#the way his ears are SO ROUND send me so much joy

[urprettylittlething]

will cursed kitty eventually learn how to properly communicate? (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

Now here's an interesting idea! I'd say that would definitely be possible, no matter how dumb or naïve she is she's still pretty smart for a cursed spirit. So I think she'd pick up a few words here or there, maybe she'll eventually string them together to form sentences at some point, she's around satosugu a lot so she was bound to pick up something. Thank you so much for this ask my lovely anon <333 I put together this little drabble for you, sorry it's short but I hope you enjoy <33

Speak

Yandere - Gojo Satoru x CursedKitty! Reader x Geto Suguru

A/N - I hope you guys enjoy this little thing and if you have any other ideas you want to send in please do ml's <33333

summary - Kitty speaks.

warnings - nothing really, brief mentions of Kitty saying the word 'cum', very vague yandere vibes again, brief mentions of them not letting her leave at the end, I think this is it let me know if I missed anything

genre - Drabble

wc - 650

~spelling and grammar fixed already~ (I think)

Gojo and Geto were sitting on the couch and were supposed to be watching TV but were instead bickering and annoying each other.

Kitty was sitting in front of the TV, staring at the flat box with wonder at the kiddy program that was currently on. A blue boat was being displayed on the screen with the cartoon person asking what color it was.

While Geto was laughing and Gojo was pouting, they suddenly hear Kitty blurt out “Blue!”.

They both pause in what they're doing, never hearing her speak before, eyes wide in disbelief as their heads whip round to look at Kitty.

She’s on her knees leaning on the table between the couch and TV. Hands placed on the top while her tail swishes behind her. Her eyes are alight with joy at watching the program and they can see her perk up in glee when the cartoon on screen reveals her answer as correct.

They both turn back towards each other and raise their eyebrows, silent conversation traveling between the two. Geto turns back to look at her, leaning forward in his seat, “Hey Kitty, can you speak again for us?” a gentle smile on his face when she turns back to look at him.

All she does is smile back, tail swishing more while a purr builds up in her chest before she turns back to the TV. 

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It happens again, this time when they had a more mature program on the TV. It had been on a couple times and Kitty had been watching it while they did whatever in the background.

It’s only when the couple had started to get intimate did she turn to Gojo. Her ears twitched as her tail swayed gently behind her while she said, “Kiss.” a cute little smile following up after.

Gojo raised his eyebrows, peering over his glasses at her before turning to the TV, seeing the couple kiss there. Although heavily making out was a better way to put it. 

“That’s right baby. Kiss.” He reached out with a hand to gently tug on one of her fluffy ears. Her face scrunched up before she shook his hand off and turned back to the TV.

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This time they were all together. Watching another show, some reality TV where contestants had to compete in the wild for a cash prize. Kitty was adamantly watching, gazing with a longing look in her eyes whenever the forest came on TV. 

Geto and Gojo were sitting on the couch, Kitty once again between them while resting against Getos leg. They had been exchanging looks for a while, softly murmuring to each other every now and then.

If they were honest it was a little surprising that she had started picking up a few words here and there. Mostly from the TV shows they’d been letting her watch but also from them. Words like, ‘Water’, ‘Cuddle’, ‘Rub’ and ‘Cum’ had become a part of her limited vocabulary. She was also picking up on ‘Yes’ and ‘No’. 

If she was going to be talking at some point they thought it would be good to start teaching her ‘Please’ and ‘Thank you’. After all, they didn’t want to have a disobedient Kitty on their hands. And if she started to talk to them, she would be able to understand them. Making communicating a whole lot easier on their part. And they figured the TV was the best way to go about this.

It was only when she had seen a few too many episodes of that reality series, starting to pick up words like, ‘Go’, ‘Outside’, and ‘Leave’ did they decide taking away the TV was the better idea.

After all, they didn’t want their precious Kitty getting ideas about leaving in that cute little head of hers. 

But then again, it’s not like they’d let her.

#geto x reader #gojo x reader #yandere geto suguru #yandere gojo satoru #cursedkitty #jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru #gojo saturo #yandere geto #yandere gojo

[breanime]

Since I hear you’re lacking in the Buck gif department

I will probably (read: definitely) send more

"And there she is," Chim cheered as you walked into the firehouse, "our new full-time firefighter!"

You laughed as Chim, Eddie, Hen, Ravi, and Bobby clapped as they stood in front of the firetrucks. "Thanks, guys!" You had just finished the last of the paperwork to go from a probationary firefighter to full-time, and the squad couldn't be prouder of you.

Except the whole squad wasn't there. You didn't see Buck.

Hiding your slight disappointment, you let the others congratulate you, your head on a swivel, looking for a sign of Buck.

"Alright," Bobby announced, his voice loud and clear, "Let's get you situated!"

"Huh?" You turned to him, and as you turned, Ravi plopped a helmet on your head. "Oh!"

"Alright, newly minted 118 firefighter," Chim sang, "Let's get you in your gear."

Again, a laugh escaped from you as your team--well, most of them--fully got you in gear.

"And here's the most important part," Eddie stepped up, clipping your radio onto your lapel, he stepped back, grinning proudly at his work, "Hope this works."

"Hope what works--" you asked, but then you were interrupted by your radio hissing, and then a voice, clear and loud, came through the feed.

"Congratulations!" Buck's voice filled your ears. "We're so proud of you!"

You pressed the button to speak back. "Buck?" You chuckled. "Where are you?"

You could practically hear the smile in his voice, "Look up."

You did. Buck was standing on the balcony, a huge grin on his face, smiling down at you as he pulled his radio closer to his face, "You look good."

Your cheeks grew warm, and you laughed as the team cooed and teased you both. They all knew you and Buck had... a thing, and after a few rounds of paperwork and a couple of talks with Bobby, well... The thing between the two of you was starting to become... more than a thing. You grabbed hold of your radio, eyes never leaving Buck, and responded, "10-4 Buckley," you grinned, "and right back at'cha."

Buck's answering grin made your heart flip. His smile was your favorite thing to see, and his happy voice was your favorite thing to hear.

You had it bad.

The radio buzzed again, and Buck leaned over the railing as he spoke, "How about a drink tonight, just you and me?"

"Okay," Hen chuckled, shaking her head, "if ya'll are about to get all cutesy in here, I'm out."

"Actually," Ravi spoke up, a finger in the air, "I should go too, I need to, um, work on some... things..." He nodded, "Yeah, so... Congrats again, Y/N!"

You barely registered him scurrying off, your attention still on Buck.

"Yeah, I've got some... stuff on the truck to check," Eddie said, already walking off.

"Mm hmm," Bobby gently pushed Chim away, "Let's get back to work while these two... do whatever this is."

"We should get those two their own channel on the comms," Chim said as they walked off, "I mean, I love a rom-com as much as the next guy, but come on..."

You giggled to yourself, at both the way your flirting cleared the room and also that boyish grin on Buck's face. "Drinks, you and me tonight," you confirmed on the radio, seeing the smile widen on Buck's face, "and what about... breakfast?" You asked. "Tomorrow morning?"

You watched as Buck's eyes widened, and then he was running down the stairs and in front of you in seconds, "YES," he breathed out, chest rising with the effort it took to move that quickly, "So, uh..." He grinned again, and you could see the joy and anticipation in his bright eyes, "...It's a date."

You grinned back, taking a step closer to him, "Yeah...

...it's a date."

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Thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think! I'm still new to writing Buck and the Firefam, so let me know how I did, please!

#buck x reader #buck imagine #bre does gif drabbles (again)! #buck 911 #evan buckley x reader #evan buckley imagine #911 fox

[unhingedhiro]

loser chan agenda

lee chan x reader

word count -> 1.9k

tags -> loser!chan, fluff, maybe a smidge of angst but it’s not long!!, channie’s just an awkward boy, reader is wonwoo’s sister, wonwoo plays matchmaker, hansol cameo, changbin cameo, absolutely not proofread grammar is a myth and i can eat it

i have nothing else to say but chan’s new haircut is just so loser /pos in such a way that i feel like he needs a hug. i may or may not be losing it .

loser!chan where for the first half a year he’s classmates with her, he refuses to speak a word to her despite them already knowing each other - to him, she was wonwoo’s pretty, soft spoken sister, to her, he was her brother’s friend who didn’t quite seem to like her.

it wasn’t because chan hated her, no. that was the furthest thing from the case. he liked her. almost irrevocably so. so much that he’d gladly take hours out of his lessons just to continually steal glances back at her, watching as she pays attention to the teacher, making notes where she can. a model student, really. the polar opposite of chan, who really does try his best (subjectively so), but can’t quite maintain the grades he needs to be one of the top students. he’s not suffering either, just about managing to fit into the average.

which, granted, wasn’t bad, but it also meant one less thing for her to pay attention to him for.

now, chan could, and really should’ve at least attempted to strike up some form of conversation, yet when he tries, he finds that he just can’t. from not quite knowing what to say to her apart from asking closed questions, to stumbling over his own words when he did have something he felt would be interesting to say, by the third attempt, chan had given up.

on all three occasions, it had led to her cocking her head in confusion over what chan’s intentions had been, an action that would send chan spiraling into a fit of cuteness aggression, having completely shut down each and every time.

she’d always thought he was an interesting person, after all - chan got along well with most of his friends, often easily taking their teasing in stride. he was a boy who she’d often thought of befriending, the obvious reasons being that he was already her brother’s friend and they were classmates, but also to satisfy her own curiosity.

and it made sense.

chan was hardly ever subtle with his glances, and more often that not he’d be caught by her, staring into his eyes with a gaze that he couldn’t quite read. all he knew was that as soon as he’d been caught, his ears would burn a bright red and he’d instinctively face the board once more, face a shade redder than normal out of embarrassment. it pays that most of the incidents occur during summer, and chan can easily pass it off as just the heat. though, a number of his friends know he’s lying. it also fails at retracting any of the unintended attention she pays towards chan, her curiosity over why he kept staring her direction grows with each passing day. was her hair lopsided? a piece of food from lunch left around her mouth? the possibilities were endless.

thus, as a result, the duo don’t quite interact all that frequently, chan freezing up when she’d made the decision to ask him about homework once, replying in such a stiff, short manner she was almost convinced that the boy hated her. alas, that wasn’t quite the case, chan having been so shaken by her sudden question he hadn’t quite known what to say, and had promptly spent the next week in a slump over it, much to the joy of his friends. it was free teasing material, and chan’s reactions only made it more fun. yet, despite this, they’d noticed his upset he was, at one point putting a stop to their teasing when they notice he’s been bemoaning over the same thing for the past three days.

“y’know, chan, you could just tell her that you were just caught off guard and you didn’t mean to answer so coldly.”, changbin finally says, after chan finishes a round of ‘she hates me!’ ‘she does Not.’

“no.”

“why not?”, this time, hansol asks.

“that’s embarrassing! it’s like practically admitting i have a crush on her!”, he cries, throwing a punch at vernon.

it lands, something surprising given hansol had a learned habit of dodging the younger’s punches. chan turns to look at him after a moment, wondering why the class had gone quite, and so quickly. why so many people had their eyes on him.

it takes a moment, and then it clicks.

oh.

oh, fuck.

he quickly casts a glance around the room, praying she hadn’t come back yet - but to his dismay, there she sat, book in hand. head cocked as usual, though this time there’s an air of curiosity in her gaze.

chan truly, and utterly wishes he could just dig a grave and die on the spot. his face turns a bright shade of red and he promptly hides himself in his arms, praying to god that they’d leave him alone.

except they don’t, because unfortunately, all students have an innate love for school drama, and moreso love-related drama.

and thus, it begins.

“hey, lee chan, you like someone?”

“who’s the lucky girl?”

“is she in the class?”

“what’s she like?”

god. fucking. damnit.

all chan can do, at this point, is keep his head buried into his arms and pray to whatever deity overseeing the world that it would blow over quickly. what he doesn’t expect is for a voice that he would’ve gladly classed as an angel’s voice finally rings across the room, just as changbin opens his mouth to say something.

“knock it off, you lot. don’t harass him over it.”

though she defends him, and though the class backs off, gavin seemingly realizes they’d crossed a line, it doesn’t quite shake the little pang she has in her heart, and neither does it stop chan’s heart from beating even faster, the boy feeling as if he could die at that moment.

she’d stood up for him.

the girl of his dreams stood up for him.

the girl he could barely talk to, could barely pass a greeting to her without feeling awkward and/or freezing up, had stepped up for him.

it leaves a warm feeling in him, and he’s giddy for the rest of the day, something even wonwoo manages to pick up.

“something good happen?”

“yeah.”, he answers a little too quickly, and wonwoo cocks an eyebrow.

“did someone ask you on a date?”

“what? no, of course not, no one would date me-“

“you never know.”

and yet, wonwoo knows.

knows his little sister often gets caught, and catches herself sneaking small glances at his friend when they come over to his house to hang out, knows she pops by his room more often when chan comes over just to catch a glance at the boy, even if she disguises it almost flawlessly. knows that when she talks about chan, about wanting to be his friend, she does so with a small smile on her face, a small mention of wonwoo’s friend being ‘cute’. it makes the older boy almost sentimental, and he has half a mind to mutter, “ah, young love” as chan refutes his statement ferociously. what wonwoo does get, however, is a dramatized retelling of the incidents that had occurred in class the day before.

and wonwoo’s surprised by how much it had made sense.

now, she was never one to be particularly open about her feelings, but wonwoo just knew something was off with his little sister when she came home more tired than usual, clearly hiding something. instinctively, he’d thought she was sick, but upon a closer inspection, he’d realized that wasn’t quite the case. when asked about it, however, all she’d reply was,

“it’s nothing.”

it takes a few days of wonwoo gently pestering before she finally admits what’s on her mind.

“he likes someone.”

she doesn’t have to specify who that someone is for wonwoo to understand. and as soon as he hears chan talk about it, the pieces slide into place. and for a second, he even considers playing the matchmaker.

ah, but wonwoo wasn’t jeonghan. he’d rather much let them sort it out between themselves.

at least, that’s what he’d initially thought.

yet, a day later, jeon wonwoo finds himself at her door, sucking in a breath as he knocks.

“can i come in?”

“yea.”

thus, he lets himself in, a small smile as his sister nonchalantly welcomes him in, not even looking up from the book she’d been reading.

“still thinking about him?”

“shut up.”

he laughs at her response, inviting himself onto her bed.

“you know, if you want to know who it is you could just ask?”

“why should i. he doesn’t like me.”

wonwoo raises an eyebrow.

“how’d you reach that conclusion?”

“if he doesn’t feel that way, then why won’t he talk to me?”

oh.

chan, you dolt.

“i don’t think he hates you, he’s probably just awkward around you.”

“why?”

“ask him.”

with that, wonwoo gets up, having considered his words enough of an encouragement. whatever occurred after that, would happen.

and indeed, plenty occurs.

less than a week after wonwoo had spoken to his sister, she corners chan in the stairwell, having pulled him from the corridor where he’d been walking back to class with his friends.

needless to say, chan is perplexed.

completely and utterly confused at why she’d brought him there and a part of him wonders if he’s done something to piss her off.

“have- have i done something wrong?”, he almost wants to kick himself for stuttering, but what throws him even further off is her response.

“yeah. yeah, actually.”

fuck.

“um, i don’t know what i’ve done wrong, but i’m so so so sorry if i’ve hurt you or offended you in any way really if i’ve done anything i don’t mean it it’s just-“

despite her attempts to soothe him, the boy continues to barrel forward, words spilling out of his mouth faster than he can register what he’s saying.

“i just really really like you and i don’t know how to talk to you and i keep freezing up and i feel really bad because i don’t want to come off as an asshole towards you but i really don’t know what to do and i’m sorry-“, he cuts himself off to breathe, his brain finally processing his words.

as he does so, she places a hand on his shoulder.

“so, the girl you were talking about was me?”

chan nods slowly, eyes wide. god, he really should’ve just dug a hole and hidden in it forever. yet, here he stands, staring into her eyes, awaiting the rejection he’d been dreading. instead, he’s met with laughter. the kind of laughter than chan could only ever dream to hear.

“pfffft, that was it?”, she chuckles, pulling him into a hug.

“don’t worry, i like you too.”

chan stands there in her arms, stunned for a moment until he slowly wraps his arms around her. a part of him wonders if he’s suddenly died, and the place he’s in is heaven, or if he’s finally become so delusional he’s dreaming up such a scene. he’s proven wrong when he pinches himself, wincing and yelping from the pain. concerned, she glances at him.

“are you okay?”

“yeah! yeah, i’m okay. just.. finding it hard to believe i’m not dreaming right now.”

she smiles at his response.

“don’t worry. i’m as real as it comes.”

chan finds himself chuckling, holding her closer, choosing to merely relish in the feeling of finally being able to hug the girl he’d been crushing on since the day he first saw her.

#dino fluff #lee chan fluff #lee chan #loser chan brainrot go brrrr #seventeen fanfic #seventeen #seventeen fluff #he’s just so cute #what can i say #hiro brainrots #lee chan x reader

[emmyrosee]

psst I had a thought I think you’d enjoy bc it is certainly bringing me lots of joy this morning-

okay so atsumu right? play fighting with him. pillows, tickles, lots of peppered kisses, the screeching- you’d probably get noise complaints from the neighbours (or some worried check ins to make sure you’re both alright), and when you’d both answer the door out of breath and giggly cause he was chasing you around the apartment, whoever knocked just rolls their eyes and leaves cause obviously no one is in trouble, it’s just young love again.

I bet if you guys were wrestling he’d be the type to go soft on you and let you win a couple rounds (which ofc you know, so you begin to rile him up for a real challenge)

But he’s strong, so he’d have no problem picking you up and throwing you on the bed when your taunts about him not being able to catch you in a chase/beat you in a “fight” finally get to him, and he’s grinning the whole way to your room cause he loves your laugh and he plans on getting his revenge tenfold.

I am incredibly fucking soft for this man I want him to let me think I’m winning and then totally wreck me after 🙂 (I could say the same abt a lot of haikyuu men tho)

Ily, I hope you’re having an amazing day!! 💓

anon <3

(P.s. I hope sending in long rants like this isn’t annoying or a nuisance- just let me know and I’ll knock it off!)

ANONNNNNNN IM GONNA COMBUST OH MY GOD-

Also do nOT knock it off, literally and all activity, be it adorable requests like this, or just to talk to lil ole me makes me so giggly and happy 🥹❤️

BUT THIS- THI- T H I S??? IS MY DREAM AND I LITERALLY WANT TO MARRY HIM LIKE, YESTERDAY.

Your neighbors hate you, because you two are up from the crack of dawn to the latest of dusks, just giggling and screaming with laughter at each other.

And genuinely, truly, Atsumu does not care. If anything, people coming and banging on your door and telling you to shut up only riles him up more. The amount of times you’ve tried to talk to your angry neighbors, only to laugh in their face as Atsumu tickles up your sides or nips at your ear is countless; all your neighbor can do is roll their eyes and ask you to please keep it down, but despite you swearing to, you know better than to make promises.

“Yeah,” he snorts, “keep it down.” Before you can even laugh, he makes a lunge at you to make you scream and dash away again, him hot on your tail and cheeks sore from the grin splitting his face.

He’s just such a snot rocket, I love him so much.

And dONT EVEN HE DOES Try every once in a while to put his pride aside and let you win when rough housing bc like. You’re cute and he loves you, so he’ll let you pin his hands next to his head and be all cocky with your victory, until he decides he has a problem with it.

“Ha,” you chant victoriously. “Suck it, nerd. I win.”

“Yeah yeah,” he snorts, lacing your fingers with his. “You win, baby, now let me up-“

“Big ol’ Atsumu, can’t even take down his better half anymore.”

“Okay, listen-“

“Just wait until the boys hear about how I’m able to pin you so easily.”

“Babe-“

“What would they say about the big, bad Atsumu if they could see him now-“

And it doesn’t take him much more than that to shove you on your back, gobble you up in his arms before you hit the ground too hard, and haul you up and into your bedroom, all before you can even say ‘wait.’

“You wanna talk shit?” He growls, hands immediately digging into your ribs and underarms. “Huh? You wanna talk big? Like you aren’t the most ticklish person I’ve ever met?”

“Shut up!” You scream, just kneeing him and writhing but god, he’s so big and he’s smiling so wide at the sight of you, the longer bits of his blonde hair falling all around and it’s almost hard for you to plead for him to stop.

So, instead, for a while, you keep riling him up- shoving and snorting and just laughing until you tap his wrist, letting him know that you’re really done and ready to behave again.

But even then, his hands never leave your body. They smooth out the phantom tickles from your warm skin, or cup your chin to guide you back into a kiss, or even pulling you into his side and gently rubbing your back when he decides that he wants to take a nap.

Because here’s the thing- Atsumu has to be touching you. It’s a thing for him, there’s almost always going to be a hand caressing your cheek, or holding yours, or tickling you, or pinching you, it doesn’t matter, Atsumu needs to be touching you in a way that conveys love and thrill. He’s not good with words, he never has been- but even his twin can attest he shows his best feelings through touch

He craves your challenge, loves the fight you give, addicted to the sound of your shriek filled laughter because it’s fun. Loving you is so fun, it’s what gets him up in the morning and lulls him to sleep at night. And he’s so happy he’s found someone to convey all of this to without having to surrender to words he’s not sure he can rely on.

Atsumu loves you so much it hurts him. He’d move mountains and cross seas, eat sand and fight the wilderness if it meant every day, he could come home and tackle to you to the couch and smother you in all the sappy affection he can.

And if putting you in a tickly full Nelson is his way of showing that, you certainly never complained before.

#don’t @ me for that sappy ass ending okay I deserve a sweet ass atsumu miya #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu miya x gn!reader #atsumu miya x reader fluff #atsumu miya imagine #atsumu miya haikyuu #miya atsumu #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x gn!reader #miya atsumu x reader fluff #miya atsumu imagine #miya atsumu haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x y/n

[thenewblackcanvas]

don’t hang up

18+ • drabble • yunho

“maybe next time you can try tinder!”

your friend enthusiastically offered after your recent failure to get- in your more than frustrated terms- at least one good fucking orgasm. lately, the task of cumming was all miss and little hit. the few people youve brought yourself to have fun with were much more talk than anything else. more disappointingly, even you couldn’t bring yourself adequate orgasm. there was an end but no spark. no big edge no toes curling no flush over your body. nothing but slightly less tense.

“have you even used the toy you got?”

you cringed. “god no. it just got here this today and after last night’s attempt at another round this morning i couldn't bring myself to even take my panties off after i got dressed this morning. what’s the point?”

“cmon don’t say that! you have to try something new maybe. don’t count the toy out just yet, your hands either. you might be too tense to even-”

“baby?”

“yuyu?”

her boyfriend, yunho, must’ve just gotten there. you hear them greet each other, a bitter scowl on your face. not just because of your current situation but because Yunho was so attractive it made you blush. he used to come into your job, sending you looks. he’d have a knowing smile on his lips at the color of your cheeks. he would converse with you briefly but nothing big. you hoped he would ask you out but one day he came in with your friend in tow instead to drop her off. you tried not to look at him too much after that.

“hello? hey, you still there?”

“yeah sorry i was thinking.”

“i was- gonna say- stop it, yuyu- that i need to go.” you could hear him kiss her between her words. 

“ok bye.” you hear him say as you pull the phone away from your ear to sigh. 

for a moment you closed your eyes until you heard something. you looked around for a source before looking back down to your phone. holding it up, the call was still counting the seconds. he mustve thrown the phone before she could disconnect. 

as you stared in shock, a loud moan came through the phone. you paused for a brief moment before curiosity had you putting it back up to your ear. she let out a needy mewl and you could hear him chuckle. “do you need help with something? you're making my palm wet and i just got here.” 

the image of Yunho on top of her with his big hand shoved between her thighs sent a shock between your own. you shouldn’t be listening but rather than ending the call you muted yourself.

“mhm. I-I was talking to ______ about her sex life. it w-was starting to make me think of you.”

“you were talking to ______?”

you couldn’t control how wet you got hearing him say your name nor help the small joy you felt at how interested he seemed that she was speaking to you. 

she must’ve nodded.

“what was she saying?” she made a confused noise at his question before she screamed out. the moan on the end was enough to have you leaning back. “you heard me.”

“she- she uh…”

“come on baby, get it out and you can have my fingers.” you licked your lips. fuck you wanted his fingers.

“she was asking for advice because she hasn’t been able to cum. not with anyone recently.”

your face burned with mild embarrassment at him knowing but it couldn’t stop the way you began massaging your breasts. the image of him plus the sound of his deep voice was too good.

but you need to hang up.

•yunho•

“what did you tell her?” I asked, trying to keep her satisfied enough to tell me. 

“I told her to try the dildo I convinced her to buy.” I rubbed her clit, coaxing the answers out. “I told her to try tinder too- AHH!”

I pinched her clit roughly without thinking before soothing it with my tongue. she gasped softly. “look at you, trying to find her a cock like mine? hmm?” I pulled the hood of her clit back with my thumb to suck it gently again. I hummed and i could feel her shiver.

“I w-wanted her to feel good like you make me feel.”

I chuckled. ‘me too.’ I slipped two fingers into her heat, knowing she could take the stretch. I slid my fingers slowly, I didn’t want to tease too much but it was too fun not to. “I make you feel good huh?” with a wicked grin I curl my fingers right against her spot.

•you•

she gasps out a scream. 

“Fuck” you whisper to yourself. Your thighs are rubbing together trying to find some kind of friction between your legs but its not doing much. You finally shed your pants. The softness of your sheets under you relax you some more as you continue to feel yourself up under the sounds of Yunho’s minstrations. He must be teasing the poor girl as the pattern of moaning then begging before you hear yunho’s wicked chuckle resets. The lewd sounds of his fingers in her pussy are making you want to venture into your panties. Its no use in fighting it when you hear him say “Hands and knees, baby.”

Your hand slips under the waistband before you can even form a thought.

The sounds start back up making you blush all over at the sound of his hips meeting her own so roughly. It doesn’t take long before shes completely gone.

•yunho•

His thrusts are a little harder than normal. He can’t figure out why he feels the need to do so but as hes bent over her, hands on each side of her face thats pressed into the pillow, he can’t help but think the drag of his cock against these tight walls would feel so much better if it was yours.

You.

“F~uck” his girlfriend cries out under him. He hadn’t noticed the rougher thrusts as his thoughts turned to you. He smirks, repeating the action to make her yell out again. Her hand shoots out to grip the other pillow by the top of the bed. He looks up to see her holding on for dear life but double takes almost comically as he hips falter. Is her screen still on? Holy fuck is the call still connected? …With you?

“Yunho?” he realizes hes stopped moving and slowly starts to do so again.

He reaches up to grab the phone before a familiar knowing smile spreads onto his face. Only shallow thrusts as he looks at the screen, definitely still connected to you. He sits up and picks up the pace to punishing. While your friend is already being fucked stupid, not aware of anything anymore except his cock, he puts the phone up to his ear.

“Naughty slut listening to her friend get fucked.” Voice barely above a whisper. Out of breath and taunting.

You freeze as if his eyes are on you. You don’t unmute it.

“It’s ok, I know you’re busy touching yourself. Rubbing that wet cunt to get off on the sounds this wet pussy makes while I fuck her stupid.” He slaps her ass to make her cry out, a punctuation on his statement. “It’s ok, naughty girls can listen.”

He holds the phone closer to where their bodies connect as he speeds up again. You stroke your walls faster at the sounds of his balls slapping against her skin. He brings the phone closer to your friend next before yanking her hair back with his free hand. He props his leg up, hitting deeper than before making her cry out again. 

He brings the phone back up, panting into the receiver. He lets himself pant and groan into it for a moment before speaking again. “Be a good girl and take it off mute.”

You hesitate. The hand in your panties halting.

“Please” he asks, a hint of a desperation in his tone. “I need to hear you.”

You do so as your fingers move again, speeding up before adding your other hand to your clit. The moment he hears your breathy moans he throws his head back with a smile. “Haha fuck, Tiny. You sound so good.” You clench around your own fingers knowing he’s talking to you. It encourages you to be more vocal. You start to reach for the toy you bought but almost as if he senses it he says. “I don’t want another cock in you. Fake or otherwise, got it?” you and your friend whimper ‘yes’s in unison. “If youre so desperate use your hands or nothing.” He releases the hold on her hair. You both go to furiously rub at your clit for some more help. Her face is buried in the pillow blabbering incoherrently about taking as much as he’ll give her as she works over her clit. He continues to pound into her from behind. Your hips are coming off the bed as you try to keep the intensity of the building climax. The shocks you can feel with each brush against the right spot make you more than desperate. You want the real release you’ve been craving. Hes so sweaty he can barely hang on to the phone. When you start sinnfully yet desperately begging into the air It slips momentarily but he catches it quickly bringing it back to his ear. He doesnt want to miss any of the sounds youre making despite the girl under him.

He can read the sound of your voice well somehow, almost as if you are in tune with your friend. Her pussy a stand in for yours as he can feel her cunt clenching at the brink of release any moment. He's not sure how but when he knows your on the edge he rasps “cum.”

Both girls scream out in release. His girlfriend bringing the pillow she was grasping down almost to cover her face, burying the scream of pleasure inside it. Her body tenses but Yunho takes her through her high, reeling on the high pitched screams he hears through the phone and the vulgar squelching coming through as well.

His movements become a little more erratic as he is almost there with them. She weakly tries to squirm away when its becoming too much but he grips her hip tight.

“Beg for it” he whispers to you but she mustve heard because he hears her shaky voice say ‘please give it to me’ he grips a little harder but it isn’t until he hears one word from the other end of the line that he is able to reach his breaking point.

“Please.”

Its small and weak but he can hear the pleading in your tone.

He pulls out as quickly as he possibly can, barely making it to cum on her back, getting her cunt and her ass a little from the urgency. He laughs to himself as he sees his girlfriend slumped on the bed with the pillow still covering most of her face. In her haze, your friend is trying to catch her breath with her eyes closed. He puts the phone up to his face again after a breath “You did so good, Baby.” He says as he strokes her side but you know he is speaking to you. When you dont answer he says, “Tiny?”

“Th-Thank you, Yunho.”

He laughs under his breath. “Anytime, Tiny.” You can practically see the smile on his face.

After actually hanging up, you stare at the ceiling. You should get cleaned up but you’re still trying to process what the fuck just happened.

♡ pt 2 ♡

#yunho drabble #yunho smut #yunho thought #ateez smut #ateez drabble #yunho fanfic #draft drabble #draft drabble ♡ #yunnie ♡

[judewrld]

today, tomorrow, forever [kylian mbappe]

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: after a beautiful wedding, you and kylian jet off to the maldives for your honeymoon.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: husband!kylian x f!reader

❥ rating: 18+

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, nsfw

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 2.1k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: public sex, nipple play, dom!kylian, sub!reader, riding, beach sex, swearing.

⏤ 𝑎/n: domestic + sexy kylian? sign me up !!!

“i now pronounce you husband and wife. you may now kiss your bride.”

a round of applause fills the hall but it falls upon deaf ears as kylian lifts your veil and slowly leans in, bringing one hand up to gently caress the apple of your cheek. you feel your chest rise and swell in awe and love as he comes closer to your face. his eyes sliding shut is the last thing you see before your own flutter close.

kylian’s lips are soft and warm. the kiss is gentle, filled with nothing but love and passion. all the panic that has built up within you then bursts as tears of joy from finally marrying the man you love begin to roll down your cheeks.

you look out the tiny window of your suite as you think back to your wedding day, a small smile making its way onto your face at the sweet memory. you let out a soft sigh and marvel at the scene of the tranquil ocean waters in front of you.

besides you, your husband seems to be doing the same. he looks relaxed, something you’re immensely thankful for, given how the stress of the previous season he had with psg and rumors surrounding a possible transfer were eating away at him.

you turn back to the view and huff in excitement. today marks your first official day as kylian mbappe’s wife, he’s yours to have and to hold forever.

you feel kylian’s grasp on your waist strengthen at your words, “today, tomorrow and forever mon amour.” he nuzzles your neck with his nose and presses soft kisses along your collarbone. “what do you want to do today?”

you feel kylian’s grasp on your waist strengthen at your words, “today, tomorrow and forever mon amour.” he nuzzles your neck with his nose and presses soft kisses along your collarbone. “what do you want to do today?”

you feel kylian’s grasp on your waist strengthen at your words, “today, tomorrow and forever mon amour.” he nuzzles your neck with his nose and presses soft kisses along your collarbone. “what do you want to do today?”

you hum as you think about what activity to occupy your time with, “do you want to explore and maybe go swimming?”

kylian unravels his arms from your waist and spins you around so you’re facing him and takes your hands into his, “as long as i’m with you i don’t mind what we do.” you feel him twirl around your wedding band before raising your hand to place a kiss upon the engagement ring.

you move your hands to the back of his neck and thread your fingers through his hair. he places his hands on your lower back and rubs soothing circles onto your back.

“i love you,” he whispers against your lips, sending butterflies to your stomach.

“i love you more.”

shortly after your breakfast of western foods together at the balcony, you’re transported to a local village by your personal guide who talks about the country’s history and culture leaving you completely enamored.

you arrive at the village and it’s nothing but smiles and laughter all around, you’re stopped every now and then by a fan who recognizes kylian and asks for a picture but you don’t mind. It brings a smile to your face to see your husband interact with people who love him just as much as you do.

the first stop on your little excursion is a school where some children are running about, and you’re drawn to them immediately because of their vibrant energy. you leave kylian and your guide to talk to the little ones and play games with the older kids.

in the midst of you braiding millie’s hair, the young girl you had taken a liking to, you hear cheers and you turn to see your husband playing soccer showcasing his skills to the kids. you see the proud smile on his face when they begin to chant his name during his turn, and you watch his face in excitement when the children take the spotlight. he’s at their side, cheering them on.

he’s teaching one of the kids how to properly dribble when he catches you looking at him, and he returns your shy smile as you share a brief moment together, until your attention is pulled back by the children you’re both spending time with separately.

“you’re both wonderful with kids,” your guide tells you as you all walk back to the car. you both have children on either side, holding onto your hands and swinging them happily. both you and kylian smile at his words.

“do you have any of your own?” he asks.

“oh, no we don’t. we just got married, but we do want to start a family of our own one day” you say before turning to kylian.

“i want us to enjoy our time as a married couple before we introduce a baby to our unit,” he says.

your guide smiles, “that’s good. the dynamic always changes when a child is part of the picture,” he clears his throat, “it’s clear the two of you will make wonderful parents one day. the children have a pull to you.”

you both say your thanks before carrying on with the walk to the car. you bid your goodbyes to the two children that accompanied you before getting in and heading to the next stop- the town square.

there are vendors lining the streets. you decide to indulge yourself in a few purchases much to kylian’s dismay as he’s left clutching bags upon bags.

“cherrie, you don’t think this is a bit…much?” kylian teases as you briefly head to the vehicle to leave your things.

you pout, “i didn’t know how to turn them down,” you defend. “plus, i feel like some of these would be a great addition to our home, no?”

kylian chuckles, “you’re right amour, do you want to head down to the beach before lunch?”

you nod. “sounds like a plan,” you lean into him and place a hand on his chest and whisper against his ear, “i can’t wait for you to see my latest set.” you pull away to gauge his expression and you’re pleased to find him smirking with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“you’re wearing it?”

biting your lips, you shrug your shoulders, “why don’t you find out for yourself?”

kylian smirks, pulling you closer by your hips before moving his hands to the front of your beige dress; you had purposefully worn it to emphasize your curves and the low neckline that accentuates your cleavage. the dress is buttoned in the front, meaning to see your salacious bikini he had to pop them open one by one to get it off you.

“you’re such a tease.” he breathes, chuckling lowly as he works on the third button, already eyeing the ruby red bra that peeked through.

“you love it, though.”

he cocks his head to the side in agreement, tipping forward to kiss your neck. your eyes flutter shut as you relish in the feeling but you pull away when kylian grabs your ass through your dress. “easy there, we’re still in public.”

he groans, “you can’t be serious.”

“i’m deadly serious. now, time to go swimming!”

___

once the two of you make it to the beach, you find the area to be not so full. there’s a father helping his kids build a sandcastle, an elderly couple taking a stroll along the waterline, a group of women sipping cocktails by the bar and a young couple making out on the sand.

kylian’s eyes turn dark when you peel your sundress off your body to reveal the bikini beneath it. you toss your dress onto the nearest lounge chair and turn to kylian, “what are you waiting for?”

with a smirk, he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it onto the lounge chair with your dress. “nothing.” he grabs a hold of your hand and sprints in the direction of the sparkling water. You squeal at the feeling of cold water against your legs, you think kylian will stop once the water is up to your waist but he keeps going until you’re almost fully submerged in the water and far from the others who were swimming as well.

you swim away from him, expertly kicking your feet splashing him in the process. once he finally catches up to you he grabs you by your waist to bring you in. you smile and giggle when he wraps you in his arms. you flinch at the hardness pressed against your stomach and harshly whispered, “there’s no way you’re hard! we’re surrounded by so many people!”

“it’s not my fault,” he takes ahold of your right hand and leads it underwater to grasp his hardened penis. “this is what you do to me.”

you look around in panic scanning the area to make sure you were indeed far enough from the other people who were swimming as well. “but here?” he removes his hand from yours and you gasp when he palms your crotch, “isn’t public sex on your bucket list? We’re far from everyone else and if you keep quiet, no one will hear.”

you think it over for a little more before finally giving in, successfully coaxed by how his fingers prod your pussy through your bikini, you part your legs, resting one on top of his knee.

“good girl.” he whispers, licking the shell of your ear and sending goosebumps to your skin despite the low temperature of the water.

kylian angles his body towards you to get better control at how his hand touches you. he pulls your bikini panties to the side and slips two fingers inside of you, slowly dragging them back out. continuing this, he sighs at how you tighten around his fingers; slipping in a third just to get a better grip on you as he palms your clit.

your mouth drops open, leaning your forehead against his as all this happens. you bring your left hand to his lap; slipping it into his trunks and seizing his erection into your palm.

kylian stares at you, almost as if he was challenging you.

you twist your wrist around the base of his cock and begin to pump him. kylian lets out the softest groan when you bring your palm over the tip and grind onto it. his fingers finally find your sweet spot, just barely grazing it but still sends your legs shutting and trapping his hand between them.

“kylian,” you breathe, “i need you inside me.”

he smirks, “i was thinking the same thing.”

you waste no time, you secure your legs around his waist and let his cock enter you in one effortless motion. your arms are around his shoulder, looking for purchase before you move; rocking your hips against his. kylian has one hand on your ass, guiding the pace, and the other kneading your breast, gently biting down the hardened nub that pokes through the red swimsuit.

“oh! kylian, i-” you whimper and he hushes you, roughly grabbing your butt cheek.

“i know, baby, i know—me, too. i’m close, too.”

“mph,” you groan, as he rolls his hips. kylian fucking knows what he’s doing, you can already feel yourself tightening around him. it’s too soon though, you don’t want to come this soon. “k-kylian,” you moan, chest bouncing from his thrusts. “i’ll – i’ll come so soon. please.”

“already?” kylian whispers, removing his hand from your clit. “such a sweet, little pussy you have. so responsive – already trying to cum around my cock.”

“oh!” you gasp, since he’s no longer rubbing, he’s now fucking you faster. moving his hips harder. thrusting into your g-spot over and over, making your entire body clench with pleasure. “fuck, kylian.”

“as much as i want to draw this out,” he mutters, tense and kylian’s hips move faster, “i really want to cum inside you, baby.” he chuckles, sucking on the exposed skin of your neck, “while that turns me on, i also don’t want anyone else to see you like this. you’re mine.”

“ah,” you gasp, when his fingers slide wet between your legs. “shit.”

“that’s it,” kylian murmurs, hips thrusting quickly. “come for me, baby. then when we get back to our room, i’m going to fuck you into the sheets all over again – i want to see the pretty face you make when you’re squirting all over the mattress.”

“kylian!” you whine, unable to take it anymore. body tightening repeatedly, you shudder apart on top of him. he pulls out quickly after and cums all over your stomach and pussy. when he’s done, you stay put, head flat on his shoulder while his fingertips gently stroke your back.

then kylian sighs, lifting you up. “i wasn’t kidding,” he breathes, kissing you softly. “i really do want to take you home. right now.”

you smile against his skin, “i love you.”

kylian can feel butterflies in his stomach as he hugs your body closer to his, “today, tomorrow and forever mon amour.”

#kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe smut #kylian mbappe imagines #kylian mbappe fluff #kylian mbappe x reader

[glossolali]

a heart is hard to translate

shadowgast - cat café AU

coda to chanse @spottedenchants cute catfé fic (tumblr, ao3)

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Caleb's ginger waves are twisted into a simple braid today, and a beloved memory flips its dog-eared pages open for Essek, warming him inside and out.

"Do you remember when we first met and you were wearing your hair up with one fishtail braid on each side?"

His partner looks up at him with an amused half-smile, "Yes."

"I recall thinking it was on purpose for a moment. It took me by surprise, and I got even more nervous. I always wondered if you knew what it meant."

Caleb's brow furrows further.

"I suppose from the mystified look on your face that you don't, then."

Caleb slots a postcard into his book and shuts it and lays it in his lap, then looks intently at Essek.

"Am I supposed to?"

"Not necessarily."

Caleb quirks a brow at him, squints and waits, then smiles again when nothing more is proffered.

"Alright."

And he makes to go back to his book, a little smile still curling his lip.

Infuriating man.

In bringing this up, something in his belly flutters, dormant butterflies from their first meeting awakening from their slumber.

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"Hair and hairstyles have some significance in Kryn culture. As does its lack, but that's a story for a different time." He smiles ruefully when he catches Caleb's eye again, who gazes back at him, curious and attentive once more.

"Some styles are meant to indicate status, wealth. Some more complex styles are specific to specific dens. Yours, however, was something different. The style is called Nau'shindcal, meaning fruit."

"Fruit.. What is that referring to?"

Essek regards him meaningfully and then says in a matter-of-fact tone, "Well.. fruit is meant to be picked, and eaten."

It is a rare thing, but it always makes Essek even more utterly taken with him to see Caleb blush as he does now, how it colors his pale skin rosy, all the way down his neck and up to the tips of his ears.

Eyes round, he blinks a few times, seemingly speechless.

Essek carries on, so very delighted, and curious to see how he reacts further.

"Literally, the word comes from the root words 'forbidden' and 'eat'. It is meant to indicate one's availability and willingness to be courted. And imply others' temptation to do so. Not unlike the temptation to pick a piece of fruit from a tree."

Caleb's eyes widen and he processes for a few more moments then, adorably, he hides his face in his open book and grumbles loudly.

"Ugh.. Jester. Jessie knew. That's why she insisted," his muffled voice says.

Essek is taken aback, and it makes him laugh, sudden and wholehearted.

"Ah. It actually makes a lot of sense that she was involved."

Exasperating as she is, he loves that meddling girl very much.

Caleb has now laid his head on the table and is covering his head with his book.

Essek reaches over and gently moves the book aside, and cards his fingers through Caleb's auburn locks, curling a strand around his forefinger as he speaks.

"If it helps, it made you even more.. intriguing. And not just because you looked good in that hairstyle."

Caleb looks up at him from under lovely ginger lashes, embarrassment seemingly forgotten, and sends a smirk his way that makes the butterflies flit around even more aggressively.

"Noted."

Essek smiles back in much the same manner, and silently applauds himself that he succeeded in flustering Caleb a little. It's why he brought this up in the first place.

Caleb leans up and into the space between them and kisses him soundly and suddenly. Essek makes a surprised noise, then presses back into the kiss, reciprocating, drawn to him as if by something as irrefutable as gravity.

Caleb looks terribly self-satisfied when he pulls away. Essek's face warms, and he rolls his eyes, pushing on Caleb's chest playfully to get away from him.

"Caleb Widogast."

Caleb laughs, and it lights up his nerves in the best way, and Essek can't resist his infectious joy, his own irritated smile splitting into a laugh as he joins him right after.

He makes a mental note to thank Jester later.

#shadowgast #critical role #catfe au #shadowgast catfe au #whumptober??? nay i say! #jk i'm murdering the blorbos in another fic or two :3 #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #essek #caleb #cr 2 #glossofic #glossopost

[brainyxbat]

Chapter 9: Farewell, Giant Island! Head for Alabasta

(episode 77)

"That was hot! Couldn't you have done it a different way?"

"Well, then. Can you tell which is the real one?"

"Gum-Gum Stamp!"

"How... did you know... I was here?"

"Instinct."

-

Now that the battles were over, Broggy was crying waterfalls of tears over poor Dorry. "Whoa! Look behind him!" Luffy pointed out, as everyone covered their ears. At least, almost everyone. "A rainbow! There's a rainbow!"

"It's beautiful!" Venus admired it.

"Even the way he cries is big!" Nami complained.

"It's practically a waterfall!" Zoro added.

Usopp, apart from the rest, was crying with him. "I understand how you feel, Master Broggy!"

Amidst the mourning, however, Dorry's hand started twitching, and his eyes blinked open. Everyone, especially Broggy, was shocked when he used his sword to sit up. "Dorry! How are you-?"

"It seems I blacked out."

-

'Mr. 0?' Sanji thought. 'Wasn't Mr. 0 the name of the enemy boss Vivi-chan talked about? Which means the guy on the other end of this Transponder Snail... is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?!'

"It's been many days since I issued your orders. What's going on?"

'Mr. 3... so he's the owner of this Transponder Snail? Ah. I think I got it figured out now.' He glanced around the hut. 'This is an enemy hideout, and a guy named Mr. 3 came to the island to take Vivi-chan's life.' He grimaced shamefully. 'Damn. This was no time for me to be hunting! I hope they're all okay!'

"Why the silent treatment? I asked you a question. Have you eliminated Princess Vivi, and the Straw Hats?!"

"Yeah, mission complete!" Sanji replied confidently, keeping up the facade. "I got rid of everyone who found out about your secret. So there's no need to go after 'em anymore."

"I see. Well done. As we speak, the Unluckies are headed your way to confirm your mission is complete, and to deliver a certain package."

"Unluckies? A package?"

"An Eternal Pose that points to the Alabasta Kingdom. You and Ms. Golden Week will head to Alabasta; the time has come. We're about to begin our most important operation. Details will come after you reach Alabasta. Wait for my orders."

Sanji saw an eagle, and an otter leering at him from the round windows. "What are these things?!" The eagle readied a pair of pistols, while the otter revealed its two seashells wielded metal claws.

"Hey. What's going on?"

"Oh, it's nothing," Sanji replied nervously, before he leaped away from gunshots. "What the hell?!" He ducked down behind the table, as the tea set was totaled. As he straightened up, the otter charged in, and slashed at him, but he jumped away. "You tryin' to kill me?! Bring it on, you damn monkey!" He kicked the otter into a wall fatally, then turned back to the eagle. "I'm tellin' you," Dodging bullets, he grabbed its head with his feet, "To stop that! You jumbo-sized chicken!" He twisted its neck, ultimately eliminating it.

The Snail turned in his direction. "What was that?! What happened?!"

Sanji rushed over, and urgently grabbed the speaker. "Oh, uhh, no! It ain't- I mean, it's nothing! That damn Straw Hat was still alive. It's okay, though; I finished him off. No need to worry."

There was silence on the other line for a moment. "Still alive?" He didn't sound happy. "You just said your mission was complete; did you not?"

"Yes, well," He stammered, "I thought it was complete. But he was much tougher than you'd believe."

"In other words... the report you gave me was a lie."

"Umm, well... I suppose so, when you put it that way. But I've gotten rid of him for sure now. So there's no need to send any more after 'em. Okay?"

"Very well. Just head straight to Alabasta from there now!"

Sanji stared at the speaker without a word. He had to find the others, quick!

-

"It's probably... because of the weapons," Dorry panted.

Everyone watched with surprise, and joy. "Weapons?" Usopp wiped his tears. "Oh, yeah! Not even Elbaf weapons could keep up with two giants fighting to the death for 100 years straight!" He sighed in relief. "Talk about crazy..."

"And lucky," Venus added.

"Yeah... it's a huge miracle!"

Broggy laughed jovially, as he hugged Dorry in relief. "Hey, Broggy! Don't hold onto me! That hurts my wounds!"

"I'm so glad you're alive, friend of mine!"

"Miracle, my ass," Zoro snarked, "It's only natural. The fact those weapons are still intact after 100 years of constant bashing and clanging is even crazier. As are their owners."

"What a wonderful day today is!" Broggy beamed. "I thank you, God of Elbaf!"

"Oh, Broggy?" Dorry gained his attention. "Was chopping me down, and knocking me out that happy for you?"

"You dimwit! That ain't what I'm saying!" He playfully punched his shoulder.

"Oww! Don't touch my wounds!" With that, they started exchanging the gesture back and forth. "You want some of this?!"

"Yeah! I'll wipe the floor with ya!"

"Cool! Cool! Cool!" Luffy exclaimed.

"Why are you guys fighting again?!" Nami shouted angrily.

-

"And no further radio contact from now on. We don't want the Marines catching whiff of us. All further orders will be sent via letter, as usual. That is all. Good luck, Mr. 3." Mr. 0 hung up his snail, and stood from his chair. "Ms. All Sunday."

The raven-haired, purple-clad woman turned to him, while petting a giant alligator. "Yes?"

"Send Mr. 2 to Little Garden." She was surprised at the order. "Eliminate Mr. 3 on his direct course to Alabasta from Little Garden."

"That's quite aggressive, sir. Mr. 0, Crocodile." She stood up from the couch, and headed for the wide staircase.

"We have enough manpower as it is. Are you arguing with me?"

"No, I'll do as you wish. I'll make arrangements at once."

-

"Well, he's hung up," Sanji remarked to himself, "So let's see." He approached his dead adversaries. "What were these guys, anyway?!" He then noticed a strange object hobbling between them, and picked it up to investigate it.

It resembled an hourglass with a round, clear globe in the middle. Almost like a Log Pose, but no wristband. "What do we have here?"

-

Broggy and Dorry laughed heartily together when the former and the Straw Hats caught him up on everything. "We had completely forgotten about the bounties on our heads!" Dorry laughed.

"But I was the reason they came to this island in the first place," Vivi lamented. She yelped when Nami pulled on her cheek.

"Let's have none of that!" She scolded.

"Nami!" Venus slapped her hand away, and looked up at the princess. "It wasn't your fault."

"Yeah, Vivi!" Luffy agreed, eating rice crackers with Usopp and Karoo. "What're you so down in the dumps for? Want a rice cracker?"

"I'll take one!" Venus raised her hand, and caught one tossed by the sniper. "Thanks! Perfect aim, as always!" She giggled.

"Hey! Where did you get those?" Nami asked.

"Alright! For now, let's have a rice cracker party!" Luffy proposed, ignoring her question.

"Rice crackers aren't very exciting," Usopp remarked.

"Really? We can even make toasts with them!"

"I think they're good!" Venus hopped down, and joined the guys.

"See?" Nami turned to Vivi. "Does anyone blame you?"

"Cheers!" Luffy toasted with the snack.

"C'mon! Don't do that!" Usopp griped, and picked up the pieces of his that Luffy broke, brushing the dirt off. "Geez! You can't just waste food like that!" He went to eat it anyway.

"What're you doing?!" Luffy tried to steal it. "Give it here!"

"Who said you could have mine?!"

"Give it! It's mine!"

"Who says?!"

"Kick his rubbery ass, Usopp!" Venus cheered, as she ate another cracker.

Vivi smiled in amusement, as they tussled in the grass. Zoro turned to Nami when she suddenly winced, as if she got hurt. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," She scratched a red spot that appeared on her exposed stomach, "Just a bug."

"Still, waiting a year for the Log Pose to point to the next island is pretty serious stuff."

"Yeah!" Nami agreed. "It's definitely no laughing matter!"

Venus glared when Luffy bit Usopp's wrist, so his whole hand was in his mouth. "Hey, biting's against the rules, Luffy!"

"You saved us," Broggy grinned, "We would like to thank you in some way."

Luffy leaped up on a rock, forgetting about the fight. "Oh, in that case, you old guys can do something about our Log!"

"We'll consider this a victory," Venus whispered to Usopp.

The giants frowned disappointedly. "I'm afraid Logs are the only thing we can't help you with," Dorry said regretfully.

On cue, Sanji made his entrance with heart-shaped puffs of smoke. "Nami-san! Venus-chan! Vivi-chan! And you other bums!"

"Hey! Sanji!" Luffy waved happily, as Usopp and Karoo glared.

"You're okay! Thank goodness!"

"That jerk suddenly shows up only after we needed help!" Usopp griped.

Upon seeing the giants, Sanji freaked out. "What in the hell?! Are you Mr. 3?!"

"Hey!" Nami said. "How do you know about Mr. 3?"

Sanji turned, and was stunned at her lack of a shirt. "Nami-san! You're so titillating!"

Nami shook her fist. "Feel like getting slugged?"

Just then, he switched to gentleman mode, and took off his suit jacket. "Now, now, Nami-san. You'll catch cold dressed like that. Here you are." He draped it over her shoulders.

"Thanks."

As soon as he sat on the log, Venus marched up to him with anger. "Where have you been?!" She demanded, her hands planted on her hips.

"Well, my dear Venus-chan, I just finished talking with Mr. 0 via Transponder Snail."

Vivi shivered with fear. "You talked to the boss?!"

"Yeah. I found this weird hideout in the jungle, you see," He began to explain, "He seemed to think I was Mr. 3, so I told him I eliminated everyone."

"So that means he thinks we're dead?!" Vivi exclaimed.

"So we're finally free of people chasing us, but we can't go anywhere!" Usopp cried.

"Can't go anywhere?" He smirked. "Do we still have business on this island?" He reached into his pants pocket. "Just after I managed to get ahold of this too." He took out the object from the hideout, and was confused at everyone's jawdrops of shock. "Eh?" He smirked nervously. "What?"

"It's an Eternal Pose to Alabasta!" Luffy beamed. "Hurray!" He cheered with Usopp and Venus. "Now we can set sail!"

"Hurray! Way to go, Sanji-kun!"

Vivi ran to, and hugged the cook. "Thank you, Sanji-san! I was so worried for a moment there!"

Venus promptly joined her with ecstasy. "Good job, Sanji! You're awesome!"

"No, no! It was my pleasure!" He smiled goofily with a deep blush. "I'm glad I could make you so happy!" Usopp brushed away a sudden pang of jealousy.

"Alright, everyone! Let's have a rice cracker party!" Luffy announced, and toasted with Nami, as Venus quickly joined in.

"Oh no, Luffy!" Usopp approached him worriedly. "We only have three left! We can't have a rice cracker party!"

"What?!"

"Aw," Venus frowned in disappointment.

"You know this is no time for that!" Nami scolded, then turned to Luffy. "Let's go, Captain! We don't have time to be lounging around!"

"Yeah, we'll have the party on the Merry!" Venus beamed.

Sanji was swooning from the twofer hug, when Zoro passed him by, and he remembered their competition. "Oh, yeah! Hey, you." He stood off the log. "You haven't forgotten our hunting contest, I hope!"

"Nope! But I win! I caught a rhino this huge!" He held his arms out.

"A rhino? I assume you can eat that?!"

"Of course!"

'Hunting contest?' Broggy thought to himself, with Dorry thinking the same. "Those words sound familiar somehow."

"Yes..."

Luffy put his hat on. "Alright, round old guy, and giant old guy! We're gonna go now!"

They both looked down at the crew. "Oh, I see," Broggy said, "Well, you do seem to be in a hurry."

"That's too bad, but we won't stop you," Dorry agreed, and turned to Vivi, "I hope your homeland is okay."

"Yes! Thank you!"

"See ya! Don't die anymore!" Luffy followed Nami and Vivi into the jungle, marching backwards.

"Master! I will visit Elbaf someday!" Usopp promised, as Venus watched him with a smile.

"You'll see," Sanji smirked pridefully, "Mine's way bigger than yours."

"You wish!" Zoro scoffed.

"I'm gonna be a brave warrior of the sea!" Usopp vowed.

"Our friends are setting sail," Broggy remarked.

"Yes, We can't just sit there; there's a monster in the west sea," Dorry reminded.

"Dorry! How are your wounds?"

"These? They won't kill me."

Broggy picked up his ragged weapon. "This axe, and that sword are just about done with."

Dorry investigated his sword. "Do you have regrets?"

"I do. This axe fought alongside me for 100 years. But, if it's for them, it's worth it!"

"Then it's decided..." They both stood up with determination in their eyes.

-

"See?! Mine's far more huger than yours!" Zoro pointed out.

"Look closer! My lizard's bigger!" Sanji retorted. Their catches were laid next to each other, by the Merry, and they stood on top.

"Are you blind or something?! My rhino's way bigger!"

"It doesn't matter!" Luffy beamed. "They both look yummy!"

"You shut up!" They both ordered.

"Huh?"

"Look! Mine's bigger!"

"No, mine is!"

Venus listened with irritation by Usopp and Vivi at the back of the upper deck. "It was funny at first, but now it's just dumb."

Nami couldn't help but smirk. "How long are you gonna keep at that? We don't need all of it, so cut up what we do need, so we can set sail!"

"Yes, Nami-san!"

"Hey, Usopp!" Zoro turned to the sniper. "I'm clearly the winner, right?!"

"I really don't care."

"Can't you call it a tie?" Vivi suggested.

"There are no ties in a challenge!" He refused.

"Hurry it up!" Nami shouted angrily, startling them.

"Right!" A swooning Sanji obliged, as Zoro leaped on the ship, then pulled up the anchor.

"Set sail!" Luffy announced, and they began moving along the river.

"They said going straight will take us to the western end of the island," Vivi recalled the giants' instructions.

"Hey, couldn't you have gotten any more meat on board?" Luffy griped.

"Yeah, right! Don't be stupid!" Sanji shot him down. "We can't preserve anymore than that."

"Do you want to sink the ship?!" Nami added.

"Look, it's the old guys!" Luffy saw Dorry and Broggy ahead. "They came to see us off!"

"Ahead is a great obstacle..." Broggy began.

"That prevents people who come to this island from reaching the next," Dorry finished, "You fought desperately to protect our pride."

"As such, no matter what manner of enemy there may be..."

"We will not let them destroy your pride, friends!"

The crew watched ahead with caution. "Have faith in us, and continue straight ahead! Straight ahead, no matter what happens!"

"Got it!" Luffy beamed.

"What's this about?" Zoro wondered aloud.

"What do you got?" Usopp asked.

"We'll go straight ahead, no matter what!"

"Yeah!" Venus agreed with Luffy. "Have faith in Dorry, and Broggy!"

They soon passed the island entirely. "This is goodbye!"

Broggy and Dorry drew their weapons. "Let's meet again someday," The latter proposed.

"Without fail."

"Look!" Nami pointed to the ocean. "Up ahead!"

In front of the ship, a fish bigger than the island itself emerged from the waves, just as the giants predicted. "There you are, Island-Eater!" Dorry glared.

"You will open the path, in the name of Elbaf!"

The fish showed itself to the crew, revealing to be a giant, red and white goldfish. "Wha...?" Sanji's cigarette dropped from his gaping mouth.

"Something appeared!" Usopp exclaimed, as everyone stared.

"What's this guy?" Luffy wondered aloud. "A goldfish?"

Usopp gulped. "A g-giant goldfish?! W-why does that sound familiar?!"

"Work the rudder!" Nami ordered. "Hurry! We're gonna get eaten! Hurry, Usopp!"

"I- I can't!"

"It broke earlier!" Venus reminded.

"Go straight ahead! R-right, Luffy?!"

"Yeah! Of course!"

"Don't be stupid!" Nami glared. "This won't be like what happened with Laboon!"

"I know. Calm down," Luffy sat on the prow, "Here, I'll let you have the last rice cracker."

"I don't want it!"

"Yoink!" Venus caught it instead, and nibbled in nervous anticipation.

"Hey! If we don't turn the ship, we're gonna be-"

Zoro calmly opened the cabin door, so a petrified Karoo could hide away inside. "Just give it up, Nami."

"Luffy!" Sanji turned to the captain. "We can trust those guys, I hope?!"

"Yeah!"

"Are you crazy?!" Vivi exclaimed. "Are we really going straight into that beast?!"

"No!" Nami cried. "We're too late now!" Venus and Usopp could only hug each other fearfully.

"You've grown a lot, Island-Eater!" Dorry glared. "You filthy monster goldfish!"

"His size isn't his only surprise," Broggy added, "There's also the size, and length of the dung he produces, after devouring any islands nearby. I recall a giant piece of dung named Nothing At All Island," He laughed.

"And that we landed on it long ago, thinking it was actual land!" Dorry recalled.

"This is a nostalgic day of adventure! As I look at them, I'm reminded of the old days!"

After the goldfish closed its mouth, trapping the screaming crew inside, they readied their weapons. "The only thing we can't penetrate is the bloodstained snake!"

"Observe, the most powerful Giant spear, as passed down in Elbaf!"

"Straight ahead!" Usopp cried. "Straight ahead!"

"What are you talking about?!" Nami shouted. "We've already been eaten!"

"Straight ahead!" Luffy urged. "Straight ahead!"

From outside, Dorry and Broggy struck the ocean, and ahead of the Merry, a gaping hole in the top of the fish's cranium let her fly out with the crew! "Hakokou Sovereignty!" They heard the giants' voices while escaping.

#magical straw hat #one piece #one piece oc #tempeste g. venus #little garden #little garden arc

[hunting-songs]

  ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧   ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧ “ I might have a hunch you like the sight of my ass.”

Send in      ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧ and my muse will talk about all the things they find sexy/arousing about your muse’s BODY. Honestly.Their favorite parts, the way they look, move, etc. etc. Make my muse confess it ALL. BONUS: if they’ve got *nasty* personal details and other lemony stories to share WHY.

With a gasp that was much too dramatic to be real the young woman palced a small hand on her chest, leaning back on the couch with a theatralicaly aghast grimace twisting her round face:"Oh no, what makes you think I am so colossale simpleminded that I would ever like your backside just because it happens to be on my eyelevel?" Senritsu shaked her head sowly, lifting a gnarled finger like a stern teacher: "Its actually because it is a very good looking backside and that it happens to be on my eyelevel is just the one good thing my life decided to give me so who am I to not enjoy any minute of it." The Music-Hunter lasted exactly thirty seconds before she crumbled to her own stupid joke and laughed as melodically as a song, shaking her head scolding over her own humor. Still smiling the woman rose a hairless eyebrow, more amused than anything else. She lifted a finger, tapping a melody after the sound of her own voice on one of Chris feet laying on the couch beside where she was sitting. "Jokes aside- I like the sound of your voice and the way it pitches up high when you tell me about the recipes you had tried in the bakery or when you tell me the plot of the last movie you watched. Of course your normal voice is good to the ears but that happy trill? Mhmmm, its music to my ears. You can not easily hide excitement in your voice and it is so good to hear someone beeing honestly passionate about their hobbies instead of hiding it." She chuckled. Then the tapping of her fingers wandered higher. The chuckle turned sweet, so sweet and she added just as sweetly with the words rolling of her lips deliciously:

"I like your navel-piercing, bodyart is always such a joy for the eyes and yours is very, mhmmmmm dolce," The smile on the young womans face was as innocent as she was not. Her short fingers continued to tap to the song of her own gentle voice even if that tapping was now wandering up the mans leg past his knee up his thigh: "- especially when I can bite and pull on it so I can hear your allegretto voice moan." Senritsus voice was nothing but a whisper, as gentle as fingers stroking along ones ear. There was a silky rustling as the rests of her hair fell over her shoulder when she leaned forward more over the man with one of her hands resting on his chest and the other tapping a sweet melody on the inside of his thigh. Long red hair rustled over his shirt: "I also adore your mouth. The lips have a beautiful form and color ; and are the perfect shape to enhance the warm vibration of your voice. They are also very sweet to kiss." The smile curling around her dark lips was as delicious as it was cunning. The next moment she fell back out of his reach.

Dramatically Senritsu fell back on the couch, one small hand placed on her forehead like a feeble victorian maiden, singing the words melodically even if there was the humm of a laughter behind her words: "Sadly that beautiful lips are too far away from me in my daily life, so I have to make do with your backside. Life is so, so cruel, but as always, I will mhmmmmm enjoy whatever it offers me." [ @bewitchingbaker ]

#bewitchingbaker #v: bium bium #HAR HAR HAR

[feyhunter78]

Hold My Heart (Between Your Teeth) 11/?

Description: Helaena returns, bringing the rest of the Targaryen-Strong clan with her

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Aegon dreaded the return of his sister, namely because she brought Rhaenyra’s whole rabble with her. Which he voiced to Seraphine as they stood by the gates waiting for them to arrive.

“Then following the death of Laenor and her subsequent marriage to Harwin Strong, all her children are legitimate heirs to the throne though, it was said she was pregnant before she married Harwin. Even though her and Laenor hadn’t consummated their marriage.” He whispered in her ear, chin on her shoulder as he held her close, her back to his chest.

“You do not wish for the throne, why does it matter if they are legitimate or not?” She asked, her voice sweet and hushed.

Her question struck a chord within him. Why did it matter? He had no desire for the throne, and now he had his pretty wife, secretly as of two days ago. He’d bribed a maester to marry them in secret, but Seraphine still refused to bed him, afraid of the rumors that could start. Once they were married in the eyes of the court, he’d been toying with the idea of telling his grandsire to put a stop to all scheming. He does not need the throne, not now that he has Seraphine.

“They are insufferable, that is why it matters. Much heavier price to pay for punching an heir to the throne than a bastard.” He grumbled.

She giggled, and he pressed a kiss to her neck, causing his mother to cough.

“You are upset when I do it, but look at Alyra and Aemond.” He protested.

Alyra had her hands in Aemond’s hair, his hands on her waist, lips meshed together in a heated dance.

Alyra’s lips trailed down to Aemond neck, and she sucked a bright red mark onto his pulse point before she pulled away, a bashful look on her face. “Apologies, I do not like the way one of Rhaenyra’s maids stares at Aemond. I thought I might send a message, before I warn her that if her hands find their way into my husband’s lap again, I will condemn her to Ziras’ jaws.”

Aemond had a dazed look on his face, and it took another sharp cough from his mother for him to snap out of it. “Yes, apologies.”

Alyra giggled, and moved to take her place beside Aemond, but he pulled her in front of him, whispering something in her ear.

Aegon rolled his eyes. His brother and good-sister were disgusting in their affections, but not as disgusting as—

“Aemond, Alyra!” Helaena called out, sliding down from her dragon, only to be quickly offered the arm of Jacaerys who had all but flung himself from his dragon to be by her side before she took more than two steps.

“Helaena!” Alyra called back, a bright smile on her face.

Soon the other dragons landed, and they were faced with all of the Targaryen-Strong clan.

Alyra rushed forward and pulled Seraphine from his arms, guiding her over to Helaena who fussed over them both, her stomach rounded, her skin glowing with joy.

Aegon watched as his mother approached Rhaenyra, a stiffness to both their movements. “It is good to see you again, Rhaenyra, your father has missed you.”

“I have missed him as well.” Rhaenyra said.

There was a weight to both their words that made him think that perhaps it wasn’t his father they were truly speaking of.

Aemond moved to be by Alyra’s side one more, steadfastly ignoring Lucerys who hung back by his father.

Aegon moved as well, even though he had no desire to prolong the time Seraphine spent with his nephew and sister.

“Aegon has been so kind, and he told me much about you, all wonderful things.” He heard Seraphine tell Helaena.

He smiled and strode up to the group. “I trust you all are being kind to my lady wife?”

“Lady wife? Have we missed the wedding? I could have sworn it was tomorrow.” Jacaerys said, his brows furrowing.

“It is.” Alyra said, linking arms with Helaena and Seraphine. “Which is why we must go; we do not have as much time as one might think.”

Seraphine let Alyra drag her off, sending a look of apology to Aegon who just shook his head. They’d already been married, a secret she held in her heart, his vows had been so beautiful, so heartfelt. She had to pinch herself to be sure she wasn’t dreaming.

“My lady, I don’t understand, why do we need to start getting me ready when my wedding is tomorrow?” She asked Alyra, once they were in her and Aemond’s quarters.

“Oh, we do not, I merely grew too cold to stay outside. I have been feeling a bit under the weather as of late.” Alyra said, pulling a soft looking blanket from a nearby armchair and wrapping it around herself.

Helaena giggled softly. “From the forest a dragonling comes.”

Alyra raised an eyebrow. “What was that?”

“What?” Helaena said, blinking in confusion.

Seraphine watched the silent conversation between the two, and her heart ached for Jayne.

“And how are you faring with the babe Helaena?” Alyra asked, drawing Seraphine’s attention back to the conversation.

“Very well, I believe it will a boy, but Jace thinks it will be a girl.” Helaena smiled, resting her hand on her stomach.

“You may be carrying twins.” Seraphine said, not able to resist using her future knowledge to join in the conversation. “The way your stomach is rounded makes me believe your babe is not alone in the womb.”

A bright smile bloomed on Helaena’s face, and Seraphine understood why Alyra and Aemond seemed so glum when she was not around. “Twins? That would be wonderful.”

Alyra nodded. “One of each, Jace gets his heir, and you get your little girl.”

“Jace truly wishes for a girl, he tells me day and night how much he would love to have a daughter.” Helaena said, smiling down at her bump. “I know he will love either, but I am hoping for at least one girl as well, it would make him so happy.”

“It is admirable for Prince Jacaerys to think so highly of his future daughter.” Seraphine said, warming up to the idea of the prince and his family staying in the Keep.

“Jace has always been such an honorable man, with a big heart.” Alyra added, smiling fondly.

“Do you think Aegon would like a daughter?” Seraphine asked carefully.

“Are you with child? I will wring his neck.” Alyra said, nails digging into her palm.

“No, no, we have not slept together, we are waiting until the wedding as is proper.” Seraphine reassured her.

An odd look came over Helaena’s face, and she turned to Alyra. “Good-sister, would you mind running and fetching Jace? I feel a bit odd.”

Alyra stood and nodded, squeezing Helaena’s hand before she left.

“How many times have you done this?” Helaena asked Seraphine, her voice distant and dreamy.

“Done what?” She asked.

“Relive, of course, I can see it in your eyes, this is not your first time living alongside Aegon.”

Seraphine stared at Helaena. There was no way she could know. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean, princess.”

“You were a different player the gods threw into this game of theirs. It was the first time Aegon hadn’t been betrothed to me, I was happy, but no one else was.”

“I truly don’t—”

“You died, fell down the steps, most likely tripped by Larys Strong, he got my children killed in our last life.”

Seraphine felt sick. “How do you know this?”

Helaena just looked at her. “I am the blood of the dragon, a dreamer. I see all.”

Seraphine clutched the ends of her chair. “You will not tell anyone, will you?”

Helaena shook her head, a smile toying at her lips. “This life has been good; I would not risk it.”

Jacaerys burst through the door, followed by a winded Alyra. “My flower, are you alright?”

She nodded and took his arm to stand. “Yes, I thought perhaps I was going into labor, but it was a false alarm.”

Jacaerys scooped her into his arms. “I will take you to the maester.” He nodded at Alyra then Seraphine before hurrying away.

“That boy is so nervous; I think he is stressing more about the babe than Helaena is.” Alyra chuckled.

“He seems to be a very attentive husband, that’s nice.”

Alyra nodded. “Well, we should be off, we must get dressed for dinner.”

Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @svtansdaddyx, @fan-goddess, @dc-marvel-girl96, @shintax-error, @bellameshipper, @the141bandicoot, @the-phantom-of-arda, @haydee5010

#aegon ii x oc #aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii fanfic #aegon x seraphine #seraphine #meg's writing #hmh fic #hotd #hotd fanfic #aegon targaryen #jacaerys x helaena #helaena x jacaerys #jacelaena #aemond x alyra

[divinesouldariax]

ooo if you have a prompt in you still, dorian saying 8 or 18?? to anyone :)

8. “Help me.” and 18. “I can’t breathe.”

I was abt to go so angsty with this one/just do some classic whump but then this much sweeter idea came to me and wouldn't let me go. I blame the artists, 'cause I've seen several pieces of art abt this recently and it's making me emotional abt them. ~Martin <3

Word count: 674

Content warnings: brief canonical temporary and permanent character death mention

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Orym had sworn to himself that he would be calm and collected when this moment came. He wouldn't cry or show everyone else just how much he had been missing--

Dorian.

The blue skin and outfit peeked out from under a dark cloak that he was wearing as he rounded the corner towards the outdoor restaurant that the rest of the Hells were sitting and waiting at. Orym was the first one to notice his approach, of course, and Dorian didn't seem to see them, either. Neither did the rest of their friends--Orym could see the flashy pink of Opal's jacket and a few stray sparks of Fy'ra Rai's hair under her hood. He was sure Dariax was there as well, but he was short enough that the taller members of the group covered him.

Orym was standing up before he knew what his body was doing. Calm, he tried to remind himself, but who was he kidding? He broke out in a dead sprint.

Exclamations of surprise and then joy behind him, a cry of greeting as Fy'ra Rai saw him first, and Orym launched himself at Dorian without warning or ceremony.

There was an oof as Dorian caught him. Orym wrapped his arms around Dorian's neck and held him tight, tight, feeling his solidity and warmth and Dorian--

"Orym, I can't breathe!" Dorian choked out.

"You don't need to breathe," Orym responded cheekily, squeezing even tighter for a second before taking pity on him and loosening his grip. Still, he held on, even though Dorian's arms were around him as well and would have supported his whole weight. Orym buried his face in Dorian's soft hair and shook with a silent sob that Dorian could feel but nobody else would notice.

"I'm here," Dorian whispered in his ear. "It's alright. It's alright."

"Oh, gods, I missed you," Orym sighed. He stroked the back of Dorian's head, needing to keep assuring himself that Dorian was actually here, in person, not just a 25 word message from a cold stone.

Dorian pressed his hands, gentle and strong, to Orym's back. "I missed you, too," he said. Reunions and meetings were happening around them as Fearne swept Opal and Dariax and Fy'ra Rai all into a hug, and Orym knew he should let go of Dorian, but he didn't want to.

"So much happened," he said, feeling tears well up. "So much--Fearne and Laudna and I died, Laudna for days, and Eshteross, and he can't come back."

"I know," Dorian told him.

"I wanted you there," Orym managed. "I was so glad you were somewhere safer but I missed you next to me so much."

Dorian held him tighter and started to say something probably apologetic and unbearably sweet, but was cut off as Fearne yanked him into a bear hug, with Orym still in his arms so he got squished between them.

"You're back, you're back," Fearne was saying tearfully. 

"I'm back," Dorian wheezed. "Why must everyone crush me? Fearne--Orym, help me, help, please, she's going to suffocate me."

Orym laughed through a sob. "I can't do anything about it," he said. "I'm as trapped as you are."

"Fearne, please," whined Dorian. Orym felt the pressure ease slightly. Some of Fearne's hair was curtaining his face. "Thank you. Oh, it's good to see you, too, Fearnie."

"We missed you," Fearne reproached. "Never leave us again."

In a minute, Orym would wriggle his way free and hop down to the ground to be pulled into an enthusiastic group hug from Dariax and Opal. But he was going to take that precious minute of being held between two of his favorite people in the world, a place that had snuck up on him with how much he had begun to rely on it, that he had been deeply and sorely missing when it was gone. 

He clung to that minute, knowing not to take it for granted, but comforted by the fact that it was almost certainly not going to be the last one he got.

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#orym #dorian storm #fearne calloway #dorym #(implied?) #(platonic or romantic they love each other to pieces) #critical role fic #my writing #drops 2 prompts in 2 days for some reason fldkjshfkjd #i want to write more prompts. i have a good handful of old ones but nothing else is #speaking to me rn #i might find and reblog another prompt list #not that i need more projects but. you know.

[smileysuh]

Nova, just finished all 5 fics earlier today and they’ve been all I’ve been able to think about. I once again would just like to say how much I want to fucking kiss your brain. I am equally excited and scared for the emotional damage the next round is gunna bring me. You did so amazing and I have so many thoughts about all the fics but I think you have single-handedly boosted jungwoo a few notches on my bias list and I’m still P H Y S I C A L L Y sore from Johnny. Rock climbing boys are a toxic trait of mine so it hit so close to home. Also please do not get me started on fae!wonwoo, I am not as strong as the reader I would’ve been emailing the moon and cursing the sun if I only got to spend a week with that beautiful man every 25 years. And the hybrid fic… that was the first hybrid fic I’ve ever read and I think I’m upset that I enjoyed it as much as I did!!!!!! I even read the jungwoo one on your other blog. It was so good and the whole “puppy love” thing I’m gagging cause it’s so sweet and the ear thing unlocked something in me ngl… and the Scoups. I can’t with you. I can NOT fall in love with this man. Like legally can not. But you almost made me do it. Almost had me especially with the nose kiss and annyeong (atleast I hope it was annyeong and this man is not saying “annyeonghaseyo” to me all partially formal after he just rearranged my guts) Nova you do nothing short of amaze me everytime you update!!! Sending you all the good vibes and energy for your writing and hoping you shatter my heart big time with atleast one remaining fic (I love love love break up sex fics it’s everything to me) 💙💙💙💙

hello my blue heart anon!!!! i'm sorry it's taken me a while to respond- low key, i go into my ask and i look at this and i just start smiling and then like- bounce away with joy KLDJSLKAJDLKADJSL

(i'm sorry i wasn't able to do my 100 fic celebration the way i wanted to so you only got the first round but i know you're not gonna hate me- i just... wanted to apologize anyways first and foremost lol)

dude- JUNGWOO SUPREMACY! my goal for citrine was like- i want more people to appreciate this man- so i'm hella glad i was successful with you :)

Rock climber john really is- rock climbers- yum akljdlksajldkjs

KDALJLKAJLKSAD NOT YOU EMAILING THE MOON FOR MORE TIME WITH FAE WONWOO I LOVE THIS- THAT'S SO FUNNY-

Hybrid au really can be so- special and unique- i'm glad you liked puppy love :) you said you read the jungwoo one on my other blog- do you mean Pussy Drunk by @domjaehyun? reblogged on @stonersuh? Jewel and I were having a (stoner/)Hybrid time and a half this month i think LOL

SCOUPS! IT WAS DEFINITELY AN "ANNYEONG" THINK SHOWNU READING "HI BIG DADDY... ANNYEONG" AND THATS THE BALLPARK- WE LOVE THIS FOR SCOUPS-

thank you so much for this message :)

gosh breakup sex?! no kinkshaming on my page but ooof- i'm such a soft lil nugget anything breakup gets me anxious lol- unfortunately i don't think there will be breakup sex anytime soon on my blog- but... in my next fic yandere Hyuck fucks someone elses girlfriend so... does that count? kLJDSLKJLASJAD

#💙 anon

[libidomechanica]

Hermes her person, and more to

A limerick sequence

               1

Hermes her person, and more to beholding me, and blessings of them seuer.    Or ear of iron. But    when my abode. Many a lustful glance doth bind, but Homer!

               2

So on she as some great wall and love. Coffee and free from the dare to refer    to. You and I will    turn overtime, thou lurke, began, the most hideous spoyle.

               3

But tis twilight head wastes shadowes sauing made to appear? And blew up, and    aye? Know nor colour change,    ladies, if Fancie, drawn by the raging worth, and strong as things there.

               4

Well as when we known joy. From which much apples; and that he’ll ask no more    immortall move the congruities:    be her shrill true and when he was Suwarrow and how pearl.

               5

Spanning book. Our statue rose with accents do the Lady dear! Rest, I may    pass’d this daughters of the    whole things in a diadem, than hath bound. And often it on?

               6

You, O ye daughters of grape appeare then yron sooner heart, that sits behold    me up till qualified    by sage, but name be dark with my selfe with pompous roialty.

               7

By her three shirt before my toung would be done. So having, not be, but here    flew by hap. Who should ye    misdeeme of Lust must steele in love ourself the wall for shaken.

               8

Because my Julia, do but one, where forth the night when I ’d follow behind,    and faire. A man would    make thy to be at peace molest. As your shore, the sound favour.

               9

And in our wall. Glide, gentle spright, and vows they ne dark shore, they are bushy,    and others beautie best how    I feel. ’St thy love’s the came to the princes tried to come, roots.

               10

’ And Florian, my sin. And seeing ironic about touch the griefe with    Florian said One who    have venge things toward thou be kinfolks twain, and more, are you and I.

               11

To the lever was Danae in a token of a Celestiall hew. In    sentiment, a gloom, i noticed    a compassed us doth apples: for honeysuckle.

               12

And borderers, disjoined us. ’Ve dark. The Doctors, elegies    and then both day and formal    purity. Clad her, and Sea do know how to ruin all!

               13

Yet in his beauty I throw mildly rebuked his describes each Gazettes;    but mad Leander’s look. Why    should I not lyfe and release. Convention possibly quilty.

               14

(For with your ideal, for to auenge here. On the timbrel ring wheele that blurt    of her, so you might trace    to Jove. Guest to couetize, there we send, or tell me gentler day!

               15

May to a long the long ere thy beloved, that I was a sort of beauty    is the way thee? Too    daring her eye. On purpose noble Peres of truth: shadow?

               16

And a faltering Triton sounds appeased? Sunk chilly on the little head,    taking its splendour. That    business is my loue, with Cupid’s myrtles you distills before.

               17

I was for men! A penny formed, and liberate human swain. I drop o’    diamond is imprisoner    led astray. Doth much increasing is in a landing eye?

               18

With pain—surely thought shall were jacks and dy before like morning beam had spreading    over his desires    of Yazd; and I not perfume! See how many being cake.

               19

A generals! In leavest thou saw the last brought you love resisted of, but    drosse vncleane: her hard her yield    for kissed against her, but giver, who made are as a raven.

               20

And sobbed with my added greatnesse doth much I know no end of love. The thin-    lipped his vnflatt’ring guiltlesse,    and play with joy; you were but pleased from of the works running sea.

               21

And then dare to hell relicks to his, wha could lead his purchased behind. Her    uterus an uncrossable    hours such eyelids screens flicker with forth the dawn of fire.

               22

To enter by the high talents of Kedar, as these? My eye I kept they    treasure guidance melts, should    be foremost ornaments, with twincle of her life-begetting.

               23

Therein more joys than in this; my lovers know. Is swifter to o’er-arch all    mark you not influence    beares, while upon my knee. I shall be gladly you a stone.

               24

But half this sacrifise, round, nor to the tender; nor mone, though here at my    zone unmanned me: thy tride.    Love upon sockets of clergymen hated learn what is ill.

               25

Which light, and in questions meet, and rave, but Juliana’s name of blisse. Do not    my soul loveth, whether    and quite, and thus he camp was begotten at last to pleasure?

               26

She lay; surely that Psyche, take him: Gentle stormie face, struck out you—you go.    But you see the Water    of camphire visage her song, as he that mercy took the goods.

               27

Mother a hollow swift to see all that is sair, they also have kissable    hurts are like a salmon,    stript to her woe began to fall. In mounds of Engedi.

               28

And none can be said: twas thy beautiful warriour which my plaint. Of moss looks    were the hill-side—and    cruelty doth chain, to what are you to see the loveliness.

               29

And the which leads men say, that and rules by brutish friends, and of pomegranates    budded. The which    I haue found then towards accountenance, into a confined doom.

               30

’St thy love’s eye be them? Come, your beauties, that like a rising sun; for if    I might between us    both and in three time, I lykewize. Since your selfe-chosen snare.

               31

A concordance or a bell-wether women use but pricketh nere; sweet youth:    for the let not for your    belles and more, my dove, my undefiles. We were every way.

               32

Goodly Idoll of like Carmel, and calling. He control, supposeth, the    sun’s meridian splendour.    Nor though I am but all abide, the graunt, the lowest.

               33

To part of gold on grammar, these hall. Or ever do inuite to have comes    you not to do but her    who is this way: but Angels her the worms the walls like a maid?

               34

I was desolate and its crown, what a child with doe praise beside. That goeth    down dear, let us lodge    in true torment feed. Is of mine, and crush her in equal share.

               35

The longer wind on glass, in humbled a still perseuer; nor mould the river’s    face, by only now I    language rather thrall, the planet. Of former lives in the march!

               36

With affrighted ha’, to the bay. Likewise on so holy seas: the lowest:    meanes at the bright    so he said, we are not hence with thenceforth to hang: but one, sleep.

               37

Then of some sails were all you like a snail, learning: then shall regard for that:    some from her can compast    counted up, for me! But still he pleasing in dark shore to-day.

               38

Haste the leavest thou hast but dross, and I not perfume descried. It felt the    highly disobayes, yet    am I, whereof may flower, all family at high degree.

               39

It stand am beating on her most. My sister at then to dawn was not    nap or like an hear him    not. Their glory seemeth vayne when he sailing? Innocent pass.

               40

In the runs heard us? To that bondage earst with greatest grief, thought on earth    as kiss. Presaging to    take defence of folk maun dare not. This never did this to kill?

               41

Upon his mine’—why am I as the pleasant fruit would kindle drop the    sound all them were widow’s    heart bastard. When glide, out of the year; the Head of privilege.

               42

It’s nothing in deep enraged, come to trust, may see. Were neglected. What me    too bold aspire. Hew, all    out without at the purest what, but this blessing thus beseech.

               43

There between, above, be fair. Thou were gone, with Cupid for a brook to couetize,    if Rubies, which was    to several English, Faith Sulayman spoke—Though I feel now.

               44

Not at all the same. Laid it blasting, put him, but a shadow of no Son.    Love itself corrupting,    desolate, that thou would know these close heauenly madnes, the price.

               45

Most earnes, hir teeth behind thy innocence breed: they ’ve only one    lordlier that we, one shore,    the lawns, of tempest to yours? Shame it is trying there were attyre.

               46

’Re writing by, sail and the dimensions of Satanic power and a    hillock down her forehead    cradle shone little dry old carrots, into a Lover wrath.

               47

This nigh, but do not giggle, and fly them still from those two are skild, that dead,    but speech to see ye doe    I die, as now a shepherds’ tents. In other acceptation.

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[tohokuu]

park seonghwa - breeding kink

if you can read, you can reblog too.

warnings : breeding/impregnation kink, choking, manhandling, lactation kink, sadistic seonghwa sorta, begging kink, fingering, penetrative sex, praise kink, super soft seonghwa. husband ! seonghwa x wife ! reader

a/n : wrote this in a fit of rage.

wc : 800

“pretty girl.. aw you’re so pretty.” he cooed in your ear. seonghwa was pressed up against your body, weight on the elbows that were resting against each side of your head. you acted as though his cock wasn’t brushing up against your leg each time he took a lick at your perked nipple. “can’t wait for these to swell up with milk, love.” he whispered. 

his hot breath against the cool trail of saliva on your nipples sent chills down your spine. you wriggled underneath him. “se-seonghwa-” a hand went around your throat, choking you just a slight bit. “baby, that isn’t my name. you know that..” he said with fake sadness. he tilted his head and pouted. “come on, i’ve told you so many times but you still seem to forget.” 

his hand on your throat tightened just a bit harder, enough to have your head swirling but not enough to send you in a state of unconsciousness. “you look so pretty like this. these cute little bows.. the lace stockings... it’s just my thing. i don’t know how you figured it out.” he said with a slight chuckle. 

the state you had him in currently was exactly what you were looking for, but you were rewarded with something more. apparently the baby pink lace covering your body was enough to send him reeling. “you know, i see all those couples at the park. they look so happy. taking those strollers around... god, i wish we had a little bundle of joy of our own. imagine how pretty you’d look.” 

his words only made you wetter and he could sense it against his fingers that were plunging inside you rapidly. they never failed to caress the spongey spot within you. “you’re gonna look so pretty with your belly all round and swollen.” he leaned down to press a kiss to your stomach, reaching down further to suck a mark on the side of your hip. 

“you’re mine, sweetheart. do you understand that ?” his tone was so commanding but so kind.. if it wasn’t for the teasing pace of his fingers, you would have cum already. “i- i understand, daddy.” you cried. your voice was raw and sore, still facing the aftereffects of seonghwa’s previous hold on your neck. 

the unforgiving pace of fingers was beginning to be too much to tolerate. you needed him. “d-daddy. i need your cock inside me. please. need it so bad..” you whined. seonghwa smiled softly, admiring your begging. “aw, since you asked so kindly.” his actions were different from his words. 

while his words painted you with honey, his actions left burns to your wrists. he grabbed your shoulder and pushed you onto your stomach. “gotta make sure i cum in your cunt properly.” he said. you clenched at his words, stomach flipping at the way his treated your body like a rag doll. 

the sensitivity from the previous orgasms left you too weak to hold yourself up. you collapsed the second he turnt you over, but seonghwa was quick to catch. a hand caught around your throat, pulling you up. “look at yourself, sweetheart.. such a mess for daddy, yeah ?” 

“you’re gonna make the prettiest mommy for me, won’t you?” your body filled with shame when you saw yourself. your body was adorned with his love marks, bite marks and mascara streaming down your face. you looked away, too shy to watch how his cock slipped inside you so easily. 

“tsk tsk, darling. look at yourself. if you could see through my eyes, this is when you’re prettiest for me.” he giggled. you could sense the warmth and smile in his voice, but it still felt like he was taunting you in a way. “d-daddy..’m ‘m too shy..” you cried. tears clouded your vision as you turned to look at him. your lips pouted as you cried his name. 

his face flashed a look of concern. “aw, my beautiful girl. there isn’t anything to be shy of.” he kissed your lips sweetly, licking the salty tears off your cheeks. you couldn’t say his caring attitude towards you didn’t make your cunt clench around him. “f-fuck.” he groaned. “daddy, go faster..” you sobbed quietly. 

seonghwa connected your lips together, wiping your tears away with his thumb as he thrusted into you harder and harder. “you’re gonna cum for me like a good girl, right ?” he whispered between your lips. “yes, daddy. gonna cum for you. cum for you so good.” you cried. 

he kissed you harder, fervent lips chasing yours. “you’re gonna be such a good mom, yeah ? my pretty girl.” there wasn’t much needed for you to cum after that. you clenched around his cock hard without needing much stimulation on your clit, but he provided it anyway. his thumb against your clit and his hard cock inside you brought you to a different kind of high. “d-daddy please, too much.” you whined. 

“shh, princess. you’ve been doing good so far. i’m almost there.” with a couple more needy and desperate thrusts, seonghwa spilled inside you. “fuck.. fuck-” he groaned. his moans were throaty and raspy, making your cunt clench around him for the nth time. his warm seed painted your walls and you were certain you’d be pregnant for sure if he didn’t pull out soon. 

“again ?” he whispered. 

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[thenewblackcanvas]

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#5

don’t hang up

18+ • drabble • yunho

“maybe next time you can try tinder!”

your friend enthusiastically offered after your recent failure to get- in your more than frustrated terms- at least one good fucking orgasm. lately, the task of cumming was all miss and little hit. the few people youve brought yourself to have fun with were much more talk than anything else. more disappointingly, even you couldn’t bring yourself adequate orgasm. there was an end but no spark. no big edge no toes curling no flush over your body. nothing but slightly less tense.

“have you even used the toy you got?”

you cringed. “god no. it just got here this today and after last night’s attempt at another round this morning i couldn't bring myself to even take my panties off after i got dressed this morning. what’s the point?”

“cmon don’t say that! you have to try something new maybe. don’t count the toy out just yet, your hands either. you might be too tense to even-”

“baby?”

“yuyu?”

her boyfriend, yunho, must’ve just gotten there. you hear them greet each other, a bitter scowl on your face. not just because of your current situation but because Yunho was so attractive it made you blush. he used to come into your job, sending you looks. he’d have a knowing smile on his lips at the color of your cheeks. he would converse with you briefly but nothing big. you hoped he would ask you out but one day he came in with your friend in tow instead to drop her off. you tried not to look at him too much after that.

“hello? hey, you still there?”

“yeah sorry i was thinking.”

“i was- gonna say- stop it, yuyu- that i need to go.” you could hear him kiss her between her words. 

“ok bye.” you hear him say as you pull the phone away from your ear to sigh. 

for a moment you closed your eyes until you heard something. you looked around for a source before looking back down to your phone. holding it up, the call was still counting the seconds. he mustve thrown the phone before she could disconnect. 

as you stared in shock, a loud moan came through the phone. you paused for a brief moment before curiosity had you putting it back up to your ear. she let out a needy mewl and you could hear him chuckle. “do you need help with something? you're making my palm wet and i just got here.” 

the image of Yunho on top of her with his big hand shoved between her thighs sent a shock between your own. you shouldn’t be listening but rather than ending the call you muted yourself.

“mhm. I-I was talking to ______ about her sex life. it w-was starting to make me think of you.”

“you were talking to ______?”

you couldn’t control how wet you got hearing him say your name nor help the small joy you felt at how interested he seemed that she was speaking to you. 

she must’ve nodded.

“what was she saying?” she made a confused noise at his question before she screamed out. the moan on the end was enough to have you leaning back. “you heard me.”

“she- she uh…”

“come on baby, get it out and you can have my fingers.” you licked your lips. fuck you wanted his fingers.

“she was asking for advice because she hasn’t been able to cum. not with anyone recently.”

your face burned with mild embarrassment at him knowing but it couldn’t stop the way you began massaging your breasts. the image of him plus the sound of his deep voice was too good.

but you need to hang up.

•yunho•

“what did you tell her?” I asked, trying to keep her satisfied enough to tell me. 

“I told her to try the dildo I convinced her to buy.” I rubbed her clit, coaxing the answers out. “I told her to try tinder too- AHH!”

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#4

slightly insecure reader with comforting channie thoughts

You feel very shy with him since it’s your first time. You get a little teary eyed at the thought of removing your bra. He notices and with a kiss to your forehead pulls his oversized shirt over your head. Knowing you’ll be be comfortable when you’re not so vulnerable. Even with no panties and eventually no bra the shirt gives you some solace and confidence in your first time. Even as he looks down at you as he rolls his hips into you something about how content and pleasured you look with his t shirt on makes his heart full

305 notes - Posted May 1, 2022

#3

Dating mob boss yunho

he’s cockwarming you in a seat on the stage at his event. nobody’s really noticing. you’re leaned forward a bit, hands on his thighs at your side and you bounce but with your dress still perfect over your torso

but you make eye contact with a woman in the audience doing a similar thing. she’s bent over one of those tall tables with the long white table clothes. she’s leaning slightly forward elbows bunching up her tits as she braces herself on the table, the man who you can see soon is yunhos right hand, Jongho

your mouth opens a bit in a moan stuck there. she smirks and pushed back into Jongho. you see her head throw back and even hear a bit of the noise he makes. she smirks and he grips her throat

Jongho catches what sees doing and makes eye contact as he squeezes her throat whispering something. she bites her lip hard. he smirks before leaning back, dark eyes on your with a sly grin.

a voice in your ear spikes the heat in your stomach with a firm hand to your waist, pushing you down.

‘what exactly are you doing babydoll?’

385 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

#2

Chan stroking your head while you cry your heart out during a really bad depressive episode

“I know… I know baby” he speaks every now and then knowing the tone of his voice is comforting to you, otherwise staying silent while you let it all out.

When you go quiet, the room is comfortingly silent. After a while, you squeeze. Just squeeze him with your face still in his chest. Squeezing him to further ground yourself, to silently let him know you’re grateful for him before you trust your voice again

But he already knows ♡

463 notes - Posted June 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

woosan drabble

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594 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

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