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solarisfortuneia · 3 months
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alhaitham x reader. wc: 540. fluff. pt 3. of '—the scribe, in love.' pt. 2.
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alhaitham always, always knows when something decides to worm its way into your mind. he can practically see it wiggle around, the gears in your skull turning and the cogs moving as you chew on your fingernail. the air around you almost buzzes with the energy of the idea bouncing in your head.
he watches you carefully throughout the day, one eye on his work and another on you. you keep stealing what he's sure you think are covert glances, and he bites back the urge to make a remark. instead, he decides to wait. 
when you approach him in the evening, two books tucked to your chest, he knows he'll find out soon enough. 
the countdown begins when you bring his head to your lap while he reads. with every page you flip above his head, he mentally marks another number.
three. two. one. 
“alhaitham?” 
there it is. he hums in response, eyes never parting from the words in his page.
“how do you feel about nicknames?”
now that, he did not expect. as he chooses his next words carefully, he carefully studies the glint in your eyes. idly, he wonders why you asked.
"i have no opinions about them," he says, after a few moments of silence. 
"so," you stretch out the 'o' sound, "can i call you my darling?"
"unexpected." he blinks. "but i don't see why not," odd, but a harmless request.
"can i call you sweetheart too, then?" 
"call me whatever you like," he sits up, deciding to get a drink of water. he only just takes a sip when you pipe up next.
"what about calling you my snookums?"
he chokes.  you and your timing. "does that word even exist in the dictionary?" he asks, attempting to nonchalantly distract you. 
goodness knows that if he let even a single moment of weakness show, you'd pick up on it and use the nickname on him for eternity. and if kaveh got wind of it?
the architect would haunt him with it for months.
you sigh, and that's when he knows you're nowhere near done. but you say nothing, so he assumes you're satisfied for the time being.
hours later, night blankets sumeru city, inky sky enveloping all. you've been suspiciously silent about your earlier topic of conversation. 
it is not until the two of you are comfortably settled in bed, your head resting on his outstretched arm as you face his chest, that he sees the gears turn once again. your eyes are soft, and your hand gently strokes his cheek. 
"can i call you hai-hai?" you ask, voice not louder than a breath next to his ear. 
color starts to dance on his cheeks, and he averts his eyes. he opens his mouth in protest, but words die in his throat.
who would've thought the acting grand sage, one who knows so, so many words, in so many languages, would be rendered speechless by a nickname, and such a silly one at that?
you do not wait for a response. a smile slowly spreads across your face and the hand on your face squishes, then pokes his cheek.
"hai-hai it is, then." you press a kiss to his nose. "goodnight, hai-hai."
you'd be the death of him.
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nakamurance · 2 months
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g!p jen with a short gf.....
[ wc: 540 ] slight sadism, dubcon, size difference
yunjin isn’t the tallest girl out there, but you are a little shorter than her. not too much, just enough for her to tower over you and she’s crazy about it.
she’s obsessed with how small you look underneath her, how easily her hands wrap around your waist. nothing turns her on more than being able to handle you however she wants, like you’re her personal fucktoy to use whenever she pleases.
she always starts off slow, at a pace so relaxed that it’s agonising. dragging you along the sheets as you lay there motionless, sprawled out on your back, she lifts your hips to meet hers. it’s impossible to ignore the feeling of her hard-on pressing into you.
as she mindlessly rubs herself against you, you can tell she’s getting riled up. she keeps at it for what feels like a lifetime before she pauses, at which point you notice the spot of pre-cum that seeps through the fabric of her shorts.
as much as you hate to admit it, seeing her so lewd excites you. of course, she’s too focused on herself to realise it. this isn’t about you, though. this is about yunjin and yunjin only.
before you get the chance to take a good look at her, she forces her way inside of you. the friction between you is painful yet pleasant. a sense of shame comes over you as you struggle to decide which of the two outweighs the other.
you know that being fucked like this shouldn’t feel so good. yunjin hasn’t spoken a word to you since she set foot in the room, she hasn’t spared you a single look. she’s so caught up in herself and it’s quite obvious where her priorities lie. you’ve been here before, you know what comes next.
her grip on your waist tightens, nails digging into your back. her hands are clenched around you well enough to leave marks on your skin. rather than fucking you herself, she starts to move your body back and forth along her cock.
she stands still at the foot of the bed, head hung low. with her gaze fixed on your hips, yunjin is focused entirely on ensuring she slams you back into her with more force each time she pulls you in.
the repeated harsh movement only adds to the pain you’re in; the sore ache that worsens as she drags you on your back, the fresh scratches burning your skin and now the bruises forming on your thighs. yunjin shows no sign of stopping anytime soon.
already past your limit, you find it hard to keep quiet, but you know better than to disturb her at this moment. as it stands, your only purpose is to satisfy yunjin.
she’s aware that she’s hurting you一 the look on your face gives it all away. eyes red and welled up with tears, you’re staring at the girl standing over you.
for the first time since she walked in, she looks down at you. you’re met with a smug yunjin, smiling at herself with gross pride in what she’s doing to you. with no end in near sight, right now, yunjin is the only thing inside of you that you cannot control.
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nervocat · 2 months
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NEEVO ❗️ CONGRATS ‼️
May I request —
Prompt 1 with yjh :’) yk bc he regresses ;;
I’ll leave the details up to you but feel free to ask if you need any :D
Congrats again !!
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“Yoo Joonghyuk, Just Why?” (extreme blood, death, offing oneself, hinted spoilers but not rlly? - wc: 540, heavy(?) angst/romantic/platonic, gn reader)
You don't quite understand Joonghyuk and the concept of Regression, but you understood that concept seemingly all too late. You only had a mere grasp of it, and now you feared what would happen to your very existence.
“Joonghyuk.. what are you doing?” you ask as you grip your weapon. You two had been through so much together including the others — just what was he planning?
All you wanted to do was go with Joonghyuk to get some needed items and maybe complete some sub-scenarios for coins. What happened?
You walk up to Joonghyuk, his blood staining your hands further and mixing with the blood of your now defeated enemy as you grasp his shoulder. He only shrugs you off, not making eye contact.
Your brows furrow as you hold your own side wound, though less severe then his. The battle didn't seem like it would be hard, but you suppose you should be more careful. “Hey, what's up. You're obviously thinking of something,” you try to urge him to talk, but get a groan in reply.
Joonghyuks wounds were severe, but you could get him back to the others and they'd know what to do, right?
“[name]..” comes a gurgled, weak call from him. Blood has only just started to drip from Joonghyuks mouth, dripping onto the ground. Your eyes widen slightly.
“Hey, hey, you'll be ok, right? No regressing?” the silence that followed only sent you further into despair. “Joonghyuk, look at me,” you say firmly, grab this shoulder again.
He doesn't look, and only grabs his sword.
“Wait, Joonghyuk? Joonghyuk, why are you..” he pushes away again, though gently, and brought the blade close to his throat.
Mortified, you ignore the pain in your side as you grab into his wrists, desperation growing by the millisecond as you look his in the eyes. His hair was all disheveled as he finally looked at you, the blood of his still dripping.
“Hey, Joonghyuk, remember that promise you made to Dokja? Not to regress? Come on, we can still-”
“Stop.”
“Remember that promise you made to me? Joonghyuk, please,” your desperate attempt to stop him seemed to make him freeze up, remembering just what you were saying.
But it turned out futile as he impulsively drove his blade into his neck, coughing up and spitting out even more blood.
“Joonghyuk!” you yell, grabbing him. It was a horrific sight, really. “You.. why?! Why are you breaking the promise you swore not to? Why!?”
It hurt Joonghyuk to do this, but his wounds were too lethal (to him). Who knew if he'd see you or the others in his next regression. “I..” he garbled, spitting out more blood. “Sorry, [name]. Maybe.. next regression. Couldn't be helped..”
You don't know what will happen to your existence now. The desperation of yours made it even worse for him to do what he did. You still wonder as you can only watch as Joonghyuk dies before your very eyes, in your own arms.
“Yoo Joonghyuk,” you sob, the wound in your side forgotten. “Just why? Why do you want to regress so badly when you leave so much behind?”
He hates how that was the last thing he had to hear before regressing.
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notes: did I do too much for this? Probably 😭😭 BUT DUMBIIII AHH TYSM!! It's pretty exciting for me to be this close to 200.. I was also pretty vague with this and I probably could've toned down on like. The blood aspect of this and stuff but yk. Um. Hope you like it tho Dumbi bc idk how I feel abt it 🙏🙏 I also got this done faster than I thought mainly bc I have nothing better to do so uhhhh I don't think I'm very good at writing ansgt ngl and this is my first time writing for him so :pp IF I MISSED TO ADDRESS ANYTHING I'M SORRY
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ahimhere · 22 days
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hi hi! can you do the reader being obsessed with ateez’s waist? especially mingi and hwa? seonghwa’s recent concept photos awakening something in me when i saw his waist
AHHH MY FRIST REQUEST!!!
OF COURSE!! Honestly Ateez and their waist needs to be studdied cause AHH
wc: 540
rating: 18+
warning: smut
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Mingi
"How long are you gonna stare, baby?"
"Until I say so."
He chucked at your response. He loved how obsessed you were with him. His body. His waist.
You've been obsessed with his waist for a while now, and it seems like everyday it seems to get better. You had asked him, almost begged him to let you touch yourself while stare at his waist. He wasn't really sure why or WHY but he loves you so he said yes.
"Baby you know I have to leave soon, Just take a picture or-"
"No. It doesn't do it justice Min. It doesn't do you justice." You continued to please yourself, trying to get over that edge, the climax, but it just wasn't enough.
"You should lick it then." Mingi said jokingly, not expecting you to take it seriously.
You took him by surprise when you pulled him closer and began licking his waist. Licking down his ab line, stopping right before his pants. You kissed along the band and towards his hip.
Mingi moaned softly, enjoying your soft touches. 
A few more kisses was all you needed to reach your release. You whimpered quietly against his waist as you rode out your high. 
You looked up at him to thank him but before you could, he was unbuttoning his pants.
“I’m just gonna be late today.”
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Seonghwa
“Five. Six. Seven. Eight.”
“That’s it doll, keep going.”
“Nine. Ten.”
“Good Doll. Do it again.”
Seonghwa had caught you watching compilations of his waist. Just video after video. Post after post. He decided that since you “obviously” like his waist more that you like him, then you should use his waist to get yourself off.
“Please.. Just touch-”
“One?” He said, questioning why you're complaining and not counting.
You sighed, nothing was going to get to him until you cum. You placed your hands back onto his chest and started again.
“One. Two…”
“Oh now my waist isn’t good for you doll? You want to sigh and complain an-”
“It wasn’t like that!”
“Oh now you're cutting me off.” Seonghwas said.
Before you could respond, he sat up and reached into the night stand grabbing your ward. He turned it on and placed it on your clit. You threw your head back and moaned. The build up and the unexpectedness almost caused you to cum.
“Count.” You began rubbing yourself against his waist. His toned abs provide a nice ride to glide across.
“One. Two.” 
Each stroke brought you closer and closer.
“Three. Four.”
The vibration from the wand was driving you crazy.
“Five. Six.”
Seonghwa’s watchful eyes as he stared at you, watching you, enjoying you.
“Seven. Eight.”
“You better cum on Ten doll.” He spoke, quiet and dark. He wanted to see you cum undone.
“Nine.”
He didn’t have to tell you. You were going to cum, whether you wanted to or not. 
“Ten!” You moaned out loudly as you finally reached your climax. Your body shook as you struggled to keep yourself upright on his waist. 
He turned off the wand and sat it next to himself. He slid his arms under your thighs and lifted you up, exposing the wet and slick mess you left on his waist.
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bloodsoeur · 4 months
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leeches girl!dadstarion, <1k
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“What if I were… a leech?” His steady hands continue to work through her hair as his eyes roll briefly into his skull. “Would you like me to elaborate all the ways in which you already are, my treasure?”  - astarion and his daughter have a spat. idk what to tell you. this is pure fluff. wc: 540
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“I would pick you again in a heartbeat if I had one, darling. I would. Really.”
Astarion is droll as he quips; jacquard ribbon between his teeth. She bares her fangs at him in a baby snarl.
“What if I were… a leech?”
His steady hands continue to work through her hair as his eyes roll briefly into his skull.
“Would you like me to elaborate all the ways in which you already are, my treasure?” 
She cries out almost immediately in a nauseatingly telltale screech from where she sits cross-legged on the rug, yelling for you repeatedly in perhaps the most grating tone you’ve ever heard in your whole entire sorry life. Astarion continues to braid her hair with a measured mental detachment. You swear you hear him humming.
You make sure to let out a low-strung beleaguered groan as you approach the living room.
“Okay! I heard you. I do hear you. What can I do for you?”
Your daughter - wholly unconvincingly - wobbles her bottom lip as her brows knit together.
“Daddy called me a leech, mummy.”
“I would never do that.” He clicks his tongue in a muted mock horror. Continues to braid her hair with a genuine perfection you could never manage like his tailor’s hands can.
She launches into a wordy barrage of accusations against Astarion, favourites including ‘completely horrible fabricator’ and a ‘ghastly teller of lies.
“Daddy.’
You’re sharp in tone. His head whips to you.
 ‘Did you call her a leech?” You ask flatly. 
“No.”
“Did you imply she’s a leech?”
He stifles a smile. This time, your eyes roll into your skull.
“I - as I’ve stated - would never do that.”
“Yes, but unfortunately, you absolutely would.’ 
He looks at you with the grin of a charlatan.
‘We don’t tell lies do we, Daddy?”
“I’m not lying. She called herself a leech.” 
She starts screeching in rebuttal, pulling away from Astarion in aggressive shakes as he tethers her gently by her (admittedly immaculate) plaits.
“You are both absolutely as bad as each other.’
This - for some completely unknown and far-distant reason - doesn’t stop the absolute caterwaul assaulting your every sense.
‘Daddy. Say sorry now.”
Your eyes are aflame. The treacle weight of a headache stirs above your brow.
Astarion looks back to you briefly, and his smarmy self-satisfied smirk falls as quick as it appeared. 
Your teeth clench with enough force to remove a finger and his gaze drops to her.
“My darling girl. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.’
She stands in a pointed uncertainty as he leans forward and cups her now forward face in his large hands.
‘I’d consider myself a leech, honestly. Freaky little things.’
He waggles his fingers next to her cheeks, a genuine smile now as she flinches into laughter.
‘Daddy leech and Daughter leech, hm?'
A quick giggle.
'Shall we go biting?”
Their eyes meet for a brief second and then fall on you, standing in the doorway with hands on hips in exasperation.
It takes you a second to catch on.
Astarion is up and wrangling you onto the lounge before you can act, your stream of stuttered pleas ignored as your daughter and he descend on you in playbites; collapsing in fits of laughter.
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mirrology · 21 days
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hello!! I simply adored your platonic aventurine fic, so if requests are still open may I ask for a scenario with him and us going shopping together? thank you in advance, have a lovely day 💓
ノ Eudaemonia .ᐟ ʚɞ
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୨୧ Eudaemonia: (adjective) The state of being lucky
ft. Aventurine, gender neutral reader, platonic. wc: 540
Content: teen reader, big brother aventurine, they go shopping in a big mall (not specified where though), reader likes taking photos, reader and march 7th are besties, all fluff no angst!! / a day at the mall with your brother!!
Notes: I tried working as fast as I could to get this posted so it might seemed rushed, but I hope you enjoy :D ! Also short.
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You snapped a photo of the giant crystal chandelier that's was hanging from the ceiling of the mall. The large crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, its many crystals and gemstones glimmering in the light. It catches the light like prisms, projecting a shimmering rainbow of light around the entire mall.
You nodded to yourself and put your phone in your pocket. "I see you're interested in that chandelier." A voice came from behind you. You twisted your head around to meet with the familiar eyes of your elder brother.
You stood there for a moment after taking the photo, your eyes glued to your phone's screen as you examined the picture you just snapped. Your eyes flicker up and down the screen, taking in every detail of the image captured on your phone. Your face lit up, the photo had captured the regal atmosphere of the chandelier pretty well! You'll have to send this to March, she had always liked things like this anyway.
In his hands were two cups of flavored boba, one for you and one for him. "Uh, duh!" You playfully scoffed as Aventurine held out your drink to you. You took the beverage from his hand. "This is the biggest one I've ever seen!" You looked back up to it, your eyes sparkling in amazement. Aventurine chuckled at your enthusiasm, "I've seen many, and I can agree. This is truly one of a kind. " He leaned on the metal railing of the central part of the mall.
You nodded your head in silent agreement. You latched onto the straw of your drink, savoring the sweet flavor and the boba gracing your tongue. You closed your eyes in content, humming in the process.
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"Well, where to now?" You asked your elder brother all while putting your hand on your hip. "Hm.." He thought for a moment, "Why don't you choose?" Aventurine flashed you a closed eyed smile. You lit up in an instant. You knew exactly which store to go to first. You grasped your brothers hand in yours and pulled him along. "Come on! I have the perfect store!"
You brought it to your chest and hugged it. "Going to build-a-bear was the best idea ever!" You exclaimed. Aventurine had gotten one of his own donned in a cute hoodie, deep blue jeans, and some sneakers. An emerald bow sat on its left wrist, matching yours.
You held up the plush in the air, the flourecent lights reflecting on its beady eyes. The teddy bear was dressed as if it's ready to attend a formal event. It's wearing a finely tailored little suit, complete with a bow-tie and polished black leather shoes on its plush feet. The teddy bear looks super fancy despite its adorable and huggable appearance. On its right wrist, a ribbon in shape of a bow of a color that you picked out.
"Thank you so much, Aven!" You grinned at him and rested your head on his shoulder. Aventurine smiled back at you and rested his head on yours. He reached over and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
"Whatever you want, little one" He rubbed his cheek on your head like a cat.
...
"Hey! You're messing up my hair!'
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lunarbuck · 11 months
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Vampire!bucky x innocent! Reader smutttt
Orrr
Winter solider!bucky x innocent!reader
Ooh winter soldier is always gonna win in my book, especially with an innocent reader 🖤❤️‍🔥
Some NSFW thoughts… (thank you @flordeamatista for the daydreams)
pairing: winter soldier x innocent!female reader (any race)
wc: 540
warnings: innocent/inexperienced reader, fingering, mirror kink, praise, pet name [princess]
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The Soldier knew from the moment he saw you that he wanted you. That soft look in your eyes, the way you shied away from every touch. He didn’t have to ask to know that you were inexperienced, innocent to the wants and needs of a man like him.
He knows exactly what he wants, knows how he’d touch you, feel you taste you. And the day he finally gets his hands on you, you know you’ll never be the same again.
The Soldier makes you tell him what you want, tells you to use your big girl words, tell him just what you want him to do.
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“Come on, princess. I see how bad you want me, how needy you’re getting. You need me to show you? Need me to show you just how good I can make you feel?”
He walks you over to your full-length mirror and stands you in front of it. He runs his metal fingers over your skin, making you shiver, and you stare at the trail of goosebumps he leaves.
"Do you not know what you want, princess? Do you need me to show you what you need?" You nod, in a trance-like state, just the way he wants you.
You watch as he tugs your panties down your legs, letting them pool by your feet. He taps the inside of your thighs and you step your feet apart, showing him your pussy.
The Soldier runs his metal fingers down your tummy and teases your clit, his other hand gripping your hip. He looks so much bigger, looming over your shoulder to watch the mirror. He slides his fingers across your clit and circles your entrance but he doesn't press inside.
"You feel how sensitive you are?" He whispers in your ear. "Your legs are shaking already, so responsive for me, princess." You grip his wrists, holding on as best you can, silently begging him for more. Your mind spins, your chest heaves.
"Please, please," you whimper.
"You don't even know what you're begging for," he teases. " You need me to teach you." He slides a finger inside of your pussy, your wetness lubricating the metal. Your eyes flutter shut, but he slaps your inner thigh. "Eyes open, princess. Pay attention."
His thumb teases your clit as he pumps his finger inside of you, knocking the spot that makes your vision blur. He bites on your shoulder, leaving imprints of his teeth, and your legs turn to jelly.
The Soldier slides another finger into your pussy and you squirm at the stretch, but he talks you through it. "You're doing so good for me, princess. Taking my fingers so beautifully." He pumps his fingers faster, stroking your clit in tandem, and you clench around his fingers.
You whimper, unable to form the words to tell him you're close, but he can tell. The Soldier knows you better than you know yourself.
"Come all over my fingers, princess, show me how much you need me." You fall apart at his words, turning into a puddle in his arms. He holds you to himself, and you feel his cock press against your back.
"My turn," he whispers, staring darkly at your used body in the mirror.
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hypnoneghoul · 9 days
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if i may request raindrop for day 25? 👉👈
Mushy May '24 Day 25: Sharing a secret comfort item
WC: 540
Relationship: Rain/Dewdrop
Notes: Maybe not fitting the prompt perfectly but idccc, I love newly summoned fish and still water idiot being awkward <3
Read under the cut or on AO3.
Rain does not like it.
He was summoned around two days ago and he’s in misery for no explainable reason. He’s cold and his skin feels wrong and he is really so close to sneaking out through the window—if he’d manage to figure out how it works—finding the closest body of water and hiding in there unless someone would haul him out.
He doesn’t know what’s wrong and he doesn’t feel comfortable asking anyone for help. He’s just met them, he can’t.
So Rain huffs and wraps himself up in a blanket that neither warms him up enough, nor feels good against his oversensitive skin.
He whines and grumbles to himself, tossing and turning in something that’s supposed to be his new nest, but it’s nowhere close to being a cozy one made of rocks and seaweeds that he’s used to.
The water ghoul jumps when he hears a tapping sound on…the door, he thinks. He has no idea what the purpose is and it hurts his ears a little, but it soon stops and the door opens. One of the ghoul’s he knows is his pack now peeks his head in, a shy smile on his pretty face. “Hi!”
“Hello,” Rain answered quietly, hiding behind the covers.
“Dunno if you remember, I’m–” the other ghoul starts, coming fully into the room and shutting the door behind him.
“Dewdrop,” the water ghoul finishes for him. He does remember, Dewdrop caught his eye immediately. “You’re also a water ghoul.”
“That I am,” he confirms. He carries something in his arms, a big bundle. “Freshwater.”
“I like salt,” Rain blurts out. “I mean…I’m–uh, I’m saltwater.”
Dewdrop giggles, but the new ghoul doesn’t take offense. His laugh sounds nice. 
“Anyway, I brought you something. Sorry it took me a few days, I wanted to wash it first.” Rain perks up, cocking his head to the side as Dewdrop outstretches his arms to drop the bundle into the other’s lap. He looks down at it with slight confusion and Dewdrop clears his throat, “It’s a blanket. It’s different from what you have there, it’s…more water ghoul friendly. It's special, actually, made for water ghouls, I got it when I got summoned from an older one. It's bigger, softer, and warmer, I know how the normal stuff feels and I’m sorry you had to deal with it.”
“Huh,” Rain replies intelligently. He reaches a hand out to touch the bundle and it is, indeed, so soft he lets out a gasp when he feels it. His eyes light up—his entire face does—and he shuffles around trying to get comfortable. It’s a big blanket, though, and he’s very clumsy out of the water, so he gets…well, trapped, essentially.
“Oh, uhm…lemme–” Dewdrop comes closer and—rather awkwardly—helps Rain untangle himself from the blanket and get under it properly. He puts the other comforters that the new water ghoul got over him to add warmth and only when he pulls away he notices that Rain started purring. It sounds a bit weird, the ghoul obviously not used to doing it out of water, but Dewdrop quickly realizes he absolutely adores it.
When Rain thanks him and snuggles further into the blanket Dewdrop realizes he absolutely adores him.
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k4tsukiis · 5 months
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JUNGLE BABY ꨄ
JUNGLE! EREN X FEM READER
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summary: jungle bf takes your virginity <3
genre: smut
wc: 540
authors note: this was a random ass dream i had monthsss ago but there wasn’t really a face to this boy 😩 i just remember he was literally tarzan but blond so i just did my daddy eren 🥰
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you had done many sexual acts before so this wasn’t your first. but today was the day you would lose your virginity.
he laid you down on the bamboo couch that he’d made with his dad when he was younger. you were childhood friends before you left back home for your skiing hobby.
his long, slender fingers pumped into you as your tongues entwined, moaning in between each kiss. he played with your clit, rubbing in slow circles and occasionally slapping the bean, which made you gasp. the cool air mixed with the pressure of the slap made your toes curl, and his mouth curl into a smirk.
he started to unbuckle his pants and slid down his boxers. his dick sprung up and slapped his torso, making your eyes widen. yeah, you’ve given him head many times before, but his dick was so pretty it amazed you every time.
his mushroom tip was pretty n pink, he had a few slight veins popping out of his shaft. his hand glossed in precum from pumping his dick in his fist, preparing to fuck you.
“e, i need to tell you something,” you whispered in his ear.
“what happened?” He whispered back, slowing down his jerks.
“it’s my first time…” you said softly.
“oh really?” he responded sarcastically.
“‘mhmm” you mumbled.
“do you see anyone else in this jungle? it’s just me n you, this is my first time too.”
your eyes were glossy from not being touched. You were shocked knowing that he hadn’t lost his virginity yet. he was beautifully built and smart and he just had so much more to offer.
“silly little girl,” he chuckled. “don’t worry, i‘ll be gentle.” he jerked a little more until his junk was hard and wet, “you ready?”
“mhmm.”
“say it,” he said sternly. he wanted to make sure you wanted this too, and not just because he wanted to.
“i need you, ‘ren. please fuck me.”
“as you wish.”
he started to inch into your wet cunt, gasps coming from both of you filled the air. you held onto the tight muscles that bulged out on his arm.
“fuck you’re so beautiful,” he breathed out. “wanna paint you with my cum.” he started to stroke into you, starting off slow, trying to not hurt you.
you bit down on your lip to help with the pain of being stretched out. you covered your mouth with your hand, trying to suppress your moans.
“stop doing that, i wanna hear you, princess.” he grabbed your wrist and pinned it down next to you.
blood trickled down onto his dick and he noticed. he placed his head in the crook of your shoulder and whispered, “fuck baby you’re bleeding, wanna clean up now or later?”, in your ear.
“later, wanna feel you rig’ now”
he peppered kisses against your jaw leading down to your neck. he sucked and licked behind your ear until a hickey was left.
he started pumping into much faster with more force, the bamboo underneath you started to move.
“fuck, baby you’re perfect. i love you.” he hitched. your stomach tightened with every stroke he gave you. beads of sweat collecting on his forehead. he licked his lips and pressed his lips back into yours for a slow, passionate kiss.
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riiwrites · 10 months
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hiii !! my mind has been so fixated on sigma lately so could i possibly have any sigma fluff ?
tysm dear ♡
𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
a/n : ofc you can love, ty for your request, i hope head canons are alright for you? 💗
genre : pure fluff
warnings : none
wc : 540
— 𝐒igma is genuinely one of the sweetest boyfriends you could have ever asked for
- he’s just so gentle with you and so sweet
- you two never argue about anything but if you did, it’d be on a very rare occasion about something silly
- due to him only being on Earth for about three years i feel like you’d be his first lover, although he has so much experience with running a casino i just don’t think he’s ever had time to focus on things such as relationships
- that’s why he holds you so close to his heart, he cherishes you, scared that one day you’re going to leave and he’ll be alone
- sorry that was a bit angsty on my part, anyways-
- speaking of him and his casino!!
- he would 100% rigg the casino machines in order for you to win every single time
- he would never admit it though because he just loves seeing you get so happy when you win
- you already know he riggs them in your honour tho but you pretend you don’t know to keep him happy too (≧◡≦)
- LOVES head pats and head kisses
- giving or receiving he doesn’t mind, he’ll normally kiss you on the crown of your head and call you his ‘angel’
- he calls you his angel because he feels like his life had a whole other purpose besides his casino when you walked in
- ur his purpose :((
- basically, you’re his miracle angel
- would give you other pet names such as “love” “miracle” “princess” etc
- you help him run the casino too at times if he would get too stressed
- he doesn’t want to bother you but you insist on helping
- “it doesn’t feel like working when it’s with someone you love”
- loves giving you hugs from behind too, planting a soft kiss on your neck at times
- he’s not afraid to show you off either
- he’ll have you gently placed on his lap whenever he’s sitting down wherever it’s with customers, staff members etc.
- if he’s doing work in his office he’ll have you placed on his lap whilst his chin rests on your shoulder doing whatever he’s doing
- he truly does think of you as his prized possession and he cares for you sm <3
- i also feel like he’d be surprisingly good with doing hairstyles etc
- but i also feel like that’d be false at the same time tho cuz i mean his haircut atm isn’t doing my head canon any justice..
- sorry i love sigma i didn’t mean for that to be slander, anyways 😭
- he would just love playing with your hair, doing styles with it putting clips in it and what not
- would also spoil you with SO much clothes
- very fashionable ones too cuz his outfit is just 💋💋
- his love language is probably acts of service or quality time
- just loves doing stuff for you and he enjoys most of his spare time with you
- bottom line is : he always has a smile on his face when he’s with you <33
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saw444kowo · 7 months
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daydreaming about dad bod mark...
content: gn reader, mentions of pregnancy/adoption if you dont like pregnancy (cuz i personally dont so lets say you both adopted a kid), husband!mark au, loverboy mark overall <3333 + slightly insecure mark
wc: 540
dt: @unabashedcroissanttreefan
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you and mark have been married for a few years now, and since you couldnt get pregnant, you both agreed to adopt a kid.
now, Chloe, your child, was sleeping peacefully in her room, while you were chilling in the living room.
"y/n?" mark asked on an unsure voice "can i ask you something?"
"sure" you reply, putting away the book you were reading. "is something wrong? you never call me by my name unless something is wrong."
he sighs and looks at the ground, as if he was ashamed.
"mark" you say on a soft and reassuring tone, reaching out to hold his hands. "you can tell me, whatever it is, there's no need to feel ashamed about it."
"do you... still think i'm attractive?" he asked after a few moments of hesitation.
"well of course!" you hurried, your face softening. " why would i not anymore?"
"well... this is such a dumb reason, but hear me out, okay?" (you nod) "you know, yesterday, when i was training with my dad, he told me something along the lines of "you've been slower since you're married and youre a parent" and my brain somehow took this as him indirectly telling me i took weight, which i have to admit is kind of true but-"
"mark" you interrupt him, your voice firm yet soft, which made him look at you with poeading eyes, as if he was starting to cry. "is this why you didnt attend Chloe's bi-yearly beach event last year? (he nodded, and you gently cupped his face.) "listen, i will love you regardless, okay?"
"but this is not the man you fell in love with!"
you felt your heart shatter as you felt the distress in your husband's voice.
"listen, i- i dont give a shit what you look like, okay?" you reassure him on a soft tone. "you are a dad now. so, since you calmed down on hero duties,its totally normal to lose a little shape. and i'll tell you what, ive always loved dad bods. and thats totally fine! i get that it freaks you out because physical change in oneself can be scary, but dont you never doubt my live for you just for a tiny bump" (idk if bump is the correct word but you get the point)
"you really think so?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, uncertain of what you might reply.
"of course i do, silly! and ill repeat it until you start believing it!!" you cheerfully exclaim.
"thank you, y/n, you're the best,you know that?" mark reolied as he reaches out to you to hug you tightly.
"i know. im glad the question is settled then! now, do you want to go to the beach with Chloe and her friends? you don't have to if you donr want to of course, okay?" you reassure him as you gently squeezed his hand.
"ill come. go first with her, ill join you later!" he said with a soft smile.
you then headed towards your daughter's room to wake her up.
"y/n?" mark interrupts you, you then turned to face him. "i love you, you know that?"
"i know" you reply softly, "i love you too"
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i was half asleep when the idea popped in my mind... you know i had to give my man some comfort... please reblog if you liked the fic, if you do ill give you a cookie and a lil (consented) kith
have a nice day/evening and dont forget to drink water!!
( ゚∀゚)人(゚∀゚ ) with love from katsu, going offline!
- @k4katsujin
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ssundayz · 3 months
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henloooo sunday kisser!( ´ ▽ ` )/ i hope you've been dinking oiter and taking breaks!!Can I ask for what kind of dates would jing yuan,gepard and luka take their s/o on?tysm and have a nice day/night :3
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✦ DATES – ft. jing yuan, gepard, luka.
───── a/n: HI Y-GENERAL-KISSER-UE. i’ve been dinking oiter and taking breaks, you better be too. <3 i’m not Too familiar with the three of them so i really hope i did them justice wuauauaua, have a good day lil meowmeow!!! i hope these are to your liking teehee ───── cw: none / wc: 540~
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───── JING YUAN – garden date, relaxed and tranquil, yet still playful.
The field stretches wide. Your problems are beyond the walls surrounding the garden – it’s just you and Jing Yuan, a board of star chess between you and cups of warm tea. The yellow leaves dance around you and fall with a light, whirring breeze. Jing Yuan’s hair flutters in the wind, a little bird peeking at you from where it’s buried at his nape. Curious, beady eyes inspect you. When Jing Yuan lifts his finger to it, the finch takes a perch.
His hand moves to you, and the curious bird takes another short moment to survey you before it takes a seat on your shoulder. Its feathers brush by your neck as it poofs and begins to preen without any worry – you shudder a bit at the new sensation. Jing Yuan laughs. And if you didn’t know him well, you wouldn’t have noticed that one of your pieces was not in the same place it was before. 
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───── GEPARD – flowers and a meal; clumsy, but just what you love.
In Belobog, flowers are a novelty – the frost smothers them before they even sprout. But people have found ways to nurture them in this terrible weather – with perseverance and love. It is a temporary pleasure, yes – but nonetheless a symbol and a wish for long lasting love. The bouquet Gepard gave you was tucked to the brim with beautiful white flowers, pristine as the white snow, but a much kinder tint.
They suit you. He can’t help but fluster as you lift a bulb from the bundle to your nose to smell it – the smell of a season that never comes, but also the smell of hope. When you look up again, you can’t help but notice that Gepard has gone bright red. He quickly offers you his hand then, almost knocking the bouquet out of your hands – his mortified look makes you laugh. The wrapping got caught on a loop on his sleeve. You wonder if you’ll make it to the restaurant in time.
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───── LUKA – here and there, a bit of everything; energetic and adventurous. 
There’s no plans – it’s hard to make any in the Underworld. That was never a problem for Luka – he can make anything work. Where’s the fun when everything is planned anyway? He picks you up from home, and you walk into the unknown. Despite the unpredictable nature of the Underworld, you know that you’ll be safe with him, whatever trouble may meet you on your path. (Your sleep always happens to be fruitful after a night of hanging out with Luka. His style is exhausting, but fun nonetheless.)
Hook–eh, Pitch-dark Hook the Great tugs on your sleeve, pulling you to aeon-knows-where – the sound of boxes crashing ahead makes you sigh to yourself. When you send a perplexed look to Luka, he looks similarly puzzled. Julian’s hand is wound in his jacket, and he’s just as helpless as you. You never signed up for troubleshooting, but it’s become a bit of a hobby – at the end of it, you and Luka will have many stories to tell and laugh about. Your adventures almost sound like out of a storybook.
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runa-falls · 2 years
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high and dry
summary: lloyd doesn't take shit from anyone, including you
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pairing: lloyd hansen x reader
rating: explicit 18+ (DNI if you’re under 18 -.-)
warnings: SMUT [18+], fingering, hickies/bruises, short tempered!lloyd, mild choking, dumbification, unsatisfying ending
wc: 540
a/n: okok this gif---the fact Lloyd literally doesn't put up with any shit and casually takes out a guy bc he's making a fuss-- damn, it's so thot-provoking.
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A firm hand forces your hips down as he rapidly thrusts his perfectly ringed fingers into your sopping cunt, filling the room with lusciously wet sounds as you drip around him, forced to take everything he’s giving you.
Your eyes roll back as he rams right against your soft spot, body convulsing with every thrust. If your mind weren’t so fucked out, you’d find it cute how his tongue peeks out from between his lips, ‘stache twitching, as he focuses on defiling you. 
All thoughts are glazed over by a lecherous fog, every neuron numbed. You squeeze a handful of the bedsheets trying to ground yourself, the bed quaking under you.
He catches you off guard, pushing your legs to your chest, hitting you impossibly deeper from this angle. Your foot involuntarily jerks against his body, pushing against him from the intense pleasure. 
It only takes a second for you to realize that you’ve made the wrong move.
He abruptly pauses his actions, fingertips static in your warmth, slick still dripping down his wrist. You whine out, attempting to rock your pinned down body into his, desperate for your orgasm. His jaw is clenched in irritation, eyes still trained on the way you leak onto the bed sheet. 
“What did I just fucking say?” Even though he’s talking to you, he refuses to meet your sheepish gaze, knowing it would only make him more pissed off. “Hm?” You remain dead silent, afraid to make another move as a dangerous tension rolls off him.
He finally turns to you, digging his fingers into your skin as he firmly grasps your throat. You squirm under his hand, blood pounding in your ears. 
“Hello? Are you fucking deaf?” You look delectable when you’re scared shitless, always so obedient, so pathetic.
“N-no moving.” You squeak out, voice struggling against his harsh grip.
“Hm? What was that?” He leans closer, grip letting up so you can speak louder. You wet your lips at the condescension in his voice, reveling in Lloyd’s cruelty. 
You delicately clear your throat, “No moving, or I can’t cum.”
“That’s right, bunny.” His fingers relax, languidly brushing down the newly purpled skin to your sternum. “You’re so lucky I’m such an understanding man. I should just shove your dumbass back into your cage, but you’ve been a good girl all week, haven’t you?” You nod eagerly, feeling his other hand rub over the spot you need him most, pressing delectably against your clit.
“Let’s try again, hm?”
Lloyd’s mustache drags down your throat as he nips and sucks the velvet skin into his mouth, marking you in every blank space he can find. You’re so close, barely hanging on by a thread as he pushes you toward the edge.
You moan out as his expertly tailored polo brushes against your pert sensitive nipples, fingers fiercely locked around the duvet. You arch your back with a sob, craving the contact, so desperate to finally cum. 
Lloyd freezes above you, only giving you a second to realize what’s happening before he rips his hands away.
He shoves himself off of you, immediately walking out of the room as you watch from the bed, hair mussed all around you, laying in shock. 
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orbital-inclination · 6 months
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hii how u doin!! molt and rem, M for the ask thingamajig :3
I'm doing good, thank u for asking! Prompt: M. When it rains/snows/storms (thunderstorm) Wc: 540 Ft. Babybones Rem (and Molt), career criminal in the making! the sillies <3 —————————
Molt felt the first drop of water on the bridge of bone between his eye sockets. It was cold, and unexpected enough that he gasped. Sucking in a startled breath.
“What is it?” he heard Rem say, then. “Oh...” as his brother no doubt looked up. There was a rumble, a deep rolling thing he felt echo in his ribcage like some great beast was snarling above him. “I’m going to take your hand and then we’re going to run for it.”
Molt nodded and waited for his brother to take his hand, and then, they ran. Down a path that felt like hard and coarse clay, pebbles and leaves and the errant twig crunched under his boots. A fern lashed at his legs. Before he knew it, one drop of water became a dozen, then a downpour, and his clothes were soaked through and there was nothing more miserable than being drenched in corrupted magic AND cold water.
His brother took a sharp right. “Here! Duck your head a bit and crouch down. Low ceiling.”
At this, he brought two tendrils up, and felt along what felt like a long plank of wood that met another, like a fence. It was the edge of... a crate?
“It’s a wagon,” Rem told him, once he’d ducked underneath the overhang. Rem sat down. He brushed against his knees as he settled down next to him and leaned back against the spokes of a wheel.
“Is the sky dark?” he whispered.
“No,” his brother said, whispering back. Something about thunderstorms made you want to whisper. It was a game they played when they were younger, and Molt didn’t feel too old for it yet. The idea you could hide from thunder made him feel safer, so it only made sense to whisper too.
“You’re lying,” Molt said.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are. You are using your ‘don’t be scared but really I’m scared myself’ voice.”
“I have no such voice!” but Rem wasn’t really upset. He was just embarrassed that he’d been caught.
Molt nodded. “We can be scared together.”
“I just told you, I’m not—“ he was cut off but a quaking boom, so loud and near Molt felt his teeth ache with it. They both jumped, but Rem was the only one who yelped. Molt was too polite to mention it.
A couple of deep growls answered the first thunderclap, the sound faded and the quick-step pulse of his soul slowly calmed.
“… what if someone moves the wagon?” Molt asked.
“No one is moving the wagon,” Rem told him firmly. It sounded like he was partially trying to reassure himself too. “And if some farmer is crazy enough to go anywhere in this weather we’ll just hitch a ride in the back.”
“…won’t we have to pay a fee?”
He practically heard Rem roll his eyelights. “Walking and shortcuting is free. Why would we pay to go anywhere? We go where we like.”
That kind of logic was really hard to argue against.
The sky rumbled threateningly.
“But we’ll wait for the storm to pass first.” Rem conceded. And if Rem sat a little closer to him until the storm passed, Molt was too polite to mention that too.
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idlesana · 8 months
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short intro!
hiii i’m nai, twenty yr old wlw twice ult :]
writing for twice exclusively, but open to asks about other groups!
asks are always open, i love to chat w u all :p
men dni + minors dni | master list below!
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☆ nayeon
magnitude | wc: 577
love in winter (cold in the streets) | wc: 633
☆ jeongyeon
☆ momo
rest and relaxation (and helpless practicing) | wc: 474
☆ sana
one call | wc: 784
mercury p1 | wc: 1616
dear sana, i know about your affairs | wc: 2663
killing me softly (with her song) | wc: 4546
heavy leather | wc: 1773
all mine | wc: 1684
enough | wc: 686
oceanside | wc: 3111
fairy of shampoo | wc: 3006
long lost (i’ve found you again) | wc: 1524
moonlight | wc: 974
post-‘party’ romantics | wc: 578
☆ jihyo
home safe | wc: 540
☆ mina
in elegance and beauty | wc: 719
☆ dahyun
☆ chaeyoung
cats and dogs | wc: 325
☆ tzuyu
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zorosbeau33 · 1 month
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Valhalla Calling~ Todoroki Shoto Song Timestamp
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❖ MHA/BNHA, Shoto Todoroki x Gender Neutral Reader
❖ Timestamp, Fluff
❖ Tw: Alcohol
❖ wc: 540
❖ @d0uble0hd0nut @tojiseviltwin @kimnamshiks ❖ Masterlist ❖
. ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ ⋅˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
Inspired by the Song Valhalla Calling~ All characters are college age or older~ Rating 18+
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The deep thrum vibrated through the soil, rocks shivering with each blow. The air itself seemed to tremble with the rolling boom of the mallets striking the skin of the drum. Fifty voices rumbling in unison, tones full of vigor and anticipation of battle. His fingers dug into the cloth of his pants, hair standing on end as he watched the men and women twirl around the fire and stamp their booted feet into the deep grass of the verdant field. Nothing had prepared them for such a sight, the mead burning through their veins causing a fire to fill even his tempered blood. Todoroki took several shallow breaths, back straightening as a maiden danced past him her voice falling and rising with the enthralling cadence.
“Are you okay?” Shoto looked over at you bewildered, pupils dilating as his breath came out in icy puffs. It took him several moments before he could simply nod, gesturing weakly with one hand at the gathering they had joined. He’d never felt such a call in his gut with simple music before today. Now on as he clutched his mead horn tighter, Todoroki felt life blazing in his chest and coursing through his limbs in a deep beat like a heartbeat. Driven further into a frenzy with the measured drumming and pounding all around him he wasn’t sure how to impart his feelings. 
The mission had been an easy one, find the source of where the illegal drugs had been stemming into the world from. Now on the international task force, you both had met many interesting individuals and mission complete, villains locked away, and drugs safely dealt with you had taken up the offer of the Norwegian team leader and his partner to attend a party to celebrate. He had not explained that it would be a historic party, honoring the Vikings to which several of the team members took their hero persona and family history from. The town had welcomed you all eagerly and now hearing the voices of the throng lifted together in song and dance, well Todoroki could certainly feel “Valhalla Calling” him as well.
Your gentle touch to his cheek helped ground him for a moment and he sucked in a deep breath before the flickering firelight and sonorous call could stir him further to battle or what else he did not know. Closing his eyes he concentrated upon the subtle scent you had dotted upon your wrists in preparation for the party, and the cool of your palm against his heated cheek. His heart still seemed to beat in time with the drums however his head felt clearer upon opening his eyes. The heat that had radiated from his skin was milder now and he gave you a tiny lopsided smile. 
“Thank you.” He whispered, perhaps it was the mead, or maybe the enchantment of the music but he lost his usual iron-clad walls and leaned in placing a gentle but sensual kiss on your lips. His arm sliding around your waist, Todoroki would remember that night forever as the night the Viking songs of yore drove him to finally live in the moment and profess his ardent passion for you as more than just a friend.
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