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destructive-path · 4 months

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could you imagine ellie in heat fucking you god knows how many times in one day…

(18+) MDNI smut

- your day would start being woken up by ellie shaking next to you in bed, whimpering, drenched in sweat curled up in fetal position bc everything aches so much she can barely move:((( she needs to release so bad and she hasn’t even opened her eyes yet.

- “ellie? baby?” you shake her awake and as soon as her eyes meet yours shes pulling you into her body, grasp is so tight and she squeezes you so hard that you can tell she couldn’t function if you weren’t touching her at all times during her heat.

-as soon as she gets a whiff of you this close her ache doubles and her pussy practically starts gushing. “b-babyy” she whines “please…” its pathetic, if her face wasn’t buried so deep in your chest you could swear she was crying.

- ellie is burning up, the covers had been discarded but both of your clothes stick to your increasingly sweaty bodies. “ellie you need to take these off honey.” her response is a open mouth moan as you drag her panties down her slick porcelain thighs, theres a pretty pink hue radiating off them making you hum at the sight.

- once you both remove your clothes ellie cant stay still any longer, she can practically smell your cunt once you are shed of your underwear and it ignites something in her, she needed you. to taste you, needed your pussy on hers, she needed to consume you whole in hopes you could aid her painfully erotic symptoms. ellie takes it upon herself to flip you flat on the bed, smoothing her hands down your body landing on either side of your inner thighs, pushing them apart not too fast and not too slow, enough for her to savor the sight of you.

- the moment she sees your pussy it overwhelms her, the sight sucking out all strength from her for a moment, causing her head to fall against your chest, biting her lip as she takes one hand inbetween your legs and uses her 3 longest digits to swipe up against your sticky folds. “ffff-uuuuckK.” she stutters out in awe of your slick forming a connecting string to her finger tips.

- its not long until ellie is straddling you, humping your cunt at an agonizing pace. its fast, wet, sloppy and horribly sensitive. you cant remember how many times you have cum, but it doesnt matter. ellie is so lost in pleasure during this moment you cant look away. you know its because of her heat but you had never seen anyone fucked out. so dazed.

- “it fucking hurts baby…cant get enough of your pussy…feels so….perfect….” she babbles sweet nothings the whole day. normally a touch of degradation would leave her during acts so sensual as this but not today, today praise is all that leaves her lips while she fucks you senseless, using your body as a mere tool. “…..so beautiful letting me fuck you all day…”

- ellie in heat is a mouth watering sight. you cant help but admire her above you. her entire body blushes red. her perky tits bounce with each roll of her hips, “ah…ah…ah..” you both moan in sync wrapped up in the feeling of one another. you ogle at how sharp her jaw is as she leans her head back in pleasure, hair falling effortlessly and sticking to her face due to the sweat.

- ellie in heat cant not give you hickies. marking what is hers is something that relieves her knot deliciously. she craves the taste of your skin,sucking purple marks anywhere she can teasing you with the occasional bite of your skin. “oh god ellie…..”

- ellie in heat who loves kissing you sloppy. pecks considered trivial, she searches for something more wet. she places her lips parallel to yours and rubs your puffy pink lips against hers circling your bottom lips in a slippery dance. her tongue explores every part of your mouth with intention, it feels so calculated and careful you cant help but shiver. ellie swears she has never tasted anything so sweet.

- for most of the day ellie finds it hard to look directly in your eye. too dazed and drunk on you while chasing relief she struggles to keep focus on anything for too long. she flips and fucks you every which way before she finally comes to her breaking point. only then can she zero in on your eyes, determined to finally release to the point of comfortability. its only in your eyes does she find that sweet sweet euphoria. “baby.” she ruts into you at the sight of your eyes on hers, climax building. ellie moves her hips faster the closer she is to release.“baby……baby…. baby…babybabybaby-“

- when ellie comes its extremely vocal. but theres not a coherent sentence that leaves her lips. Heavy breathing, grunts,growls,whines, whimpers,moans, screams. at her peak it’s all guttural and her hands are all over you. her naked drenched body falls atop of yours and her face finds a home in the crook of your neck. the only clear word that leaves her lips is your name, over and over as she creams white on your sensitive and swollen pussy.

<3 idk what came over me…….

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ifimdreaming · 7 days

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breakfast

luke hughes x reader // fluff

a/n: waking up with luke as hes back in michigan . just cute and cuddly morning vibe. i wrote this super quick so theres probably a ton of grammatical errors.

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“Breakfast!” jack calls from downstairs and you groggily roll over onto luke's arm, him still being fast asleep beside you.

It had only been a few days that luke had been back in michigan but you were already taking full advantage of the time you got with him while you could.

You couldnt help but watch as his eyes flutter in his sleep, his arm tucked under your body and his bare chest uncovered from the bed sheets as you watched it rise and fall.

He looked so pretty sleeping as the morning sun pours in the room that you almost didnt want to wake him. and just as you were about to, his eyes flutter open and blink down at you, adjusting to the brightness of the room.

“g’morning” he mumbles to you with a smug smile on his face after catching you wathcing him sleep and he places a kiss on your forehead before settling in to stare at you back

“Jack made breakfast” you state with a half-annoyed tone in your voice and watch lukes face change from bliss to annoyance as he rolls his eyes.

Both luke and his mom have been trying to get jack to rest as much as possible after his surgery but instead, he continues on making meals for everyone and insists that he is ‘only getting stronger everyday’ and 'ready to do more around the house' and that ‘cooking is a necessity’. Regardless, it annoyed luke that jack wouldnt just rest and let their mom do the cooking while hes still healing.

“m’not hungry…” you say as luke rolls over, stretching his arms out and sitting up with his legs off the bed, “are you?” you ask him through a yawn

“no but if we dont go down, he'll just keep calling for us” luke laughs out as he is about to get up from the bed but you reach your arm out to him as you scoot over, sitting right beside him. With his back facing you, you hold his arm in your hand and begin to place kisses on his bare shoulder and down his arm.

You knew luke was always clingy in the morning. He always gave in when you wanted to lay in bed with him for a bit extra time and honestly, usually he was the one making you stay.

“nuh-uh. I gotta get up… or i never will” luke says through a groan as you continue your kisses on his back

“Please 5 minutes” you reach into his hair and play with the curls behind his ear and down his neck, you knew all of his weaknesses

Luke turns his head to look at you and meets your eyes with a sly smile and shakes his head. This only eggs you on as you wrap your hand around his neck and he leans down as you are pulling him slightly closer to your face but not kissing him yet.

“You know what youre doing.” luke says, inches away from your face before he crashes his lips on yours. His hands caress your face with gentle strokes and almost instantly hes moving fully back onto the bed with you.

His hands make their way from your face then to your neck, and then down to your hips in an instant.

You pull at his curls near the nape of his neck, wanting him to be even closer to you than he was, his body fully covering yours as he explores your entire body with his hand, the other hand holding himself up.

“You cant do this to me” luke breaks away from your lips and looks down at your half-naked body, almost unable to look away but you lift his chin slightly so he is looking in your eyes

“Im not doing anything. you kissed me first” you whisper as you are unable to say this without the corners of your lips lifting into a smile and blush covering your cheeks

luke just kisses you in response and continues his journey exploring your body, this time with his lips instead of his hands as he lifts your shirt from your stomach and places gentle kisses all over.

“Luke! Come get breakfast before i have to come up there!” jack yells again, knowing you were over and luke would desperately not want his brother coming into his room right now.

“What a little shit” luke whispers to only you, “we’re coming!” he yells back to jack and then flops his body on top of yours defeatedly.

“Up you get lukey” you say with muffled breath, his body weight causing your lungs to lose almost all of their strength before he climbs off the bed. You snuggled in under the covers again, needing to feel the warmth of the bed just a minute longer before going downstairs

Luke looks over at you dissapointedly before he lifts you up in one swift motion and over his shoulder.

“yep, up we get” he says while he carries you on his shoulder to the bathroom as you giggle uncontrollably, secretly obsessed with everything he does

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stardustpinkart · 2 months

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Lucifer transformed back into his normal form. "Sorry for scaring you. I see you've discovered singing." He mused, sitting next to him.

Adam nodded, grinning. "It's fun, I really like it. I think it sounds nice... Um- ... I'm sorry, which one are you?" Lucifer tilted his head and laughed lightly. "Lucifer. I usually stay as a snake when I enter the garden?" The man perked up. "Oh yeah! The white one! I'm Adam!"

Lucifer couldn't help but grin at the human's enthusiasm. He adored it to be honest. "Trust me, we all know who you are. How are you enjoying life so far?" "Oh, I really like it! I like learning new things about myself. So far I've learned that I like sweet things, like fruit, and soft things like those other horse things- with the.. branches.. on their heads?" "Deer?" "Yeah, deer, I like those."

The angel smiled along with Adam, just as excited as he was about his discoveries. "You wanna know what else is soft? Here, I think you'll like it." He extended one of his wings out for Adam to feel, accidentally brushing it against his side. The human jumped and covered his side, a surprised grin spreading across his face followed by a sweet sounding giggle.

Lucifer gasped and scooted closer. "You're ticklish! I didn't know we were giving that to humans! Oh this is great, you're going to have so much fun-" "What's.. What's ticklish?"

The angel grinned, excitedly. "Lift your arms a little bit, I'll show you." Adam did as he was told, lifting his arms up. Again, Lucifer extended his wings, gently brushing them against Adam's sides. The human snorted and slammed his arms down, laughing. Lucifer pulled his wings back to avoid having them stuck under Adam's arms, instead reaching out and gently digging into the sides of his tummy.

Adam shrieked and threw his head back, laughing. Not wanting to overwhelm him, Lucifer slowed to a stop, and pulled his hands back. After a moment of giggling and catching his breath, the human looked back up at the angel, sitting up and smiling.

"Can you do that again?" -------------------------------------------

Based on this cute lil fic I found on Tumblr :) Theres an abudance of Hazbin stuff at the mo, a lot of it really good!

Its nice to think how it might have been in the early days. I grew up catholic, schools and the like(though we didnet really go to church or anything) so I know a few bits. The basic stories, Adam and eve, etc. I believe Lucifer was gods most beloved angel, even had a diffrent name, untill he fell. And that supposedly it hurt him terribly when his beloved angel did.

So since Hazbin already has an alternate lore, what REALLY happened in the beggining. I'm sure Adam would be a lot more innocent to begin with, more pleasant, after all, being nearly made, exploring LIFE. The worst aspects maybe came later especially if heaven and its angels overlypraised him, "Adam could do NOTHING wrong", which led to his arrongance and rudeness and cruelty. Perhaps in the beggining, Lucifer and Adam were even friends? It was later events that changed all that.

There is NO sexual themes here, just that of COURSE, Adam and Eve were naked in the garden. They coevered themsleves in leaves in shame after eating the fruit of knowledge right?

I was stumped for colours cuz, they do seem to vary. Like, Sir pentious, his new form was a lot less scary and threatening in heaven. SO I figured, when he was still alive and just starting in the world, he would have a more mortal colour scheme yeah? As would Lucifer have a softer angelic colour scheme back then

I really enjoyed drawing this :)

#artwork #fanart #hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #hazbin adam #before they were enemies #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel adam #adam #tickling #play tickling #soft tickles #play tickles #tickle #tickles #fluffy

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ichangenameseveryfiveseconds · 4 months

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Ok so I haven't talked about this much but I've been playing this game about mental health- It's called voidpet garden or something like that and honestly I love them, they're so silly

You start off with a starter pet that is basically your new best friend, as it's literally stuck with you.

You have a garden with plants, and sometimes pets sneak into that garden and you get to befriend them, that's how you discover new types and species of these little void creatures

Each little creature is supposed to represent a different feeling, the basic 4 you get to choose in the start is anger, sad, anxious or envy! I chose anger because well, I was angry at the time and named them Remember! Also yes, you can name them.

In the game there's a currency called void matter or just vm for short, you also get gems sometimes. And with the vm and gems, you can buy things from the shop! It can be food or accesories for your voidpets c:

The accesories are also!!! So good?!! There's pride flag ones disguised as something else!! For example the lesbian scarf is labeled as 'sunset scarf', gay scarf is 'seaside scarf' and so on, and thats so!!! smart!!! The accesories in general are so good, not just random items but sometimes memes like the doge scarf lol, sometimes they are also just downright silly, but still very very pretty if put on the right vivid!!!!

Oh and yea theres a thing called vivids in the game, and it's basically just shiny pokemon but with a LOT of variations and 4 rarities, both pets and plants can be vivid

The devs actually update the game! We recently got the best update ever being the fight mode!! I'm gonna let you explore that one yourself ;]

There's a lot more features that I didn't explain, but on general its a good game for when you're bored, or like a daily-routine game!

Aaand!

I would like to personally introduce my favourite, probably radioactive little guy!!! It's not my starter but he's just my guy:}

This is Dracula, he is a baby anger with a phantom vivid covering, he is wearing a top hat and his cool Dracula cape :]

The default coloring of a voidpet that is not vivid is fully black, white eyes. There's also five stages of growth for each pet, also you grow them with void matter. I'm keeping Dracula that size because tiny adorable.

Anyways, go play voidpet garden(it's available on mobile) and send me your favorite little silly guy!!!I'd love seeing more of these little guys!!!

#multispeaks #im going insane over these little guys #void garden #voidpet

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skzgene · 2 months

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I.N x Reader Smut. MINORS DNI!!!!

A long day of rehearsing means he needs to let out all of his pent up tension.

Includes scenes of the following - ‘praise kink, light sub x dom, self masturbation, light choking, unprotected sex’

The clock ticks away as you stare at your phone, waiting to hear any sign of that He’s on his way home to you.

You knew he worked late and was constantly on a tight schedule so you were really happy when you knew he would be back to do the simple things like eat dinner with you.

You had prepared a light meal, just some ramen and meat, just how he likes it. Setting up the table with a candle and some flowers to brighten up the room.

‘Gosh, im such a simp’ you thought to yourself.

9pm rolls around pretty quickly and your sat watching tv when you hear a knock on the door, sitting up and looking through the peephole you see his cute little face, he looks drained from rehearsals but you know he would make the most of the time with you.

You open the door and let him inside, but before you could say a word he throws his bag to the floor and his lips lock onto yours.

Its passionate, almost needy, completely sexual and you feel yourself getting hot in places you know he would want to explore.

He places 2 hands on your shoulders slamming the door behind him and pinning you against it, lips still locked on to yours.

Breathlessly you manage to pull away for a slight second.

‘Well, hello to you too’ you mutter, but are cut off by him slamming his lips onto yours once again.

You feel his body pinning yours against the door, your hairs stand on end in pure lust.

‘Hard day?’ You manage to break in between the passionate kisses he is repeatedly fulfilling you with.

‘Yes, but all i need to make it better is you’ he mutters back all the while completely focused on you.

He traces his hand down the sides of your body before using his knee to widen the gap between your legs, pushing his thigh against your now sopping underwear.

The feeling of his thigh pushed up against you automatically makes you grind against it, his grey sweatpants slowly turning a darker shade from the wet trails you are leaving all over them.

You throw your head back as he pushes his thigh further upwards towards you, making the pressure almost unbareable, his lips still locked on to yours. Hes almost needy, theres so much angst in his kisses, you know all he wants right now is to get off and who would you be to refuse him that.

He grabs your hips between his big hands and forces you down further into his thigh, rocking them back and forth to grind you into his leg.

You moan under breathless gasps as he inches his lips closer to your ear.

‘Dont you dare cum’ he whispers to you.

The words have nothing but the opposite intended effect when you feel yourself clench at the sound of his breathy voice in your ear, his hot breath on your neck and his hands still grinding you against his leg.

By now his sweatpants are completely covered in your slick juices.

You pick up the pace against his knee, feeling his now rock hard erection rubbing against your leg, it gets you off even more.

You cant help but lose it when he starts to nibble against your neck.

‘I-innie’ you mutter. ‘Im gonna’..

Your words are cut off by the lack of sensation before you realise he has completely removed his body from pinning you against the wall and is now standing just in front of you.

‘You really think i was going to just let you ride my thigh until you finish?’ He smirks. Walking over to the dining table, which is laid with a single candle and a vase of his favourite flowers.

‘Come here and ride me properly’

He takes the flowers and places them on the kitchen counter, before blowing out the candle and perching himself on the edge.

The look on his face is one of need, lust, pure sexual angst. Your eyes hover down to where his trousers leave nothing to the imagination, and just off to the side, still a large patch of wet juice from your own body.

Your actually slightly embarrassed at how hot he can make you with nothing but his thigh!

You begin walking towards him, sliding your knitted jumper off over your head, exposing your chest to him. Which gives him nothing but ideas.

‘Wait.’ He stops you in your tracks.

‘Show me how you want me to touch you’

You pause, silently thinking about what on earth he just asked you to do.. it really must of been a hard day at the office.

But with little to no hesitation you walk over, sliding your panties off and throwing them to the side, before sitting on the dining table.

he pulls out a dining chair and sits himself on it, right in between your legs.

You prop your feet up on each side of the chair looking him up and down before running your fingers over your wet slit.

His face is head height with your most intimate parts and boy is he loving the view.

You slide a finger inside of yourself and start to move it inside and out of you.

‘How does it feel?’ He asks. Sliding his waistband down and over his now throbbing cock, he begins to wrap his hand around himself, pumping himself slowly along with your own rhythm.

‘You would feel better’ you tease.

In a swift motion he stands from his chair, pushing you down onto the table before forcing himself inside of you, fast & hard.

‘FUCK’ you scream out breathlessly. ‘Oh my god innie’

‘Well, lets not waste time’ he looks down at you.

He runs his hands up your thighs, still inside you, but no thrusting or any motion, just still.

Letting you conform to his size and length, his hands get to your waist and he slides you down slightly so your ass is slightly off the table.

He slides himself out of you so just the tip of him is inside, looking down at him inside of you really gets him going, he lets out a slight moan before slowly gliding himself back in with ease.

‘So, do i feel better?’ He asks, almost shyly.

‘So much better’ you reply ‘let out all your tension on me cutie’

Hearing the words cutie always gets him going, theres just something about the way he fucks you like an absolute animal in private. but smiles still so sweet when your around anyone else.

His eyes close slightly as he picks up the pace, holding you by your thighs, your calves over his shoulders as he grinds himself into you over and over again.

From the combination of what happened earlier and how close you were, topped with the feeling of his head hitting your sweet spot you could just climax right now, but you try to hold it in to let him have his time.

He pounds into you over and over letting out slight moans every now and then, his hands frantically pinching at your hip bones, breasts, thighs.. anywhere he can get to.

His pace slows slightly and you feel him pull out of you, replacing his thrusts with his fingers.

He inserts two, curling them upwards inside of you and circling motions along your Gspot. Within seconds, you feel your body convulse and you reach your high.

He holds your hand with his free hand as you coat his fingers with your juices.

Sliding them out and placing them into his own mouth.

‘Fuck, i could cum at the taste’ he groans.

You sit up, propping yourself on your elbows and look at him standing in front of you, hes still standing rock solid completely naked from the waist down.

‘Why did you stop?’ You ask almost moody.

He turns and walks towards the bedroom.

‘Who said i stopped’ he chuckles.

Motioning with his hand for you to follow him, of course, you do as he demands.

You reach the bedroom and he positions himself behind you, pushing you down onto the bed face down against the sheets.

He hovers over the top of you as you raise your hips slightly, pressing your ass firmly against his cock, wiggling slightly.

He places a hand on the small of your back before entering you once more from behind.

He thrusts into you over and over, the sound of your ass smacking against his pelvis travels around the room.

‘Fuck’ he moans. ‘Your such a good girl letting me take all of this frustration out on you’

His words make you clench around him

And he moans harder.

‘Yes baby, tighten yourself around me’ he sighs

His words do nothing but get you even closer to your now second climax before you release your juices all over him once more.

‘Cum for me innie’ you moan his name under a flutter of breathless moans.

He pulls out, turning you around onto your back before placing himself in between your thighs, you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him in closer to you. Using no hands his dick seamlessly glides back into you, he throws his head back and lets out the sexiest noise you think you may of ever heard.

You run your hands over his chest and down his torso, letting your fingers glide over every perfectly carved muscle.

Your juices cover the lower part of his torso and just above his pelvis.

You look up at him, his sweat clinging to his forehead, making his hair stick to the sides of his face, his dimples poke through the sheer animalistic look in his eyes. This is the jeongin that you love the most, just you, him & the sexual chemistry.

He grinds into you over and over almost shuddering with every stroke, he gets closer and closer to his climax, and so do you.

He places a hand around your throat as he fucks every last breath out of you, keeping eye contact the entire time, when hes like this hes just so intimidating and he makes you feel so submissive. You would do anything, absolutely anything for him if it meant you got to experience this every day.

He leans in closer so his torso is against yours, his weight heavy against your chest.

‘Im close’. He whispers to you, ‘do you want me to fill you up’ he smirks.

You say nothing but nod as your eyes roll back into your head.

your noses slightly touch as he plants a longing kiss on your lips, taking one in between two teeth and biting down on it gently, but firmly. The smell of sex fills the room, along with his musky smell of perfume and sweat from his rehearsals today. He thrust a few more times before he grips your sides with his hands, his nails digging in to your skin before he releases his thick creamy load inside of you.

‘Oh my g-god’ his breath falters.

You use a finger to wipe the sweat from his forehead, moving a strand of hair from off his face.

‘Dinners gone cold’ you huff playfully.

‘Shut up’ he laughs, cuddling into your stomach.

‘This was definitely better than your cooking anyway’ he teases.

‘HEY! My cooking isnt that bad!’ You slap him on the shoulder jokingly.

But in reality.. not even the best chef, could feed all of your senses as much as he does.

#jeongin #i.n #yangjeongin #yang jeongin #skz #straykids #stray kids #smut #fanfiction #skz fan fiction #jeongin x reader #praise

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4pfsukuna · 3 months

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Prof. Nanami puts his two smartest students together for a research project and you just can’t help teasing him…until he teases back.

Black coded reader, cause black af.mdni.

Tapping my long red french tips on the library table i let out another long sigh irritated with my (not chosen by me) partner.

We had been sitting here in silence a dimly lit corner in the back of the library our only exchange was “hey” so what could he possibly be typing.

“So i was thinking we could do our project on—“ i begin to speak taking my hand out of my leather jacket pocket only to be cut off by the dark eyed assailant.

“No. I’ve already decided” he mutters out not moving his attention from the screen. Resting my chair forward so im no longer leaning i scrunch my nose.

“Theres no way you decided because i didn’t agree” and from the slight view i have of his face i can tell hes rolling his eyes.

This was exactly why i didn’t want to work with him… or anyone. He was quiet, closed off, known as a loner and had these deep dark eyes that felt like he was stairing into the pits of your soul.

“Are you going to do all the work?” I ask with a raised brow before noticing not once has he even looked at me. Pushing even more forward to see what he was typing im unaware of our proximity until i notice the slight red blush covering his cheeks right under the mark on his nose.

Ive completely invaded his space my boobs nearly pouring out of the top of my black crop top and im pressed completely onto his arm.

“Am i making you uncomfortable” i tease and i couldn't help it when you grow up with step brothers like Sukuna and Yuji (our dad wanting to step out of his marriage and explore with an american woman actually explore his kink for black women which in all actuality he had a poor taste in women their mothers who decided it was time for her to live her dreams so she just up and left and mine who shipped me off as soon as she had the birds and bees talk which is all irrelevant since choso is storming out of the library laptop in tow and the last thing i need is to fail this final paper.

Grabbing my oversized purse and slinging it over my shoulder i chase after him and catch him in the hall.

“Wait wait wait” i huff out of breath because these heels were not made for running and he turns around facing me with a bored expression, you wouldn’t even think i offended him.

“Alright that was completely inappropriate and i shouldn’t have joked like that, but i also don’t want to fail or push all the work on you. I want to work on this project together” i breathe out standing infront of him blocking his path but as large as he was compared to me im sure he could step over me if he seen fit.

“What makes you think i want to work with you” he bites out and i let out the arrogant smile that solidified i was Sakunas half sister.

“Do you actually think professor Namami would place the smartest person in the class with a idiot and have them do all the work? Come on now its Nanami he would put his two smartest pupils together to challenge another and write a final paper hes actually happy to read” i say as if its common sense cause it is.

Its NANAMI.

I watch the debate in his eyes as he thinks over what i just said before his shoulders drop in defeat. I grin widely sticking my hand out as a form of truce which he painfully takes.

I force myself to bite back the smirk at his clamy hands knowing it was all my doing and use the grip to yank him closer.

“And i would love if you could send me what you have so far so i can begin doing research” i utter lowly licking my lips watching his glare never falter almost as if he's painfully keeping his eyes avoiding my mouth before bidding him goodbye a devious plan forming in my head.

The next afternoon when we meet in the library i offer sweets from a local bakery as an official truce which i can hardly read his expression at.

“Im sorry now that i think about it you dont seem much of a sweets guy” i feel foolish of course he didnt like sweets— my train of thought is interupted by him picking up a creme filled chocolate pastry.

“Shouldnt judge a book by a cover, every smart person knows that” he quipps quickly and my lips twitch in a smile. Ah so he does bite back.

“Did you call me dumb?” I scoff playfully dropping bait which he quickly takes.

“Does the shoe fit?” He bites back and when i dont respond only send a playful glare i watch as the corners of his lips twitch up feeling proud i could get a smile. “Come on show me your work”

And we spend the next two hours talking theories and sharing ideas conspiring every concept as his long fingers type away my thoughts later to be put into essay format.

Its not long before he lets out a yawn breaking our silence and i look up at him noticing the bags forming under his eyes slowly being covered by his bangs.

He was actually begining to look disheveled. Two signature buns drooping from running his hands through them bangs more full from the pueces of his buns and the bored expression— actually that was very on brand for him.

“Come on let’s wrap up your tired” i say softly twirling a stand off his bangs around my finger and i knew it was when he was too tired to cover his blush he was exhausted.

Yup, still got it.

He swats at my hand sending me a pointed look to which i innocently bat my eyes up at him from the seat next to him.

And thats how it goes for the next few weeks smart remarks met by his even more quick witted remarks sometimes followed by a half smirk, my harmless flirting/ teasing which i may have taken too far the day i rested my palm on his inner thigh and he flew out of his seat claiming he needed to use the bathroom only returning 10 minutes later saying he had to leave.

Or the day he asked me to proof read a page leaning away from his computer so i could take it instead i lean forward hand resting on his shoulder unaware just how close his face was to my—

Both occasions i had to bring apology pastries.

And the more time we spent together the more i learned about Choso. How smart he is, what makes him tick, his favorite foods, what makes him blush the way i thought he was a boob man but ive caught his gaze on my thighs several times and i may purpousely wear shorter skirts on days i know were going to be together.

Today was no exception.

The only thing i hadn’t planned on was the air conditioner being on full blast. Probably my karma from the universe wearing the tiniest of clothes to tease him.

“Oh no were going to have to finish another day its freezing in here” i shiver crossing my arms over another trying to huddle into myself for warmth. The black (extreme) mini skirt with short sleeve white shirt that had bows tying the back together with Sukunas red varsity jacket was such a cute look until he realized i was wearing his jacket and took it . He was now my least favorite brother and yuuji was in the lead, which he typically always was given his competition.

“What?!” Choso nearly begins to foam at the mouth. “Its our last day and were so close to being done we can actually submit it now and im sure we would get an A still” he quickly rambles out dropping our stuff on the table we usually took up. The library was nearly empty so him being loud was no bother at all to anyone probably because most students didnt know where the library was.

“So submit it, I dont do the cold” i shrug ready to grab my bag when he begins taking off his jacket placing it on my shoulders pulling my hair from put under the collar and going to his work.

“Probelm solved, now sit” he bites put and id never seen this side of him but it was kind of a turn on and probably karma rearing her head into me again because through all the teasing i developed a tiny crush on Choso. Like tiny though.

Super tiny.

Extremely tiny.

So tiny i couldnt help but flirt with him every chance i had and notice all his favorite things and Damn did his jacket smell good.

So tiny i knew every detail of the scar on his face and how it swerves slight over the bridge of his nose not just cause it curves but—

Damn his jacket smelled… good wasnt a strong enough word. I was feeling intoxicated from how sensational his jacket smelled.

My crush was so tiny i made sure to bring his favorite pastries every tuesday and thursday because the way he smiled could brighten up my whole day.

My crush was so tiny i wasnt thinking about using my rose tonight to the smell of his jacket and the way he demanded me to sit down.

Imagine hearing that in the be—

Feeling a tight grip on my thigh my head snaps over to him and his eyes give me that bored yet slightly annoyed expression.

“Stop fidgeting, its driving me insane and just let me finish typing the rest of what you wrote” he says like he cant wait to be done and i pout knowing this would be the last time we’d get to spend together. My crush would stay just that.

My eyes trail down noticing his buff arms veins sticking out something id never notice before. Has he always worked out. Going down even further i notice the silver rings spread across his fingers and almost choke.

I was going to need 10 minutes in the bathroom if he didnt move his iron grip. I just had one question.

“Have you ever fingered a girl with all your rings on?” I blurt… and this time it was a genuine mistake. Of all the shit ive said this was the one i completely wish i didnt. I was actually okay with us never speaking again, Sukuna says we should never have shame but i bet he would never do something like that.

Ok yes he would.

“Do you want to be the first?” I hear and nearly fall off the table if it wasnt for his iron grip on my thigh. I thank God for my brown complexion because my cheeks feel hot and I’m lost for words completely. Its when he begins to chuckle that i realize he was just giving me a taste of my own medicine. The weeks of comments and sexual innuendos id thrown at him and couldn’t handle one.

I feel the proud smile grow on my face and unknowingly squeeze my thighs together slightly squirming the idea still playing in my mind.

“What if i said yes” i retort watching as he becomes flustered and that adorable blush comes back to his cheeks.

“Would it make you stop… moving your thighs so much” he struggles his hand moving to my other thigh squeezing and i grin knowing he had a thing for them and he can no longer hold back. His eyes meet mine until i lean forward placing a few soft kisses on his lips.

“Promise”

Ok that was a lie. It was all a lie.

Sitting on his right leg, my back pressed up against his chest and 2 of his fingers buried inside me the squirming absolutely hasn't stopped but it doesn't seem to affect him one bit as he edits the last bits of parts i wrote for our project.

“This is so good sweetheart, how about a third finger?” He ask rhetorically lips brushing against my ear and i'm so close to cumming at Dom!Choso cause whewwwww what a turn on. He curls his two fingers up as if he’s trying to pull the orgasm from inside of me and my legs clench together trying not to make too much of a mess.

He chuckles right against my ear and I'm losing myself at the stimulation, Biting my lip as he uses a third finger on my clit. My vision begins to blur and I feel myself about to cum for a second time.

“Look at you trying so hard to hold back those gorgeous moans after you spent the past month teasing me, fucking with me… mmm so wet” he groans in my ear spreading my lips causing the squelching sound to be louder. His fingers brush a particular spot deep in my core making me fall apart as I bite my lip harder cherry lip gloss mixing with the iron taste of blood.

“I love every little sound you make Why try and hide it from me, would you really deny me?” He kisses up my neck using his other hand to pull my bottom lip from my mouth releasing a string of curses, his fingers never stopping their exploration of my walls.

He did show mercy, slowing down other hand snaking up my shirt cupping a boob until his fingers found my nipple.

“You're so wet for me… just me” he groans his teeth leaving marks down my neck to my shoulder and the idea of him being slightly possessive wanting to mark me so everyone knew i was his? My insides clench and he hums at the feeling.

His fingers pick up the pace once more and I have to close my eyes to hold on to every drop of restraint I have left between the way his fingers are moving expertly inside of me, the contrast of his warm hands to the cold rings on his fingers. I could stay here forever, one hand clutching his bicep the other on his thigh.

“Ch-choso i—mmmmm” i try to get out feeling my hips have a mind of their own grinding down on his fingers needily unaware of how he had me completely wrapped around them. He bites onto my neck and my release follows earning a groan from him as im left panting in his lap. What i dont expect to hear is the wet sound of him licking each of his fingers and the sight has me wet all over again my heart racing.

He chuckles pulling my chin toward him as he places his lips on mine i instantly kiss back gently sucking on his bottom lip earning a groan from him. He doesnt hesitate as his hands rub my thighs gripping and squeezing our tongues dancing together until he slowly pulls away lips and cheeks both red.

“Lets go” i murmur placing another soft kiss on his lips only to receive a confused look.

“Yuji and Sukuna both are going to a party so they wont be back until 7am… i have a free house where i dont have to worry about being quiet”

#choso x black!reader #jjk x black!reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader

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guesst · 1 month

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OKAY MANHWA REC LIST

CONCUBINE WALKTHROUGH

the main reason i made this list lol concubine walkthrough is a video game isekai with a. a really REALLY cool artstyle b. very well thought out plot that kept me guessing and c. lovely characters. the game itself is set in historical korea so if youre a fan of that id rec. super super good

the art btw ⬇️

THE VILLAINESS EMPRESS' ATTENDANT

this one i started reading recently! the art is cute, plot is also fun w a healthy dose of comedy and i really like the empress akfjsm her and the mc have such a good relationship its great

could be yuri but its not and honestly i love it either way

FOAM OF THE SEA

okay well this one i dont have much to say about cus only 2 chapters are out so far lol BUT its intriguing!! the premise so far is that the main character, having been pushed off a cliff by her lover, is resurrected in a different body by a sea witch n is now out for revenge. has very strong little mermaid elements and againnn the art is lovely. look at the cover!! the art !!

S-Class Hunter Doesn't Want to Be a Villainous Princess

IF YOUVE READ BEWARE OF THE VILLAINESS AND YOU LIKED IT AND HAVENT READ THIS YOU SHOULD. same artist!! same energy!!! tower dungeon protagonist is thrown into a romance plot and now has to clear this to get back home . i love her so much shes so op lmao. anyway its a good action/comedy so far and the constellations are funny too

I SEE YOU

i am rereading this yet again. its so good its so so good you will cry and your heart will feel warm and happy i promise. it handles grief and friendship and the side characters so well the backstories are so !! pain inducing !! and good !! and honestly its so easy to like the characters !! if you pick one thing to read from the list please make it this. also theres this silly man

MY FAVOURITE IDOL

super super super good take on the idol genre !!! i will admit i dont read much manhwa about idols (like. at all) but i am really enjoying how they explore the industry in this one. plus theres some bodyswapping :D and the character arcs are great too !! both mains learn a lot from each others lives :]

they are good kids

THE REDEMPTION OF EARL NOTTINGHAM

INSANELY GOOD !! the author clearly did a lot of research into the era this is set in -- early 1900s, during WW1 (which on its own is pretty unique like im not seeing a lot of historical manhwas set this time) and definitely has some very heavy themes. the mc time travels back to her twenties just before ww1 breaks out, after her marriage goes wrong w her husband and she dies from. falling down the stairs. RIP. i just think its really well written and the pacing is lovely - the author is not infodumping all the bad things that happened in one go and its working really well. also look at this guy

okay ive hit image limit cus im using app, truly terrible. TBC

#manhwa #manhwa recs #rec list

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agaypanic · 3 months

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Hello! Do you still write for MBAV? If so, I’d like to request a Rory X Male!reader! The reader has been a vampire for many years now, he was forced to drink human blood and after that one time, he lived off of animal blood (like the cullens) anyways, Reader moves back to Whitechapel and is enrolled into the high school. The readers a total nerd, Loving things like cartoons (TMNT, MLP, TOH, Amphibia) and animes (fairytail, mha, TPN, your name, weathering with you.) and things like Harry Potter, stranger things, Riverdale, narnia and stuff. He and Rory meet in the computer lab and just kinda click? They geek out together and just kind of start dating, not even having to ask eachother or tell any one? (Sorry if this sounds confusing or anything! And obviously you don’t have to do this! <3)

Rory Keaner With a Nerdy Vampire Boyfriend Headcanons

Masterlist

Request Something!

A/N: im gonna keep the reader’s interests vague bc tbh i havent even heard of some of the things mentioned in the request. also i know that dusk is kind of the MBAV version of twilight, but theres a twilight reference in here lol

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Moving back to Whitechapel your senior year of high school wasn’t really something you had in mind

You left town for a reason

Turning into a vampire at your first high school party was a little bit traumatic

Your parents, seeing you were different but not knowing why, thought a change of scenery would help you

It did a bit, until your parents decided to move back to Whitechapel

Before your last year of school started, you decided to rediscover the town you had grown up in

That’s when you met Rory Keaner

You were happy to see that Whitechapel didn’t change much in the three years you’ve been gone. You remembered where the important places were, like the high school, the best restaurants, and things like that. Everything else was a bit fuzzy, but a little exploring would fix that.

Something that caught your eye quickly was a little bookstore near the pizza shop you and your family used to frequent. Remembering the cash you stuffed in your pocket before you left, you walked into the shop.

You immediately found the comic book section, eyes quickly scanning over the vast selection. You couldn’t help but gasp when you spotted the latest installment of one of your favorite comic book series. You picked it up with care, looking over the glossy cover.

“Hey, you like that too?” A blonde boy about your age asked, looking at the comic with you from over your shoulder. “I love that series!”

You looked at him, surprised by his presence and enthusiasm.

“Really?” You asked, and he nodded. “I’ve been looking, like, everywhere for this one. Every place I’ve gone to was either sold out or didn’t carry it.”

“Same!” The boy responded. He reached behind you, grabbing something from the shelf. “Lucky for us, it looks like we just found the last two copies here.”

“Lucky us.” You mused. You couldn’t help but admire the stranger in front of you; there was something very alluring about him that you couldn’t place.

“I’m Rory.” He offered his hand. “I kinda feel like I’ve seen you before.”

The strange thing, you realized as you shook his hand, was that you felt the same way about him.

“Maybe you have.” You shrugged. “I used to live in Whitechapel up until a few years ago. I just moved back. I’m Y/n.”

“Well, Y/n…” Rory said with a bright smile. You wondered if he had any other expressions. “It’s nice to have you back.”

When you start going to school, seeing Rory feels like a saving grace

You barely remember Whitechapel High from the first time you attended, mainly because you only went the first few weeks of freshman year

He immediately took you under his wing, introducing you to his friends and inviting you to hang out with him

His friends seemed a bit familiar to you as well, but you couldn’t really place it

You and Rory bonded quickly; you were definitely each other’s best friend

One night, while playing games in his room, you found out why Rory and his friends had seemed so familiar

You had been over at Rory’s for a few hours, and as time passed, you started to notice a strange smell. It wasn’t bad, luckily. It actually smelled very good, delicious even.

“You okay?” Rory asked as the two of you were loading into a new level. He noticed your little sniffles as you tried to discreetly figure out the scent.

“Do you smell that?” You asked, rising from your place on his bed. Rory watched you in confusion as you tried to follow the scent, soon being led to his bottom dresser drawer. “What’s in here?”

Suddenly remembering what was in the drawer, Rory made a noise to discourage you from looking. But it was too late because your curiosity had gotten the best of you, and now you were holding up a pint bag of blood. You turned to look at him with a questioning look, eyes darting between him and the blood.

“I- I can explain!” He said, dropping the controller.

“It smells so good.” You interrupted his frazzled thoughts with the whisper, taking a long and deep inhale. “It’s been so long since I’ve had human blood. So long since I’ve even smelled it.”

“What?” Rory moved towards you, and you took your eyes off the bag. “What do you me-”

“Are you a vampire?” You asked. It seemed like a safe question to ask, because you couldn’t think of any other reason for Rory to have a pint of blood in his dresser.

“How did you…?” Rory trailed off, trying to wrap his head around the whole situation.

But then you flashed your fangs, and suddenly everything clicked.

“When did you turn?” Rory asked curiously, grabbing your hands and leading you back to sit on his bed.

“Freshman year.” You answered, dropping the blood bag on the mattress. “It was my first high school party, but apparently, it was being thrown by some cult leader or something. That’s why I left Whitechapel in the first place, I was totally freaking out about it, and my parents thought that I should move schools.”

“Wait! I think I got turned at the same party! Was the guy’s name Jesse?”

“Yeah!”

“Me, Erica, and Sarah got turned at that party, and then Ethan and Benny kicked his ass!”

So that’s why your new friends seemed so familiar. They were involved with probably the craziest event of your life, in one way or another.

“Wait, so what did you mean by not drinking human blood?” Rory asked, tilting his head curiously. “Don’t we need it to survive?”

“Well, we just need blood.” You said. “I haven’t had human blood since Jesse turned me. I guess you could say I’m like a… vegetarian vampire. I only drink animal blood.”

“Wow! How’d you figure out you could do that?”

“...Have you ever seen Twilight?”

Finding out you were both vampires just brought the two of you closer together

Now you tag along with the rest of the gang on their supernatural adventures

You do “nerd things” (as Erica calls it) with the boys, like playing different games and collecting comics or figures

But you still spend the most time with Rory

And as you spend more time together, your feelings for each other grow

I like to think Rory is affectionate with anyone who allows him to

It wasn’t uncommon to find Rory’s hands on you. Either around your shoulders, or your waist, or clasped around one of your own. You quickly grew used to it, to the point where it would seem concerning for him to not be touching you.

Plus, his touch always made your undead cheeks warmer.

Then, the affection progressed to kisses. Quick pecks on the cheek in greeting, or on the temple in comfort. It was always casual, like the two of you had been like this for years.

And then, one day, Rory kissed your lips instead. You were rambling about a new book you had read, and Rory just couldn’t help himself. You looked so cute, and although Rory loved to hear you talk, he was just overcome with the urge to lean over and kiss you.

You didn’t say anything about it, and neither did he. You just smiled at each other and then continued the conversation.

But that doesn’t mean Rory stopped kissing you after that.

#agaypanic #rory keaner x reader #rory keaner headcanons #rory keaner #rory keaner x male!reader #my babysitter's a vampire #my babysitter's a vampire x reader

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List of Upcoming Fiction Podcasts and Hidden Gems

'either' by Open Doors, Closed Doors: quirky and enthusiastic, I'm a big fan of the art made for the cover of each episode. Started in May, if you like unique worlds like Nightvale, you might like this.

'Road X' by Gea Arce and Maya Appavoo: A supernatural murder mystery with a fun cast of characters, I've been following the development of this since they released their first episode in March. The cast seem very lovely and they're very appreciative of fanart over on the gram! I think it's cool that they have a tarot card aesthetic going on aswell. Check it out!

'Smile Grove' by ISOTOPIC PRODUCTIONS: A horror podcast that explores mental health and the industry surrounding it. The lack of actually helpful resources for those in need is probably the horror itself (but you didn't hear that from me!) Focuses on unique characters and some dark themes. Following the development and growth of this podcast was such a treat, it's obvious how much effort the creator has put in based on our chats. Also features some familiar voices if you've listened to Camp Here & There!

'THE NOWHERE MALL' by haunted casette: a horror-comedy about the daily lives of cryptids described as humans. Someone linked this in a server and its first episode was released this June! I hear auditions are still open. It seems to be coming along well so check it out if you want to follow their progress.

'Seven of Hearts' by Seventh Knight Productions: a podcast that follows seven characters in a mysterious town. A little older (not really, like 2021) and the story is wrapped up but I was lucky to follow the production and episode releases sometimes! This one is sometimes reccommended to fans of Camp Here & There, I think you'll like it.

'Francis Forever' by Leo Zahn: Hidden gem by my mutual that follows Francis Webb and their desire for immortality. A mystery adventure podcast that explores life, death, and the everything yet nothing inbetween. Leo also works wonders with sound design and it's fun to yap our ideas towards each other.

'SUPERSUITS' by Faustian Nonsense: I recognise this as the podcast that would play before Jack of All Trades (which is also very good). It's a comedy podcast about the shenanigans that lawyers endure being lawyers for super heroes and villains. Released around February and is looking pretty good!

'The Department of Variance of Somewhere, Ohio' by Rat Grimes: A sci-fi horror about a secret government group that handles supernatural entities, which suffers a containment breach. We follow two employees who try to escape the chaos and calamity, Scarlet Jaunt and Jasmine Control. The building moves, the voices are cool, and theres creatures. Cool stuff!

#wtnv #chnt #ch&t #tma #welcome to night vale #the magnus archive #camp here & there #podcast recommendations #indie podcast #francis forever #road x podcast #smile grove #support indie podcasts

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Within Reach and Far Beyond

In another world you are an elven princess, sent off to take part in your arranged marriage, traveling the country side with Konig as your knight in shining armor. As you come closer to your destination you realize that you are not ready for your adventure with the giant beside you to end.

No real warnings yet unless theres something I should add.

Hope y’all like it! I’ll get part two done when I can!

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In the far East, past the plentiful farmland outside the Capitol, beyond the lush, rolling hillside that grows into treacherous, snow capped mountain peaks; even further, deep in the valley that dips below and bleeds into a vast wetland, lies a growing city belonging to the elves. While the elven people closer to the Capitol would still disparagingly call it a settlement, it had seen a handful of human generations pass and become long forgotten to the elves who rooted themselves there.

Nearly centered within the city walls, behind a barrier of its own, was the estate in which you lived. The stark white home stood out, surrounded by a large, perfectly manicured courtyard, of which its perimeter you had nearly never been allowed to cross. Certainly never alone. You were very rarely alone anymore, now that you were old enough to cause trouble. These days you were often doted upon to the point of annoyance to keep you compliant, and compliant you stayed.

Mostly, it didn't cross your mind that you were truly imprisoned here. Not until you were under your covers at night, mind racing from one thing to another as you tried to allow sleep to take you. Every so often a memory from several years ago comes creeping into your mind, causing your heart to race. A memory of you, walking along the stone wall that was at least a foot taller than you, broken every few feet or so by a small aperture that allowed you just enough room to reach an arm through.

As you made your way to the back of the estate, exploring in the orchard full of fruit bearing trees that blocked you from view of your home, you saw it. A tree. Toppled over from the storm that had occurred only a few days before; it had knocked out a section of the wall and gone unnoticed. You glanced around wildly, to see if anyone was watching you, before taking timid steps toward the newly opened portal. Beyond the wall that held you captive was a cobblestone street where common elves were passing each other with polite greetings. Purchasing goods, rushing to their next destination, completely unaware of the girl watching them on the other side of the wall.

You take another step forward, close enough now that you could just climb through and be free. For a moment you wonder how long it would take for the guards to realize you were missing, how much of a head start you would have.

Your fantasy was cut short swiftly. A knight patrolling the grounds shouted your name followed by a demand to step back, walk away from the wall, and continue on with your stroll. He followed it with no threat but you knew the rules and for this you would be brought before your father, made to explain yourself and accept a punishment for your transgressions that you have now long forgotten.

Now, that hole had been repaired and you never had another chance that came so close. As you come of age, the alluring pull of freedom has long become a fleeting memory. Until the news came. Gossip that you had been made privy to, coming second hand from your handmaiden, giddy with misplaced excitement.

Your father had accepted a dowry for your hand in marriage.

***

It took three days before your father finally called for you to stand before him while he sat on his throne. The room was void of others besides a couple maids bumbling around, finding things needing to be dusted and shined. Hoping to catch a bit more of the news, no doubt. You waited patiently, listening as he read aloud the letter sent to him by your suitor, the man who reigns over the Capitol, your fathers eyes meeting yours every so often, watching as you barely uphold your facade of normality. Three days of bottled up resentment and anger bubbling inside you, while you tried to conceal your rage.

It’s silent between the two of you for a moment before your father speaks up again.

“This is a considerable offer for your hand,” He states simply, knowing it’s not your choice to make. “Considerable,” He mumbles to himself again. He glances back down to the letter in his hands, eyes flickering over the page, before rolling it back up and tucking it beside his thigh. His eyes settle on you for a moment. Then, just as you're about to protest, he looks past you, furrowing his brow.

“Ah, Ser Konig. You’re late,” Your father says simply, standing to greet him. You feel a scowl form on your face, just a flash before you correct yourself, staying ever pleasant.

Konig, you thought to yourself, disgusted. You were not particularly fond of Konig, and you could never understand why your father held him in such high regard, going so far as to give him command over his own battalion of elven soldiers.

His clothing was often dirty and unkempt, and he belched without restraint in your presence. His lingering, lecherous gaze, often taking an extra moment when passing by your breast, averting his eyes quickly when he notices you looking in his direction, displeased. You feel he is too opinionated, poking his nose where it doesn’t belong. Too human. You couldn't fathom how he had found a place here. The human realm was separated from yours by a vast and treacherous sea, and outsiders were seldom welcomed here. Elves are above the turmoil and barbarism that man brings and from inside the walls of your home. You believed this to be true.

You plaster a pleasant smile on your face, turning to the ogre of a man behind you, raising your head to meet the piercing eyes, exaggerated by the darkness of the hood that covers his face, and already locked with yours. His gaze rests heavy upon you.

“My Lady,” He greets you, dipping his head in a halfhearted bow. He looks to your father without another word.

While anyone else would have faced punishment for giving you both such a lackluster greeting your father doesn’t seem to notice, instead grabbing for the rolled up letter he had tucked at his side, handing it to Konig to speak to him as though you had already departed. Invisible to the men beside you.

“You will leave in two days. The two of you will set out on horseback, scant, after our festivities. I wish not to draw attention to her. My caravan will leave four days after you and my daughter,” Your father procures a map from beside the throne, unrolling it and handing it to Konig, “You’ll travel to the capitol, stopping here,” The map rustles under the tapping of the kings’ finger, “Where we will meet and she will continue her journey with the caravan, under our protection.”

“Festivities?” You interrupted after some thought, looking to your father.

“In celebration of your coming marriage, and to wish you well for your going away,” He replied curtly, quickly returning his focus in favor of the imposing figure who stood beside you. You knew this was the final word he will hear from you on this issue.

Leaving in just two days… You think to yourself. How long has he had this proposal and not told me? He’s already planned the banquet… You ponder for a moment, if the common people outside of the estate learned of your own marriage before you, and perhaps that is how the news came to your handmaiden. You feel your anger bubbling, nearly uncontrollable and you waste no time beelining past the men, out of the throne room and toward your chambers.

Konig turns his head watching you longingly as you leave, the look going unnoticed by you and your father.

***

During the night, long after the sun had set, Konig was patrolling the perimeter of the estate. He heard you first, sniffling. Crying. On a stone bench in the orchard with your head in your hands. He is unsure what to say and watches you from afar for a moment before moving closer.

“Princess…” His accented voice cuts into the silence as he rests a large gloved hand lightly on your shoulder.

You jump at the sudden company, flinch away at his touch. Konig does not let it deter him and moves to sit beside you on the stone bench. For as large as he was, he had barely made a noise before he was within range to touch you, giving you no time to gather yourself. After wiping your tears away and straightening up, you allow that familiar stoic look to wash over your face.

“Ser Konig,” You say finally, greeting him. Your voice is soft and polite. If he hadn’t heard you crying, had made himself known sooner, he is sure he wouldn’t have been any the wiser that you were upset.

“I am…” he trails off for a moment too long, unsure of what to say. He can see you out of the corner of his eye, head turned toward him now. “I am sorry to see you go,” He mumbles quietly.

He turns to meet yours. His blue eyes stare intensely into yours, lit by the moonlight, exaggerated by the darkness of his hood. Hard to read, but you felt like prey under the scrutiny of his gaze. Your eyes widen, and you can feel your heart racing as you snap your head forward, choosing instead to look out toward the orchard, where the fireflies dance and blink playfully in the shrubbery. Just beyond, somewhere in the darkness, was the stone wall that had kept you trapped here for so long, but felt like solace now.

Konig does not often sit like this, unmoving and in silence, with no drink in his hand. Certainly not with a woman. Even before he had come deep into elven country, he did not make a habit of finding human women who wanted to share his comfort, only their bed. The princess, he thinks, is worthy of an exception. He is still for as long as he can manage, watching the fireflies perform, before speaking again.

“The path we’re taking, it will be a long one,” He says, as though he’s talking to himself, “If something happens to you, I’m told I’ll lose my head,” He shifts beside you, uncomfortable. He takes up much of the bench and you’re stiff, leaning away, not allowing your arm to touch his, “He’s never made that threat before, your father. He allows many of my transgressions to go unnoticed, but he would kill for you.”

“You know nothing,” You bark at Konig and the heat of shame bites at your face, knowing better than to lose your temper, “He cares for what he will gain by marrying me off. Considerable, if you haven't heard,” You speak with a sour tone.

Abruptly, you stand and turn to face Konig, he wastes no time taking you in, and you watch as his eyes crawl over the silhouette of your skirts, over your hips and to your waist, narrowed by your corset; jumping quickly, to meet your tired, tear filled eyes. He is nearly eye to eye with you, his sitting height almost matching the full height of your smaller form.

“Like my mother, and her mother before her, I will be used for sons. I am nothing but a vessel in which to provide a worthy king,” You pause for a moment, “I wonder if all women must live this life, or if my fortune is also my curse.”

Konig’s gaze is fire upon you. It burns you as he watches every microexpression of fear and anger pass your face as you speak and he takes a moment before deciding what to say next, before he is truthful to you.

“It seems all women live in the same prison, häschen,” He doesnt let the comment rest for long before he speaks again, “Now, allow me walk you to your room? It is quite late.”

The truth breaks you, but you keep it bottled up, complacent as always; keeping your face emotionless as you turn and walk away from Konig. You make no complaints as you hear him stand. It would be fruitless anyway, in only a few strides he has caught up to you.

Konig is silent behind you, deep in thought, as he realized that he had climbed these old stone steps toward your room more times than he could count in the handful of years since he had been here. Just a small fraction of the times you had. It should feel familiar, but now it seemed so foreign to him. They would be the same old stone steps without you walking up them, and the door that you used to sleep behind would remain the same door, but without you here, it would no longer be the same home to him that he had known.

You allow him to follow you to your room and offer you a wish for good sleep as you shut your door in his face without another word.

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