbers 1 through 8 himself. Yes — the first subject in my foolish experiments.

Zexion has a weapon called “Taboo Papers” which is part of Wild Gear. This may be a reference to the reports that Ansem the Wise discovered before he realized the dangerous experiments his apprentices were conducting without his knowledge. Saïx’s Wild Gear weapon is called “Crescent” and it is shaped an awful lot like the astrological symbol for Black Moon Lilith. This is the reason why I think both of these weapons are referring to the experiments on darkness.

The Tower: When the Tower card appears in a Tarot reading, expect the unexpected – massive change, upheaval, destruction and chaos. It may be the loss of a loved one or any event that shakes you to your core, affecting you spiritually, mentally and physically. There’s no escaping it.

Wild Gear is “The Tower” in Luxord’s deck, and it is very appropriate for the concept of Black Moon Lilith.

The Two of Pentacles: This suit represents something supportive that is available to you. The figure-eight image is a symbol of immortality and eternity. The card is a sign that you have to believe in yourself even if you aren't feeling confident.

“The Tower” is shaped like the Two of Pentacles.

Axel's weapons have a lot of alchemy symbolism. Saïx is a moon-based character, and his weapons are heavily based on astrology. One weapon is named “Astrologia” and another is named “Horoscope,” and they both incorporate astrological symbols into the design. Both of those weapons hint that Isa is associated with the zodiac sign Cancer (ruled by the Moon). The weapon named “Twilight” hints that he is also associated with the zodiac sign Pisces (ruled by Neptune). These two water zodiac signs are the most emotional ones---the polar opposite of Saïx, who shows almost no human emotion. There’s also a weapon shaped like the symbol for the asteroid Vesta, known as “The Guardian of the Sacred Flame”. Astrologically, Vesta defines how you see your mission and truth in life and the world.

Black Moon Lilith is the geometric point in the sky that marks the furthest point of the Moon’s orbit around the earth, the apogee. It’s the mathematical point that’s exactly in between the Earth and the Moon–essentially, empty space. It is a dark void, which stays approximately nine months in each zodiac sign.

In an astrology chart, Black Moon Lilith represents a person’s primitive impulses and behavior in their rawest form. Psychologically, it is a point that represents how we react to emptiness and isolation. It brings up deep and primal issues like repressed feelings of rejection, rage, and the refusal to give in.

One of KH3's most important themes is "facing your fears". Knowing where Black Moon Lilith is located in a birth chart can reveal information related to the shadow self. It reveals our deepest fears and how we project those fears onto others.

Black Moon Lilith in Cancer

The Black Moon Lilith in Cancer reflects a deep fear of abandonment. Cancers are the nurturers in society, but are prone to feelings of loneliness and lack of support. Lilith in Cancer brings up issues around dependency and co-dependency and detests people that come across as needy or clingy; this is a part of themselves that they dislike and therefore project these issues onto others.

In Cancer, the shadow is caused by the fear of abandonment and it manifests as intense separation anxiety. I think the writers were inspired by this idea with the plot for Abrabah in 358/2 Days. Aladdin was reluctant to rely on his best friend Genie even though he really needed help, and the novel hinted that there was a parallel to Axel's past with his best friend.

Aladdin: See, Genie and Carpet took off to see the world. It's what Genie always wanted, so I wished him the best and all, but...

Goofy: You miss him.

Sora: Man, things must be REALLY quiet with Genie gone.

This theme was continued in KH2, where Aladdin really missed Genie, who had gone away. He felt lonely. Saïx appears to be very ashamed of this aspect of his human self and projects this “weakness” onto others, like Roxas. He also has mixed feelings towards Axel due to this issue.

“Bet you don’t know why the sun sets red. You see, light is made up of lots of colors. And out of all those colors, red is the one that travels the farthest.”

Something interesting is that the Cancer zodiac sign (ruled by the Moon) begins on the day of the summer solstice, which is the longest day of the year. Day 255 is called "The Longest Day" and it's when Axel tells Roxas about the red sunset. Black Moon Lilith is the furthest point of the Moon’s orbit from the Earth. It represents total darkness---an empty void. I think it's cool how the Kingdom Hearts writers incorporated astrological concepts into the story like this. But how does all of this relate to the plot?

Secret Report 4: Experiments of the Heart – Notes on Subject X, Excerpt 2

Secret Report 4 is obtained after clearing Battlegate 4 at Toy Box: Galaxy Toys / Kid Corral.

My pilot studies used a handful of subjects, but none possessed the fortitude to endure them. Ultimately, all suffered mental collapse. I knew it would be a heavy blow to lose a subject as unique as she. Upon discovering the tests I've been conducting, my master demanded that I cease my work immediately and destroy what research I have compiled. Worse still, he ordered the release of my remaining subjects. She is gone. Where is Subject X now? Has "wise" Master Ansem hidden her away? —Xehanort

In KH3, one of the reports on Subject X was found in the Kid Corral. This is also the world where Young Xehanort learned that he can create vessels by putting a heart into an empty puppet. Young Xehanort split the world in two, and separated Andy’s Toys, in order to test the strength of their bond.

Young Xehanort: In this world toys have hearts. And those hearts come from a powerful bond. So what happens when those bonds are stretched to their limit? When they are worlds apart, can cloth and plastic hold on to their hearts? All I needed was a wedge to widen the divide---someone like you to fill them with distrust and doubt. And that chasm you created can be filled with a vast darkness.

Young Xehanort took Buzz through a portal in the Kid Korral, then revealed that the darkness in him was born when he was separated from Andy. This loneliness created a chasm that Xehanort was able to fill with darkness. Sora and Woody dispelled the darkness of his isolation by surrounding him with the light of their friendship.

“Well, I think you can be inseparable, even if you’re apart. It’s like, if you feel really close to each other. Like best friends.”

I wonder if Young Xehanort did something similar with Lea and Isa using the Datascape, which is itself another world. And since Lea and Isa’s connection was so strong, Isa’s heart didn’t collapse and he became the unique Subject X, the most prospective candidate for becoming a vessel for the X-Blade. Saïx seems to have huge issues with being alone. He said there was no meaning in fighting alone and got really upset when Sora said that he wasn’t alone. Lea and Isa lost their hearts right outside of the Datascape. It looked kinda similar to when Axel brought Xion back and collapsed afterwards. That was the last time he saw her. Maybe Lea went inside the Datascape to retrieve Isa, who was put in there as part of the experiment.

“You’re letting yourself get too attached to them.”

“Right, sir, of course, sir.” Saïx spun on his heels.

That was all he wanted to say to me?

But just as Saïx started walking away, he caught a barely audible murmur—

“You’ve changed.”

He listened to Saïx’s receding footsteps, and his gaze dropped to his own feet.

“You sure I’m the one who changed?” he said under his breath.

There's also various hints in the story that Isa was very clingy towards Lea. Since he was described as a quiet boy who only came out of his shell for Lea, this is a very believable personality trait. It seemed like this was supposed to be an important aspect of Isa’s character and would explain some of Saïx's warped personality traits. I also like that we can fight Anti-Saïx during the fight where Roxas is trying to leave the organization. Isa's fear of abandonment was probably the weakness that was exploited by the apprentices. Axel remarks that Saïx has changed several times in 358/2 Days. And a few of those times, it seemed related to the clingy and needy aspect of his personality. One instance is when he said Axel was getting too attached to Roxas and Xion. And in the manga, they reinforced this idea by hinting that Isa became easily attached, like he did with Pluto.

“I thought I told you not to get too involved.” Saïx swung his chair, turning his back on Axel. Axel could feel nothing but a will of rejection from that back.

“Just look at it. I won’t say any more than that.”

For Saïx to say that, he probably doesn’t intend to tell me any more.

Axel stared at Saïx’s back.

The two of us have definitely changed since those times.

“…I wonder which of us it was that changed,” muttered Axel, and Saïx’s shoulders trembled for just a second. Without waiting for an answer, Axel left the room.

Another instance is when Axel was trying to get Saïx to open up to him by putting his hand on his shoulder. Then Saïx coldly brushed his hand off and refused to tell him anything. This cold rejection made him think how much things had changed between them.

Within one of them, Terra, I sensed something. The boy, though well-intentioned, seeks power single-mindedly. And that kind of hunger is a seedbed for darkness. I had found my vessel.

Black Moon Lilith is all about emptiness, incompleteness, being estranged, and feeling like you are lacking something or someone important.

“If your best friend goes away, you’re sad, and if you get to be with them, you’re happy,” Naminé added. “Isn’t that how it is, Axel?”

“…That’s about the size of it.” Axel nodded and sat down on the remaining empty sofa, staring at the sea-salt ice cream he held.

Maybe this is why Isa was viewed as a better candidate for a vessel than Lea. Xehanort may have found him a better seedbed for darkness due to his emotional dependence on Lea and his vulnerability. Master Xehanort turned Terra into a Seeker of Darkness by exploiting his desire for power. I think Isa's darkness was fueled by loneliness. The same feeling Axel suffered from for the entire story, causing him to chase after Roxas like a lost puppy.

Sora: Your “loneliness” only made Buzz and Woody’s connection stronger.

Since they both shared the same pain, I think it would have made their connection stronger in the end.

#kh theories #kh meta #kh saix #kh isa #KH #kingdom hearts

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mimirexx · 5 years

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Late Night Visit

Alright since I’ve been lacking motivation to write out my original story, i started a new one and finished it in just one or two days (yay?)

I think starting something new actually gave me a boost and it turned out into this short thing!

Also special thanks to @snk-characters-thoughts for reviving my love for this ship 💕💕

It most likely is super messy and shitty and short but its been too long since i last posted something so here we go!

Read here or on ao3

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After a failed mission outside the walls, the soldiers returned home. Far away from the titans and behind protecting walls. They’ve made many losses, uncountable soldiers wounded and injured. The mission failed and it was better they retreated before they’d lose much more precious soldiers.

Sasha got injured badly after she tried to save Connie from a titan that came too close. The titan raised his hand and pretty much slapped her against the ground like a fly after she managed to push her friend out of the way. Connie ended the job and helped Sasha onto his horse to get her out of danger afterwards.

It was risky and dangerous but they eventually made it back and were now getting settled in the headquarters. Mikasa took care of Sasha’s wounds, which luckily weren’t as severe as expected. She had a broken leg and bruises over her arm and face- somehow, she managed to fall just right. That didn’t mean she wasn’t in pain, though. Everything hurt, moving around was draining and, worst of all, she hasn’t gotten any food since their return.

“Hnngg...” She shuffled uncomfortably on the bed, groaning with each time she moved a muscle. Her gaze flicked over to the window, at the bright stars and moon, illuminating her room.

It probably was already after midnight but she wasn’t sure, she lost track of time. After what felt like hours, the door of her room opened and someone came inside. Her eyes immediately shot wide open and she licked her lips. That smell... it could only be one thing.

“Is that-?!“

“Meat, yes.” The person, who turned out to be Levi, cut in shortly and approached her bed. “Everyone’s already sleeping and I knew you would be hungry. It’s not much but it should be enough to satisfy your needy ass for now.”

The brunette began panting with anticipation, her drool literally rolling down her chin. “Th-That’s really considerate of you, c-captain!”

Levi placed the tray on the nightstand so he could help Sasha sitting up and placed the pillow behind her back for support. “Whatever, just eat up.” The tray was placed onto Sasha’s lap and the soldier immediately began munching on the luscious meat gleefully. Her eyes pretty much gleamed with how good it was to eat juicy, delicious meat.

Levi was watching her a little disgusted, but he just sighed and reached down to pull Sasha’s hair out of her face. “You eat like a pig.” He commented as he took the hair tie from the nightstand drawer and tied up the girl’s hair. Her hair shouldn’t get into the food, at very least.

Sasha didn’t answer Levi- probably didn’t even hear him either, and, suddenly, she had the strength to move her arms around so wildly. She was way too focused on her heavenly meal and wasn’t interested in anything else. It actually was just a bowl of soup, some bread and a cup of hot tea, together with the extra meat on the side. To Sasha, this was the best meal she had in forever.

While Sasha was pretty much moaning with each bite, Levi folded his arms over his chest and watched her almost amusedly. It was quite funny to watch Sasha eating as if she was close to starving. Even if she was always like that, this time it was different.. somehow. Levi felt different.

“Agh-!!” Sasha suddenly exclaimed and opened her mouth to fan her burned tongue. “Hothothot!!!” She exclaimed in distress, looking up at Levi helplessly with her tongue stuck out.

Raising a brow, Levi tilted his head lightly and let out a short snort. Then he reached down and ruffled the girl’s hair gently, “That’s your own fault, brat. Tea is hot.” He stated as a fact which made Sasha chuckle. She leaned up into his touches, liking the little affection she got a lot.

“There’s something else hot here too...” The girl muttered to herself. Levi’s hand stopped at that and he eyed her suspiciously, but Sasha just chuckled and held up her bowl. “My soup!” She exclaimed and slurped down the rest of it quietly. Lucky for her, the bowl covered most of her face so there was no way for Levi to have seen the faint blush on her cheeks.

By the time Sasha lowered her bowl again, the tea’s temperature cooled down just enough to be drunk without getting burned another time. When she finally was done with everything and hadn’t left a single crumble on the tray, Sasha leaned back with an satisfied sigh and placed her hand on her belly. “That was so good... Thank you, captain.”

After Levi took the tray back, Sasha carefully scooted back into a laying position. She nuzzled her head into the pillow, her gaze staying on Levi while he took the tray and headed over to the door without losing another word.

But before he could reach out for the doorknob, the brunette spoke up timidly, “Captain? It’s really boring here, would you mind to stay?”

“Tch.” Levi sounded annoyedly, shooting her a glare from over his shoulder. “Do I look like a clown to you? Do you expect me to entertain you or what?”

“Wha-?“ She immediately shook her head before averting her gaze somewhere else. “No, sir. I just.. kinda feel lonely. I don’t want to stay here alone..” She admitted, fiddling with her blanket, “Please? Just this once. I’ll... clean up the stables, if you want!”

Her offer was turned down by Levi’s flicking wrists, “You’ve got a broken leg, it’ll take some time for you to walk again, idiot.” Nonetheless, Levi walked back over to her and took a seat on the bed as he placed the tray back on the nightstand.

Sasha’s eyes lit up and she quickly made space on her bed for Levi to lay down next to her, giving him a huge, happy grin. The raven only stared at her like she was a maniac- which she most definitely was- and folded his arms over his chest. “No.” He said firmly.

Then Sasha pouted, her eyes becoming sad and her lip stuck out, even quivering a little. “Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with sprinkles on top and a-“

“-Ugh..“ Levi growled and slapped his hand over her mouth, narrowing his eyes deeply. “You’re a pain in the ass, I hope you know that.” He growled under his breath. Feeling Sasha smiling behind his hand made him eventually gave in, and Levi hesitantly got into bed and laid down beside her.

His gaze stayed fixated on the ceiling and Sasha could tell he was feeling awkward. She didn’t want him to, so she slowly inched closer until she could wrap an arm around his torso and looked up at him. The raven looked utterly confused at the soldier, his brows knitted together.

“What’re you doing?” He questioned which made Sasha get even closer.

“It’s called cuddling, you’ll like it.” Placing her head on Levi’s chest, Sasha closed her eyes slowly.

“I know what cuddling is, brat. I mean-“ He stopped himself from finishing his sentence when he saw Sasha getting comfortable on his chest. She snuggled and nuzzled him, holding onto him while Levi just stared down at her. Though, the longer she was laying there, the sooner Levi just accepted it and reached down to wrap one arm around her in return. Not even Levi had the heart to pull away anymore.

“...Goodnight.” He murmured softly, turning over to blow out the candle before finally relaxing. They just came back from the mission this afternoon, everyone needed some rest.

When morning rolled around, Levi was already awake. He’s been awake for a while but didn’t move or talk to not wake the sleeping soldier. He found himself playing with the ends of Sasha’s hair, though, to give himself something to do.

Soon, the brunette woke up with a yawn, her arms squeezing Levi. Her eyes blinked open slowly and she laid there lazily for a while longer. It was too early to wake up or do anything.

She could feel that Levi still was in bed with her and turned her head over to look at him. “Morning, captain. How did you sleep?” She chirped, resting her chin on his chest as she watched him.

The raven stared at her and just rolled his eyes at her question. “Fine. Now let me get up, I’ve got shit to do.” He ordered and tried pushing himself up but Sasha was faster and kept him down.

“Not now. I wanna cuddle some longer!” She whined like a child which earned herself a flick on the forehead, making her whine.

“That was enough cuddling for you. There’s work waiting for me.” He repeated and pushed her back, only to be embraced once again. “Oi!”

“Levi, please.” Sasha dropped the title and looked at him with big eyes and a pout. “Just a little longer.”

With a heavy sigh, Levi plopped back into the pillow and glared at the brunette. “You’re even more annoying than Jaeger.” He commented as Sasha just smiled.

“Let’s play a game.”

Levi snarled, “Are you fucking-“

“C’mon. If you win, I’ll let you go.” She offered.

The raven grumbled something under his breath, but ended up nodding nonetheless. The faster he got out, the faster he could finish his work.

“Alright, you need to close your eyes and guess what I’m drawing on your chest.”

“That’s the most stupid game I’ve ever heard of.“ Levi deadpanned.

“Just close your eyes, grumpy.” Sasha giggled, yet a little scared in case she crossed the line with her little nickname.

Levi didn’t look pleased- then again, when did he even look pleased to begin with? He was still frowning and for a second, Sasha thought he’d slap her. Instead, he just exhaled and closed his eyes to just get done with it.

The girl smiled and pressed her finger against Levi’s chest. Before she could even do anything, Levi spoke up, “Meat.”

“Hey!” Sasha complained, “I didn’t even start yet! That didn’t count!”

The raven would’ve rolled his eyes but, since they were closed, he just clicked his tongue annoyedly.

Huffing, Sasha placed her hand back on the captain’s chest and glanced up at him. She sucked in a breath and carefully leaned up so she was facing him. Her eyes traveled all over the handsome features of his face and stopped at his lips.

“Get done with it already, brat.”

Heart thumping against her chest, Sasha sucked in a breath and trailed her hand up so she was cupping Levi’s cheek in her palm and could tilt his head. She saw the change in his expression; his brows suddenly lifted all the way up, his lips parting as if to say something.

But before he had any chance to do so, Sasha quickly closed the gap between them by pressing her lips against his. She shut her eyes tightly, tense, and maybe a little scared- a lot scared.

The kiss barely lasted a few seconds before the brunette pulled back again, her cheeks tinted in a beautifully deep shade of red. She looked down and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Silence.

It was unbearable. She couldn’t tell if she should be happy or just made the biggest mistake of her entire life. This was Levi, after all. Cold, stoic, mean Levi.

On the other hand, Levi also was really compassionate and had a good heart. Deep inside, he wasn’t as mean as he let people think. Sasha saw him interacting with animals or people who were close to him, like Hanji and Erwin. It was a hard shell with a core made of pure gold.

And that was what made these feelings inside her grow from day to day. She caught herself watching him more often than she should, worrying about his well being and his health. Levi soon grew to be such an important person in her life and she didn’t believe it was coincidence that, out of all people, Levi was the one who came to bring her food. After all, he could’ve just told anyone to do it.

Not to mention that he actually agreed to sleeping next to her and agreed to playing this stupid game with her. He didn’t say anything when she called him by his name, not even when she gave him a nickname... Something deep inside her told her that maybe, just maybe, Levi didn’t only saw her as a soldier. Maybe, to him, she meant just as much.

But now that she really kissed him and made the first step, Sasha was scared. What did she even think? Levi was her captain, her superior, in no way it’d be acceptable for them to be.. a thing, would it? Her heart took over her mind and now she didn’t know what to do anymore.

How could she even be so stupid? Levi was the captain of the Survey Corps! He had responsibilities and duties and if people found out he started something with one of his soldiers, they’d think wrong of him and probably lose their respect towards him.

Also, she had a feeling he was pretty close with Hanji. She once heard him saying he bathed and cleaned her repeatedly and always saw them together. It didn’t have to mean anything, of course, but Sasha didn’t have a good feeling about that. Sure, she was very close with Connie too, but she didn’t bathe him...

“...I’m sorry, captain. I got ahead of myself.” She muttered once the silence became too tense to bear any longer and swallowed the lump in her throats. “You.. can leave, I won’t bother you anymore...”

With that, Sasha pulled herself away from Levi and carefully scooted to the other side of the bed to give Levi space. She turned around so her back was facing him and stared at the wall in front of her.

Levi was still so quiet and Sasha began trembling. What would happen now? Would he hit her because she took advantage of him like that? Or would he let her clean the whole castle for weeks? Or maybe he’d kick her out of the military..? What would happen?! She didn’t know.

After what seemed like forever, she heard shuffling on the bed and shut her eyes tightly, preparing herself for what was about to come. She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder, turning her over, and soon after, felt the same hand cupping her chin. The girl shivered, her eyes gleaming with tears.

“C-capt-“ She wasn’t even able to start her sentence and already felt these soft lips connecting with her own. She hiccuped against Levi’s lips and shut her eyes tightly as she turned around and clutched onto Levi’s shirt.

This time, the kiss lasted much longer. It made Sasha’s heart flutter and made all the negative thoughts fade away in a matter of an heartbeat. The tears that formed in her eyes escaped and dripped down her cheeks, all the way down.

A couple of good moments later, Levi broke the kiss, his hands coming up to hold Sasha’s face, his thumbs gingerly rubbing away her tears. “I will leave because I’ve got work to get done,” He stated, “But I can assure you, I’ll come be back in the evening. And then I’ll be the one bothering you.”

Sasha laughed weakly at that and nuzzled his palms with closed eyes. “Sounds fair.” Her heart calmed down again and her whole body began relaxing. This felt right, it felt comfortable and it was such a big burden that got lifted off her shoulders. She was just overthinking it all in her panic. Finally, Sasha was at peace.

“Just rest now. I’ll tell one of the brats to get you breakfast.” He leaned up to press a long kiss on Sasha’s forehead before he got up from the bed and fixed the blanket around her a little. “And wash up, you smell like shit.” He said a little more seriously but Sasha could see he didn’t really mean it and just wanted her to get clean. Maybe that’d get her more cuddles.

A smile, “Will do.”

With a last nod, Levi lifted the tray he brought with him last night and walked over to the door. He opened it, walked out, and gently closed it behind himself.

The brunette watched him leave and stared at the door with a big smile.

She felt like an idiot, a happy idiot.

#shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #levi ackerman #sasha braus #rivasasha #snk #aot #this is really short im sorry #but its better than nothing i guess #it was fun to write this tho #i love these two #theyre not appreciated enough #here we go at my bad attempt at writing smth again #my writing #ao3 #its basically just a bunch of fluff #with a tiny bit angst #so yeah

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