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fallingdownhell · 1 year

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Could I request reader getting mad and giving a scathing "the reason you suck" speech at someone who's discrediting her man with Diluc, Kaeya, Al-Haitham, Zhongli and Childe?

Uhhh, someone likes to be feisty.. I see how it is. Sometimes you just gotta let all that pent up anger out, preferably at someone who deserves it. I got you <3

Characters Included: Diluc; Kaeya; Alhaitham; Zhongli

Content: gender neutral reader; cursing; cussing out people; nothing else, I think

Word count: 2,6k words

Thank you for your request!<3

Diluc

Diluc sighed as he put away the last dried glass onto the shelve behind him, finally being able to breath properly.. or at least that's what he had hoped for, but a particular customer was being really roudy today.

The man in question was a travelling bard, originating from Fontaine, who recently came to Mondstadt. He begged Diluc to let him perform at Angel's Share, hoping to make some money to continue his travels.

Diluc agreed after some time, yet immediately regretted it once the man started "singing". It was so out of tone, just horrible to listen to. Worst part was that, after getting paid, the bard instantly burned all of his earned money on drinks.

He got drunk rather quickly, now being loud and rude to the other customers who were starting to clear up the place since it was close to closing time.

You had been sitting on one of the tables on the lower level, a little bit further away from the crowd, but as things started to clear up, you went and sat on the bar, waiting for Diluc to finish up so you could both go home together.

After a few more minutes, it was only you and Diluc, plus the drunk man left in the tavern. Diluc tried to get him to leave kindly at first, but the man didn't respond too well to his request.

"The fuck do you want from me, you fucking asshole? Get the fuck out my sight and get me another drink!", he hiccuped in between his sentences.

When Diluc refused to serve him any more, he got even more agitated. "The fuck's that supposed to mean? Do you talk to all your customers like that you dick? 'm surprised you still got patrons, the booze isn't even that great here!"

You've had enough of it at this point. You listened to his shit far too long today, and you kept your mouth shut. But when it comes to him insulting and downplaying your boyfriend, that was were you drew a line.

So, without a word, you got up and stepped in front of Diluc, getting between the two men. As the drunkard was staring at you, confused on what you wanted from him, you took a deep breath in.

"The only asshole I see around here, is you! You ruined everyones evening today! Your so called "singing" sucked ass, and you reek of alcohol. No wonder no one wants to interact with you with how aggressive you're getting. Now, you better hurry the fuck out before I go completely insane on you calling my boyfriend such things, you coward!"

The two man looked at you, one with surprise but also some sense of pride, while the other became scared. He shrinked more and more with every word that left your mouth and by the end of your speech, he was hurrying to get out of his seat and left the tavern as quickly as his shaky feet would let him.

You sighed and turned around, facing Diluc now. "I'm sorry. I know you could have handled that yourself, but it just pissed me off how he was talking to you."

Diluc just smiled down at you, pulling you in for a quick, passionate kiss. "Don't apologize. I quite enjoyed seeing this feisty side of you. Just don't let it become a habit."

You blushed but nodded at him, which only made him chuckle. After that, you helped him finish to clean up, then went home with him. It may have been just your imagination, but you thought that he was holding you a bit closer to him this night...

Kaeya

You have been growing more and more irritated throughout the entire day as you witnessed your boyfriend Kaeya running through the city.

That was already an odd enough thing for him to do, since he was normally locked in his office the entire day. You didn't know what was going on, but still kept an eye on him whenever you saw him running by.

He didn't seem stressed or agitated, so you didn't mind too much, so long as he wasn't going to do any more overtime.

But then later, you noticed another man approaching Kaeya every so often, especially as he got closer to the end of his work day. It wasn't a knight or other shop keeper, as Kaeya had been talking to almost only those people the entire day for whatever mission he was currently on.

The man was just a normal civilian, walking up and talking to Kaeya. At first, it seemed like a normal conversation, but every time he walked up to your boyfriend again, he got progressively louder and angrier each time.

You weren't exactly happy with the situation, but you also knew that your boyfriend could handle it on his own, which was the only reason why didn't walk up to them to give that guy a piece of your own mind.

That, however, changed when you stumbled into them again. The two of them were currently standing just outside the main city gates, the two guards who keep watch looking between each other, not knowing what to do, as that guy was now full on screaming at Kaeya.

Seeing that, you wouldn't take that. If Kaeya wasn't about to tell off that man for his blatant disrespect, then you would.

You had no idea why the guy was being that way in the first place, but you also didn't care.

As you got closer to the group, his shouts became clearer to you, now understanding what he was saying.

"... damn knight of Favonius! What are you even good for, except exploiting us citizens? And you! You're the worst of them all!"

"Now, now. How about we all calm down first, and then-!", Kaeya tried to calm the man down, but he wasn't having any of it.

"No, I'm not gonna calm down! I am rightfully upset and you can't tell me what to do, Mister Knight!", the guy said in a mocking tone, it was clear he was looking down at all of them.

This was also the moment you arrived at the scene, as well. Walking straight past the two guards and Kaeya. You could feel their confused looks on your back, but you ignored them as you came to a hold in front of that guy, your face looking furious. Before he could take a breath to start another one of his monologues, you cut in.

"You shut up right now! I don't know what your fucking problem is, but I've had enough of you following around and bothering my boyfriend, yelling and insulting him." You pointed a finger to his face as you leaned more towards him, making the man back up a little, to try and get away from you.

"Is your life so miserable and boring that you have to take your frustrations out on other people? Do you have nothing else to do? Are you just that pathetic?"

You looked at him, eyes stone cold as you expectantly waited for him to answer. The guy looked from you, to Kaeya, then back to you, before he turned and ran away from the situation.

"Hmpf. That's what I thought..", you mumbled under your breath, turning around and walking into the city again, but not before grabbing Kaeya's hand and pulling him along with you.

He let you do so, having the biggest of smirks on his face as he witnessed the scene unfold before him. He made a mental note to applaud and thank you later, when you two were in the privacy of your home again..

Alhaitham

He wasn't cut out for the role of Acting Grande Sage..

Not only did he himself say that all of the time, complaining about the increase in work he had to accomodate. But all the other sages were saying the same thing, complaining to others about how Alhaitham wasn't doing enough, how he had to commit himself to the Act more.

Your boyfriend, however, paid no mind to those people, even less their complaints about him. He has already resigned from the Role of Acting Grande Sage and was only waiting for a new candidate to be chosen so he could finally step down and return to his work as the Scribe of the Academiya.

Currently, you were walking down the hallways of the Academiya, going for the elevator that would take you to the upper levels, where Alhaitham's temporary office was situated. Since he got his promotion, you always went to fetch him after the work day was done so you two could walk home together.

As you were riding the elevator upwards, you started hearing voices, getting louder and louder the closer you got to your destination. You were confused about the meaning of this, but you were bound to find out very soon.

As you arrived, you realized that Alhaitham seemed to be currently in a very heated argument with two other, older scholars. Well, more like the two of them were aggressively talking to him, while he remained silent.

Alhaitham was the only one to notice your arrival, seeing as the other two were too absorbed into their own little world, telling off your boyfriend.

You started approaching his desk, Alhaithams eyes following you as you walked up the stairs.

One of the scholars then noticed his attention wasn't on them anymore, which only served as fuel to his already bad mood and his manors.

"What, so the Acting Grande Sage now thinks he's better than us, so he doesn' have to pay attention to the "simple" people? You better turn your attention back to us because we are far from done here. I don't care if it's gonna take all night, but you have to do your work just as much as everyone else here. Just because you helped our Archon does not make you better than anyone else!"

His outburst ticked you off as you come to a sudden hold behind those two scholars, who still haven't noticed your arrival at the scene. It was silent for a few seconds as noone said another word after this.

Originally, you planned to ignore those scholars, simply walk around them to greet your boyfriend and take him home with you. But after that, it didn't feel right not to say anything.

Alhaitham noticed your change in demeanor as well. He leaned back with a slight grin on his lips, planning to enjoy what was going to follow.

"And what do you think gives you the right to talk to other people like this?", you said, tone noticeably pissed off. The scholars turned around, surprised by your sudden presence. Yet, you didn't give them a chance to answer, you just continued on.

"He is better than you, in one aspect, at least. He can hold his temper and treat other people with respect. Unlike you, he doesn't go around insulting and blaming other people for apparently not doing their work. Which isn't even true, what do you think he's doing here all day? Now, if you have nothing smart to say, please excuse us."

Upon ending your tirade, you look over to your boyfriend pointedly. He got the hint, got up and walked over to you. You took his hand as you led him towards the elevator, leaving those two scholars behind, who looked dumbfounded at you still.

You paid them no mind, however, as you tried to focus on your breathing, trying to calm down on the ride to the lower levels. After a few moments, you felt Alhaithams arm wrap around your waist.

You knew he wasn't the biggest fan of PDA, but in this situation, it seemed he could make an exception. You smiled at him, leaning against his side a bit more, but you still failed to notice the grin that was still plastered on his face from witnessing this scene...

Zhongli

Seeing as your boyfriend is the Ex-Geo Archon of the nation of Liyue, he naturally had a very expanded knowledge accumulated over the years he's been alive.

Nowadays, after giving away his gnosis, he likes to subtly share that knowledge with other people and scholars when he's not busy at his place of work.

Often times, when meeting with other scholars to discuss some topics he asked you if you wanted to accompany him. He accepts whichever answer you give him, not expecting anything from you, but he does enjoy your presence at his side.

Today, he had been invited onto the Pearl Galley to discuss some topics on ancient Liyue history with some scholars from Sumeru, and he asked for your company again.

Since you had nothing else planned for the day, you agreed to his invitation, setting off so you wouldn't miss the event shortly after.

Usually, during those meetings, you always set beside him, respectful of the people around you and the fact that you were out in public. However, somewhere along the way, you always ended up sitting in Zhongli's lap. Wether it was because you were growing uncomfortable on your chair, or simply because Zhongli wanted you closer to him, didn't matter. It just happened..

And so it did today as well. At some point, you were getting a bit bored, having heard the storys of the current topic from your boyfriend a few times already, so you decided to climb onto his lap and doze off a bit.

Zhongli didn't bat an eye to it, having already expected something like this to happen. Other people threw some weird glances at the two of you, but didn't say anything else, deciding to just turn back to the conversation at hand.

You dozed in and out while Zhongli held you, listening to the conversation only with one ear. That was, until one man decided to spring up from his table, slamming his fist down, hard. The sudden sound startled you, opening your eyes again to locate to source.

The man was standing, his head red as a tomato as he seemed furious about something. Confused, you looked at him, then around at the table. Zhongli remained utterly calm as he continued to stare at the guy, while the other scholars remained seated but tried to calm down their companion.

"No! Fuck off! Where do you think you're taking the right to just state your theories like they are proven facts? I know you're old as fuck but that doesn't give you the right to disregard our hard work and own theories like that, you bastard!"

The guy yelled, grabbing the attention of the entire ship. People around you started to whisper, now totally engaged within the situation. You were baffled at his words, turning to look at your boyfriend who seemed to be unbothered by it. He didn't seem like he was going to say anything..

But you just couldn't let that stand..

"The only bastard I see around here, is you! What, just because someone doesn't share your opinion and challenges you, you freak out and start to insult them? That's pathetic behaviour, if you ask me. Go and cry about it to your mommy and daddy, since they obviously handle everything for you."

At your words, the guy grew even more furious, but he was also rendered speechless. Before the situation could escalate any more, his other friends dragged the guy away, leaving only you and Zhongli back at the table.

People around you looked for a while more until they started to settle back, turning to their own business again.

You were still sitting in your boyfriends lap, mumbling under your breath, when he leaned down to you and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Thank you, Darling. You didn't have to do that, but I appreciate you defending me all the same."

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m1ssunderstanding · 3 months

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Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 2.2

Prettyyyyy

Maybe John's not actually crazy for thinking Hey Jude is to him? “For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder.” fool is, in my tin hat world, often a code name for Paul in their songs. And that description is certainly him to a t actually. I wonder why I've never considered it before.

John: are you happy here, honey? Paul: I ain't happy here my honey, can you take me back? How many songs does Paul write from 1968 on about trying to go back? One day I'm going to make a list and it'll be a long one.

And thus begins the phase of they just can't help it, can they? But they really wish they could. They make each other so so happy, but they really wish they didn't. It would hurt less that way.

I love the comparison of Linda's pictures of everyone else and then of John. It just shows that it's not a her problem – that's such a lovely one of George, who Hates Yoko – it's how he feels about her.

John, coming up with every possible weapon to provoke Paul, finally has Yoko sing Paul's part in one of their songs. It really is such a slap in the face. But of course breaking the sanctity of their music is what does it best. And still, all he gets out of him is a look before he walks away. Whatever it is that John wants, I think Paul literally can not give it to him.

Btw the white album is my favorite, probably. There's just such incredible diversity on it. It's so much fun, you never get tired of it, and it's an excellent display of their genius and versatility.

He looks like an abandoned puppy.

What do we think? John says Paul drummed on WDWDITR. Paul says Ringo did. Who is telling the truth?

“It was getting to be where he wanted to do it like that but he couldn't make the break . . .” So John thinks Paul doing his songs by himself means he wants to break the group up? I personally read it as him not wanting to annoy everyone with his bossiness, but that's just my take.

John talking about how it's him and Yoko now, but before, it was . . .

George needs to send them a cease and desist notice or he'll sue them for breech of character the amount of times they drag him into things he's not a part of. Especially if they're not going to even fucking spare him a glance in reality. Please and thank you, Hare Krishna.

Paul's epigraph on the two virgins cover. “Battles to prove he was a saint”? What kind of passive aggressive shit is that, Paul?

The eternal question: what happened in India? And does John really not know? Or is he just unwilling to tell what happened to rolling stone?

Somebody please engage with that poor little boy, preferably, you know, his father. Ugh, Cynthia must've had so much anxiety watching that footage, or really any time Julian was with John. And that footage is placed in the doc right after a pic of Paul already being Heather's dad just so naturally.

But hell, if I've ever seen attention-seeking behavior, this is it. Singing about wanting to die while seductively undressing the closest thing Paul would've had to career competition at the time.

I'm sorry but it will forever be hilarious to me that when John's singing his part of “I've Got a Feeling” with Yoko it's “soft dream” and then with Paul it's “wet dream”. How John and Yoko tricked everyone into believing they were too horny for each other to control themselves is beyond my imagination.

On the day John plays their sex tape, “Unusually, Yoko is not present.” LMAO girl same. John: I'm going to play our sex tape for the band tomorrow. Yoko: oh was that tomorrow? Damn, I forgot, I have a thing.

“Well that's an interesting one.” What did John honestly expect, though? Like I know he wanted Paul to be like, “that's it! Enough is enough I'm taking you home and doing you right!” Or whatever. But what did he honestly, realistically expect?

Always saying the same things at the same time, always on the same page, same word. About everything, it seems, except their relationship.

Paul: but you won't say anything about it. John: I said what I've been thinking. Paul: Are you still thinking that now? What are you thinking now? John: I'm still thinking about it. Infuriating. Whatever it is John's been thinking, he doesn't want to talk about it in front of cameras. Is it quitting the band? I think it's something more complicated than that but I've no idea what.

“John, John, joooooohn!” X “Martha my Dear” crossover my beloved. The fact that literally Everyone reacts and tries to get her to stop except Paul is so extremely telling. Yoko: joooooohn! Ringo: He's busy! Yoko: joooooohn! John: Stop that! (And he looks and sounds genuinely pissed) Yoko: joooooohn! Paul: (plinking and pounding away, definitely not thinking thoughts about what he would do right now if he was a girl that will come out of his mouth fifteen years later)

Everyone's trying to figure out the problem with George vs JohnandYoko and Paul's saying “and like with Yoko, they’re real. They mean it.” Linda laughs. “I don't dig that.” You don't, Linda? What about them isn't real to her, I wonder. Does she think they don't really love each other? Or what?

Linda: *Makes fart noise* Go away! Paul: continues to defend them. Neil: everybody cough. See and this is why it sucks that get back was so edited. Because it's important that Paul's defending them here not just going on and on where nobody asked. He knows he's hurt John, and he feels bad enough about it to let him have his mommy with him at all times if that's what he needs.

If what??? Someone needs to force them to finish their damn sentences. Because I feel like he cuts himself off here when (I swear!!) he's about to say what it is that's hurting John so badly.

Anyway, here's where (imo) he's kinda wrong. Where he says "if it came to a push between Yoko and the band, it's Yoko." I think I said it in my get back posts, but I'll say it again. Yeah, if it was Yoko or the band, it's Yoko. But if it's Yoko or Paul filling all the gaps Yoko is currently filling? It's Paul. You know? And I think that's what John wants so badly at this time, actually. Is “a push between Yoko and [Paul]” ending with Paul stepping up for him in some way that he wasn't before, you know?

He really does get it though. John wanting to be as close as possible with Yoko so he doesn't lose her and their connection. Don't forget he does put Linda in his band. He gets it because it was the same with him and John.

I really do think it's a huge myth that they just never talked about feelings or anything serious. Look at them. This is how they talk in a crowded place with their girlfriends sitting right there. They didn't just get through fifteen years of one of the greatest collaborations in history never actually talking. They talked about deep stuff. And frequently.

#paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #linda mccartney #yoko ono #ulm #understanding lennon mccartney

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strawberry-cowmilk · 1 year

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Reaction to mc saying she's pregnant? Like they had NO idea. It's their child, maybe she hide it with magic or something and they generally couldn't tell, if that is okay! It's okay if not,

I just think it's a cute conecpt, like just pretend barbs doesn't look into the future,

Again it's okay is not! No pressure,

Wolf !

Hi, wolf! Of course it's okay! I hope you like it

they find out mc is pregnant after hiding it

-> brothers and side characters x mc (no luke)

mc's gender is not mentioned, but is pregnant, not proof read (somebody lmk if the tag is wrong)

content warnings: pregnancy, mild angst

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Lucifer

he's a little offended (??) hurt (??) that you hid it from him, were you afraid of his reaction or was he scary?

regardless, lucifer loves both you and the child to death from the moment he finds out they exist

he's going to take great care of you (though he might come off as a little overprotective)

if you are standing up for a minute too long he will let you sit down

Mammon

oh no, you were play fighting just yesterday, did he accidentally hurt you or the baby?

when those worries ebb away, mammon is so happy he's telling everyone at rad about it

yes he's sad you hid it for a long time but the happiness is way stronger than the hurt

'mc I'm gonna go to the mall to get baby's first gold bar' 'mammon the baby isn't even born yet-'

Leviathan

of course you hid it for a long time, imagine you're the child and you find out your dad is a gross otaku

you're gonna have to calm him down

it takes levi a while to warm up to the idea, but when he does he's really excited for his baby

he's going to want to read tsl to your stomach as a bedtime story (if the baby is a boy he wants to name him henry too)

Satan

satan is kind of in denial, if you were pregnant he would have known right? why didn't you say something?

he's never thought about being a father, he needs a moment to let it sink and do research on babies

but he warms up to the idea eventually, and he'll be the softest you've ever seen

satan got little children's books and those cute music boxes for when the baby comes

Asmodeus

out of everyone, asmo would me the most upset you tried to hide it

but he loves you and the baby so he forgives you soon

asmo might not know how to be a father at first, but he's willing to learn and raise the baby with you

plus he's going to want one of those maternity photoshoots, but if you don't it's okay

Beelzebub

yes he's not happy you kept it from him but baby :))

beel would do anything to make you and them happy

he's really worried you're going to get hurt though, if you're cooking together beel does not let you pick up a spatula or get close to the stove

also beel loves to hug your stomach, it's basically what he does every night now

Belphegor

he's not happy about it at first because he honestly did not want a child

but seeing you pregnant, realising you'd make a great parent, it changed his mind

belphie gets the best pillows and blankets so you can be comfortable while sleeping

if the baby is keeping you awake belphie will try to calm them down

Diavolo

he understands why you hid it from him, imagine getting pregnant with the demon prince's child- oh no are you scared?

it doesn't matter whether you are actually scared or not, diavolo will take his time to show you all is well, he's really happy to welcome his child

he took a picture of you and your cute baby bump, made it his ddd wallpaper and stares at it when he doesn't want to work

Barbatos

it took him by surprise, but barbatos can adapt quickly

he's really happy to be having a baby with you, he's ready to give you anything you need to make the pregnancy easier

do you want tea, a massage or something else? barbatos has got you

he can't wait to meet his baby, he doesn't want to use his powers and spoil it for himself

Simeon

...so that's why you could eat solomon's soup last week without getting sick

he forgives you for hiding it, surely you had a good reason

simeon loves the baby so much he sings lullabies he used to sing to luke for them already, this man's face physically softens every time he sees the baby bump

but really, maybe you should stay away from food that randomly appears in the fridge that simeon didn't make

Solomon

he's a little upset but that's okay, in all his years he's never felt this happy

he can't wait to hold his little baby for the first time

being a human too, solomon knows plenty of stuff about human pregnancy so that's great

'simeon why are you stopping me I'm just going to offer mc a sandwich I made'

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spacexseven · 1 year

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I'm going BATSHIT for ur demon au omfg imagine poor little reader with a health condition like pots which can cause fainting! I'm curious to see how they would react, I think chuuya would always send his little minions to watch you if he couldn't. Dazai on the other hand wouldn't be hidden about watching you like chuuya he would probs be trailing right be hind you like a guard dog making sure it's poor owner is alright! They're poor little darling is so fragile after all </3

you're so right!!! im just gonna generalize w darling who gets sick often

cw: yandere characters, stalking, invasion of privacy

dazai gets it in his head that you need to be constantly watched, and by him (aka the best guard dog you can ask for), so he follows you around everywhere, sits awkwardly close to you even at home, and watches you at every moment he can (it was a huge struggle to convince him you don't need watching over while showering). going out also means he'll have your hand in his in a tight grip, and never leaves your side. if you do happen to fall in, he takes to the position of nurse with shockingly natural ease. it's annoying when he's constantly coddling you, but there's no escaping nurse dazai once he starts. spoonfeeds you all his very nutritious homemade meals (just...don't ask what's inside), tucks you in before you sleep, insists on reading to you—except the book in question is your journal, and even offers to sing you to sleep. he also makes the most annoying comments about how fragile you are and how much he needs to take care of you and aren't you just grateful that you have such a reliable demon by your side?

chuuya pretends like he could care less. what's new about humans falling ill every five minutes? why should he care? you can take care of yourself; except without you knowing, he's worrying to the extreme. has his followers find him the best medicine to relieve your symptoms, does all the research he can about your illness, and ahs them watch over you when you're out and about. chuuya leaves all the things he's bought for you, including medicine and food and drinks (a giant, expensive care package, essentially) at your doorstep and refuses to admit it was from him. makes you your favorite meals if you're able to eat it and refuses to leave your side when you're resting, just in case. of course, all the while he's making some snarky comment about how you're always sick and dependent on his help :>

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ryker-writes · 11 months

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Ok. Hear me out: the Overblot squad with a reader with a naturally soft ASMR-like voice. I can imagine the bois especially enjoying the reader reading/singing to them

-💀💅

hearing you out anon, and I'm loving it

Riddle:

Riddle really likes hearing you talk

he'll ask you to do a bunch of the speeches at unbirthday parties so he and everyone else can hear your voice

whenever he's feeling stressed, he likes to hear your voice

it really helps sooth him

some of the other Heartslabyul students even bring you around when Riddle is upset to help calm him down

he likes it much more when you read to him, especially because he can enjoy a good story and your voice at the same time

Leona:

he absolutely loves it

he loves to have you talking or singing as he falls asleep

it's like the best way for him to fall asleep

he calls you song bird

there are many times he even fake sleeps so he can hear you talk and listen to your voice

sometimes he isn't even paying attention to what you're saying, he's just listening to the sound of your voice

he will drag you with him just so he can fall asleep to your voice

he gets kinda upset if you stop talking

Azul:

your voice really makes him feel at peace

there are times he likes to have just you in the VIP room with him and have you reading or singing to him

he's going to ask you if you want to work for the lounge sometimes

he just thinks your voice is so nice and it could bring in a lot of money because others will enjoy it too

your voice just calms his nerves, so he may come to you and subtly ask you something just to hear you when he's nervous about something

he much likes it better when you sing and it makes it feel like all his worries just wash away as you sing

Jamil:

this is a service for both him and Kalim

it helps calm the both of them down

for Kalim, it calms down his energy

for Jamil, it helps ease his stress

Jamil is a pretty busy guy, so he likes to have you reading to him while he's doing something

he'll let you choose what to talk about or read while he's doing something like cooking

he won't ask you to sing for him, but he'll never be upset or turn it down when you do

Vil:

adores your voice

Vil thinks you have the perfect voice if you ever want to do any sort of voice acting or asmr videos

he would even help you if you wanted

he always encourages you to do vocal practices to keep your voice well and he'll offer you teas and stuff that are good for your throat

he loves to hear you talk while he's doing something, and he always quietly listens when you sing

Idia:

hypeeee

he also thinks you would be a great voice actor but he thinks more of his anime's and games

may or may not have debated helping you sign up to voice act one of the new characters in his game

Idia himself listens to ASMR some times, and he thinks you're perfect for it

your voice is the only thing he would fall asleep too, but he doesn't sleep often

soooo Ortho may ask you to use your voice to get him to sleep

Malleus:

loves loves it

Malleus absolutely loves you voice and especially loves to hear you sing

he just thinks it's beautiful

Malleus will be very silent while you're talking/singing about anything

he's just carefully listening to every word and the sound of your voice

he loves it even more if you are telling fae stories/legends

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shotokimchi · 1 year

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When Their S/O Is a Seggs God

MINORS DNI

How would they react if their cute lover was like a succubus in bed LMAO Going through some hard stuff so wanted to drop this here to laugh a little JSDFHSDK-

A/N:Sorry for being inactive y'all i swear I'm not ignoring the requests, just preparing for an important exam this year, but I'll be back around Julyyyy

Little side note: Characters are aged up so don't come at me smh

part2 w/Dabi and Midoriya

Bakugo

So we all know that this man doesn't sleep around randomly. My guy dates the "one" for him he's planning to marry you so if you aren't planning about settling down...

Too bad for you missy (Lemme see your ring finger bitch you gonna get wifed up💍)

After taking you out to meet his parents, this chili oil literally falls in love with you (i mean he already did but when he saw how you treated his momma and papa- boy was CHOKING ON HIS HEART❤️) so he decides to take your relationship to the next level.

Needs and excuse to leave early so literally tells his parents that he has a bad case of diarrhea ( Do ya'll know that video LMAO) and drags you out to his car

Lemme tell you he ran over at least 5 red lights just to have sex with you-

And you are just confused about why he's suddenly acting like a rabid dog i mean he's always acting like one but this time-

"Suki, why is your mouth foaming?"

On the way to your apartment, you had an inner conflict about actually taking him to a vet, you aint planning on telling him that tho.

After finally throwing you onto the shared bed like a sack of flour mf flies for a second in the air like a bloodthirsty mosquito- (the only difference is he's thirsty for the ✨All-mighty pussy juice✨)

Dw tho man asks for your consent because he loves you a lot and doesn't want your first time to be scary and all-

Wait did i say first time?

YES MF THINKS YOU'RE A VIRGIN- but guess what he's about to find out...

Before he can start kissing you, you push him onto his back and rip off his pants and leave a small peck on his lips before riding him like you are in a horse race- Good news gurl you are about to win, no one can compare

Poor man is speechless bc you are literally singing on his dick like you are the headliner in a choir...

And while you are singing you are rhythmically bouncing too LMAO

IM👏GONNA👏PUMP👏EVERY👏SINGLE👏DROP👏OUT👏OF👏YOU

He aint scared no he just swallowed his tongue by accident- cuz you know...

HIS GIRL IS LITERALLY DOING THE DUCK WALK ON HIS DICK (🦆🦆🦆)

WALK THAT FUCKING DUCK Y/N QUACK QUACK QUACK

He decides to grab your hips to slow you down a little bc you are causing an earthquake with a magnitude of 6.9

but instead of slowing you down now you are making him jump on the bed with you too LMAOAOAOAOAO- imagine someone breaking in and seeing two floating figures on the bed

He's like "SLOW DOWN Y/N-"

But nuh uh you are too caught up in your own horny world so you continue to milk him (Fr tho calm down queen aren't those legs tired?🦵)

After cumming for the 5th time he tapped out LMAO-

You gave him a concussion bc of making him bounce for too long KSJFHJSDKFGSDKJHSD- POOR KATSUKI

He was laying there, unconscious with drool dripping down his mouth and it took you three full minutes to realise that he passed out (OMG I'm gone-)

Fly high Katsuki Bakugo 🕊️🕊️

Dw tho you made sure to pamper him the morning after, bringing him a breakfast tray filled with pancakes and a cup of coffee. A cute innocent smile plastered on your face

"Morning, baby!"

Needless to say, he was shocked ( pretty sure he thinks it was the hottest night ever but doesn't wanna hurt his own pride by telling you that)

"WHAT HAPPENED-"

Todoroki

BAHAHAHA OMG OK LISTEN-

So both of you are lovebirds obv because Todoroki would be the most caring boyfriend ever (i'll fight you about this one 🥊🥊🥊) so its impossible not to be in love with him

So pretty baby thinks it's going to be all about kisses, vanilla, sweet loving, him showing how much he cares about you etc.

AND HE IS A VIRGIN

Todoroki being a virgin is such a turn on he trusts you enough to give his first time to you (aw❤️🤍)

...but you didnt know that he was a virgin

I mean come on look at him how can he be a virgin while looking THAT PRETTY

So one time, while you guys were chilling on the couch watching Titanic and snacking on some strawberries together he decides to make the first move and gently holds your hand while whispering sweet things to your ear and then you hear the magical word (open sesame zimzalabim this coochie 🔮)

"Y/n, I wanna do it."

BIG MISTAKE SHOTO VERY BIG- So being the horny queen you are the wicked horny grin makes its way to your lips and baby is concerned Before he can say anything you immediately grab a strawberry and stuff it into his mouth and quickly try to get him off of his sweatpants

Then you work your magic on him by giving him the best and first head of his life ✨ and trust me he is enjoying it very much

Mmmm yes that famous glock glock 60000 GOBBLE UP BABES don't let em Santa Claus looking pubic hair get into your nose tho🎅

Pretty moans were filling the living room while his fingers lock with yours

But the baby was too lost in his own pleasure so he accidentally bit the strawberry and took it out of his mouth

But you noticed so you grabbed a new one and harshly shoved it into his mouth

"Dont. swallow. the. strawberry."

Babies eyes went wide

YOU SCARED HIM

AND IT WAS HIS FIRST TIME TOO

he %100 looked like this-

So now he was drowning in his own pool of saliva trying not to bite into the strawberry while his eyes were rolling at the back of his head (bc of your amazing tongue skills)

Spot the difference between your mouth and a vacuum cleaner

NONE

When i tell you, you were sucking him DRY

like the next Todoroki generation got to the point of extinction

at this point he was trying to pry you off of his dick bc the overstimulation was TOO much lolol

Poor baby accidentally covered the couch with small burns

when you lifted your head to check up on him you were met with a sobbing Shoto

BOY WAS GASPING

Literally thought of bringing him an oxygen tank but decided against it bc he calmed down after receiving your loving kisses You layed his head on your chest while combing through his locks with your fingers, you made sure to give him a great aftercare

"Are first times are this rough?"

You choked on Casper the ghosts dick

"WHAT-" Literally mourned for two hours bc of treating him so roughly LMAO

A/N: I'm done- sorry for the typos if i have any, i was too lazy to edit :p

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Going off your "putting a blanket" head canons... If you take requests may I please ask for confessions where the reader says "I love you" in their sleep... Otherwise just ignore this...

「 summary 」 : confessing your love through sleep

♡ referring to this ! — tags : gn reader, fluff, reader wears lip gloss in vil's part, french i'm not sure i used correctly in rook's part (i don't speak french uhm...), flower language in malleus' part, hello kitty stickers in lilia's part bc i'm a fan — song to listen to : 사랑의 말 love words by 첸 CHEN — characters : third-years

— 5k words in total ! [ ao3 link ]

「 Cater Diamond 」 ─ ♡ First time you stumbled upon a Light Music Club meeting was an exciting and enjoyable experience. Not so long after you found yourself hanging out with its members, humming to songs of different genres and even sharing lyrics of your world’s favorite ones.

─ ♡ You realized you’ve become an honorary guest or some sort of a talisman, so passing by and seeing you laughing along members wasn’t something unusual.

─ ♡ And despite you being a whole club’s sweet best friend every student could say you were especially attached to Cater.

─ ♡ Cater himself adored your obliviousness and chuckled every time you let a little delightful laugh at his compliments regarding your outfit choices or the way you edited your photos.

“Aww Yuu, it’s prohibited to be this cute,” Cater would say, his gaze soft and full of genuine adoration.

“Likewise!” You would reply with a gentle smile of yours and squeeze his hand tightly and cause Cater to crush down mentally.

─ ♡ Today you were scrolling through Cater’s playlist and just when you were about to play an EDM catchy song you saw something out of place. Album’s cover got you thinking the mood was rather gentle, something Cater never listened to (or at least you never saw him doing that).

─ ♡ “Hey Yuu, what bop are we vibing to today?” He asked you while checking on his guitar.

─ ♡ “How about we listen to some ballads today?” You suggested, gaining his full attention on you. “If you don’t mind.”

─ ♡ “Sure thing, bring it on!”

Ephemerally tender music instantly covered your giddiness with a gentle embrace, causing you to relax and close your eyes. You felt Cater bending over you to check what song exactly did you play and smiled.

“The stars are spilling, the light is shining on you.”

He almost whispered these lines but you heard him clearly nevertheless, looking up at him, your eyes shining with pure enthusiasm.

“You could sing it as a lullaby and I would fall asleep instantly. Your voice’s so lulling.”

Cater blinked twice, asking himself whether he was imagining things or did you actually say his voice was… lulling. He expected it to be bright and maybe even loud, but lulling? He chuckled, parting his lips and letting out a soft hum.

“Don’t go too far, I’ll be right there.”

You lowered the song's volume and relaxed on the sofa you were sitting on. Sudden drowsiness welcomed you in its embrace, causing you to fall asleep instantly as you’ve mentioned not so long ago.

Cater observed your delicate features, appreciating the way you seemed so serene. He was about to bring you a blanket and concentrate on composing a new song, but you suddenly mumbled something incoherently.

“Cater…” he managed to recognize his name through your murmur. “I…”

He wondered what he was doing in your little dream and how beautiful it would be to enter it and stumble upon you in a somnolent realm, but he was here, wide awake and giggling at your small talks through sleep.

“I love you.”

His heart skipped a beat, making Cater choke on air for a moment. He bent over to make sure you were sleeping and you definitely were. Or was it him who dreamed of you confessing to him and this was a representation of a tempting illusion unfolding before him?

No, it certainly wasn’t an illusion. You smiled through your sleep and he took your hand in his, placing a little kiss on your palm.

“Always, I love you.”

「 Trey Clover 」

─ ♡ Sweet soft cream which was supposed to be used for meringue was all over your face, and you giggled at how apparently silly you looked, but it didn’t matter much when Trey was laughing alongside you.

─ ♡ You almost forgot you volunteered to help Trey prepare everything for tomorrow’s unbirthday party with how often you would find yourself just messing around and entertaining Trey with your stories which to your delight he enjoyed listening to.

─ ♡ He noticed how sloppy and clumsy your movements were, given how diligently you were fulfilling your overseer duties and taking care of the certain duo and Grim during the whole day.

─ ♡ He threw a quick glance at the copybooks you brought, a sympathetic smile blossoming on his face.

─ ♡ First years always have a lot of tedious homework to do but you still tried to have your foot in both camps and when Trey was performing miracles of culinary magic, you tried your best in order to not to lose your concentration.

─ ♡ Apparently, you weren’t doing great.

Something pricked his chest when he noticed how upset you seemed, dissatisfied with your own work, the cream consistency you willingly volunteered to prepare turned too oily and too much sugary.

He took the towel from the hanger and bent over you, wiping the cream off your face.

Goodness, how adorable you were with those sleepy eyes of yours, pouting a little and yet still looking right into his eyes, you shone with pure admiration.

“I’m sorry, I messed up your work…”

Trey sighed, placing his hands on his hips and smiled at you. As much as he wanted to give you a reassuring hug, you two still were… dearest friends, he wished you thought at least that regarding your relationship.

“Don’t be too harsh on yourself. It’s okay. And if you’re wondering how else could you help then, please take a nap, it’s painful for me to see you being so tired and exhausted. Okay?”

“Oh… okay. But when I wake up I’ll make sure you’re not being too hard on yourself too, got it?”

“Alright.”

─ ♡ You made sure no cutlery or ingredients were on the table and leaned on the table, resting your head on your hands and closing your eyes. You haven’t realized how tired you were, your eyelids feeling leaden.

─ ♡ Trey focused on cooking, occasionally throwing glances at you and smiling every time he noticed how sweetly you were snoring.

─ ♡ He started decorating the tart when the colors of the sky outside the window turned into warm orange hues, announcing an upcoming evening.

─ ♡ He almost used orange-colored cream for the rose-shaped meringue decorations since the image of you sleeping peacefully before him reminded him of a golden afterglow.

He noticed one little cream speck on your cheek, admiring how tender you seemed, and pressed his finger to wipe it but you let out an incoherent sound suddenly.

“Ugh…” you said, your lips parting slightly. “Not the tangerine filling…”

Trey chuckled in delight. Truly, you resembled a little child, apparently recalling a memory of you two making tangerine cake. So unbelievably cute.

“I know you liked it though,” he answered in a small whisper, making sure didn’t wake you up.

“Uhm… Trey…” He shuddered for a moment, something tangling in his stomach at the way you voiced his name so delicately, as if he was a porcelain figurine, ready to break if you would pronounce it a bit louder.

He couldn’t dare to say anything, even think about that, completely immersed in your little somnolent speech.

“I love you… even if you insist on using that stupid tangerine filling…”

A finger he forgot he pressed on your cheek caressed it unwillingly, sliding down to your lips. As he realized what the hell was happening, you smiled gently and giggled softly at his movements, still remaining in Morpheus’ arms.

Ah really, what does he do with you being so absolutely precious?

「 Leona Kingscholar 」

─ ♡ Sevens, you were so annoying.

─ ♡ You caused a whole commotion involving Ruggie and Jack in order to try finding Leona since you had oh so important things you wanted to say.

─ ♡ Leona yawned, rolling over on his bed, his tail resting on his right leg.

─ ♡ Actually, your little murmurings weren’t so irritating as he was claiming every time you asked if he was listening to you.

─ ♡ The way you rambled about your friends or another adventure of yours was kind of pleasant, not to mention your voice resembled a lullaby to him, always being so somnific and gentle.

─ ♡ But surely he would rather let that lizard win in a competition or something than let you know how he felt about being around you.

─ ♡ Stupid herbivore, did you just need to be so—

─ ♡ “Leona!! Finally found you!”

─ ♡ Ah, right, you still were annoying, there’s no denying.

You smiled, making your way towards his bed and taking a seat on it, not even asking since by that time there was no need for such foolish waste of air. Leona wasn’t best with wording, so you got through a ton of “are you that stupid?” and “just sit already or I’ll make you leave” from him.

You smelled nice. Something fresh and coniferous, nothing irritating, maybe even alluring. Your eyes shone brightly, so full of energy, a colorful spectrum of a wide variety of emotions splashing within.

The urge to restrain his tail from wagging against his will was overwhelming and now that was stupidly annoying. Herbivore, are you actually trying to make him fall under your non-magical spell, bewitching him and causing him to admit he was genuinely happy to see you?

He just hummed instead, demonstrating you just enough that he was listening.

“Planning to hide from me? I would find you anywhere.”

And you were so hot for that so it was foolish of him not to accept it.

“Uh-huh,” he answered, closing his eyes. You weren’t upset with his behavior, knowing he has acknowledged you. There was no denying you gained his trust just enough for being so disarmed around you, drowsing with his eyes closed when you were so close.

─ ♡ You searching the whole campus trying to find him became a sweet domestic routine you would often find yourself entertaining with.

─ ♡ Also your ramblings about little things that happened with you during the day turned into something so tender and pleasant that Leona would occasionally grab you, standing in the corridor and speaking to someone, so that the whole college assumed you two were dating.

─ ♡ Maybe you really were, and it was he who actually hasn’t realized but no, alas, you never cared to explain what kind of relationship you two had.

“Hey, are you listening?”

Fun thing is, he actually was, but reflecting about you two was so drainful he preferred to remain silent, his tail the only thing replying to you but you were too busy being a little bit angry at him to notice.

“Fine, sleep, you grumpy cat. I’ll make you talk when you get up!”

First, he wasn’t a cat, and second—

You just have to interrupt his thoughts with your adamant behavior, haven’t you?

He felt the warmth of your body spreading next to him when you laid down, closing your eyes with such a silly angry face he chuckled softly.

He knew his bed was comfortable enough to fall asleep instantly, so there was nothing surprising in you actually drifting into Morpheus' arms. He placed his tail on your leg and observed your gentle features, appreciating what he saw.

“Stupid Leona,” Your lips parted suddenly, and you let out an annoyed noise. Even in your sleep you were scolding him for something oh so important.

“As if,” he replied, not even slightly lowering his voice. “We’re matching in that, herbivore.”

“Why am I… ughm…” Sevens, why even your sleep talks were so cute? “Why do I even… love you… so much…”

Oho, what an interesting statement. Good for you he felt the same. He pulled you close to him, closing his eyes and grinning slyly.

“Me too, herbivore. Maybe I wouldn’t even mind listening to you later.”

「 Vil Schoenheit 」

─ ♡ Somehow you gained unreachable at first glance the honorable ‘Vil’s associate’ title. Or accomplice if you will.

─ ♡ Epel would often ask you how the hell you’ve managed to bewitch the witcher, so that not he observed you not with boiling malicious judgment (really, sometimes Epel was so silly for thinking that way) but with hints of approval instead.

─ ♡ But you truly enjoyed being his ‘accomplice’, appreciating Vil’s work ethic when he took you with him to photoshoots or recording studios.

─ ♡ Today was no exception, and you find yourself resting on the coach and minding your own business in order to not distract Vil during his working hours.

─ ♡ You threw a quick glance at him, standing on the other side of a huge glass almost the entire wall length, adjusting the microphone in accordance with his own height.

You’ve seen idols recording songs in the studios like this, looking a bit domestic and sleep deprived at times, but Vil always made sure he was stunning every second he breathed. Still, you blushed when your gaze flickered over his collarbones, revealing ever so slightly under a faint cerulean-colored blouse. Pleasant warmth spreading on your face caused you to avert your eyes, letting out a little sigh. He was so ethereal in such light colors, you wondered if he ever heard you murmuring to Rook and Epel how fantastically dreamy he seemed, a pristine fairy descended from the pages of ancient fables.

─ ♡ And yet, he was the Vil Schoenheit. A model, an actor, a singer, and first of all, your dearest friend you admired the most. You were sure there was no place for your silly crushes or whatsoever, so you just forced a smile and showed thumbs up when Vil glanced at you before starting recording.

─ ♡ His clear yet audacious voice was so alluringly beautiful so you felt spellbound, dissolving in his new song lines, and closed your eyes, letting his voice guide you straight into sweetest dreams.

An hour passed, and Vil went to the room you were resting in, filling a cup of tea with hot water and taking a seat beside you. You bowed your head in an unnatural position so that Vil was sure you'd be rubbing your neck from the pain on the way home, so he put a pillow under your head, fixing disheveled hair locks from your face.

You were divine in his own eyes. You seemed so natural, so normal and so right beside him.

Vil’s colleague passed by, not even making a try to stop staring at the image of Vil slowly caressing your cheeks and drinking tea casually like it was his daily routine. Vil took a book out of his bag he entrusted you, adjusting your hand rested on the top of it, not noticing how corners of his lips turned upward at the thought of you diligently keeping your duties.

“Mhm…” you mumbled through your sleep, causing Vil to take a glance at you.

You unconsciously snuggled closer to him, carefully touching his perfectly ironed blouse with your fingers even in your sleep.

He allowed you that silly move, chuckling softly and returning his gaze to the book. He wondered if you admitted you were so comfortable around him in your conscious state, too.

“Vil…” you muttered under your breath and he turned to you, making sure you were still sleeping.

He noticed smeared gloss on your parted lips and smiled, slightly cupping your cheek in his hand.

“Yes, dear?” He replied, fascinated by your behavior.

“Ugh… I love you…”

Ah, really. He smiled and decided he needed to fix your gloss, leaving an ephemeral kiss at the corner of your lips.

「 Rook Hunt 」

─ ♡ Ah, look at you being so insanely cute!

─ ♡ He found you in the Pomefiore ballroom, practicing dance moves since you agreed to help Vil with being backup dancer in a new Film Studies Club’s upcoming project.

─ ♡ You sighed, straightening your posture and turning music on, again and again returning to the very beginning. Apparently you had a problem with one little movement you kept on ruining.

─ ♡ You were the only one who thought that, while Rook observed you from the entrance. Fingers pressed to his chin, a joyful smile blossoming with delight splashing in his eyes.

─ ♡ You were absolutely stunning even with sweat drops running down your pretty neck.

You howled in frustration as you stood in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. Rook could hear you counting beats in your head, your hands went up in a sudden movement, and you made the same mistake again, skipping a beat and looking quite down.

As you wanted to try again he approached you, delicately taking your hands in his when you did the same move again, and you gasped a little, turning to him and giggling softly, your voice being a pristine bluebell ringing.

“Rook!” You exclaimed, averting your gaze. Oh, you were so sweaty and exhausted, probably not the best version of yourself to present to him, but Rook viewed you as an absolute divine being, so vivid and blissful.

“Good evening, petite hirondelle,” your hands still were in his. Rook smiled at the pinkish hue dusting your soft cheeks. “Working to the bone as usual?”

“Not really,” you sighed. “I’ve been making the same mistake for an hour or so…”

“I know the way to help you solve this problem,” now that Rook piqued your interest he slightly swirled you, as if in a waltz, and grabbed you by the waist, making you sit on the coach.

“H-hey,” you protested. “I still need to practice more, I can’t be slacking off!”

“My my,” he chuckled, pressing his finger to your lip. “You sure are quite stubborn, aren’t you? Although it warms my heart to see you so persistent about your activities, I’m not telling you to slack off, my dear. I'm advising you to take a rest.”

You thought that maybe he was right. Your eyelids felt heavy, not to mention the sore in your hands after dancing for so long.

“Worry not, I’ll be there to help you when you wake up.”

“Alright, but I’m not planning on taking a nap! I’ll just rest… for a while…”

─ ♡ He chuckled at how fast your consciousness drifted away, your body relaxing after some time you’ve been fighting with yourself in order to not to fall asleep.

─ ♡ Rook smiled in delight looking at your gentle sleepy features and was ready to find a blanket to cover you with, but you suddenly jolted in your sleep, grabbing his hand and mumbling something demandingly.

“Ugh, Rook!..” Your little murmurs were so cute that Rook covered his mouth with his hand, trying to restrain himself from giggling.

“Yes, dear, I’m listening,” he tried answering just out of curiosity. Your furrowed brows were so adorable, not to mention a little pout he was so fond of.

“I… I love you… Let’s… date maybe… mhm..”

Oh Sevens, your words were a pure blessing for him. A sudden sparkle of joy flared up within him, and he didn’t notice how blush covered his cheeks a little, matching him with you.

“What a sweet confession,” he whispered, caressing your cheek, and smiled, deciding to wait for you to wake up and hear those words when you would look straight into his eyes and confess once again.

「 Idia Shroud 」 ─ ♡ Well well… First two hours of having you in his room turned Idia into a blubbering furiously blushing mess, his disheveled hair flickering, bright red sparks fell on your skin, but in the end you found yourself playing with them and enjoying the warmth they radiated.

─ ♡ You didn’t even remember how the hell you made your way into his room and how in the world did you manage to convince him to play games with you.

─ ♡ A vague memory of you claiming you needed his help to beat a new boss in the DLC you bought not so long ago and now it was terrorizing you during sleepless nights, the boss still remaining quite alive and kicking, your ass ahem not letting you to make it any further.

─ ♡ Idia wasn’t opposed to the idea of helping you beat the boss, given he was insanely good with the combat system, but was that necessary to come here?!

─ ♡ Sevens, you were a cuteness hazard, just how could you…

“Dude, you’re hot for hitting those crits, I’m impressed. Like, literally hot.”

“One more shitty pun like this and I’m kicking you out of my room.”

“You already said that a few hours ago when I first came!”

“Jeez just sit still and watch!”

─ ♡ How shameless you were, calling him hot like it was something ever so usual to voice out loud.

─ ♡ And that was extremely hot of you to do, there was no denying.

─ ♡ Ugh, really, he knew he was socially awkward, but he had absolutely no idea about how to… get closer to you at least for a little?

─ ♡ You were so stunning and gorgeous, always making him laugh and being here when he was feeling down, there was no escape route for him to run away from getting a pretty obvious crush on you.

Of course you wouldn’t want him having him as your boyfriend, or even a friend. He had a pessimistic way of thinking, and yet you were here in his room, laughing along with him and making sure he wasn’t slouching too much so his back wouldn’t hurt and cheering him up when the boss’ attacks were hitting hard.

His fingers hurriedly clicked on the console, the combo of punches increased in number, and he was incredibly close to victory.

“Ha! What did you even say about this boss being hard to beat? You just don’t know how— EGH?!”

He felt your forehead thud on his shoulder, and he jolted, screaming in fear.

“Hey?!” He exclaimed, not daring to look at you, the game boss's life indicator kept decreasing on a thin strip. “What the!..”

He suddenly heard you snoring and realized you fell asleep. Seriously, just how did you manage to relax in his presence so that Morpheus took you in his gentle arms that easily?

“Mhm…” you mumbled, not even noticing through your sleep what you actually fell on. “Hey, Idia…”

“What?!” He wondered for a mere second how the hell haven’t you heard him screaming but replied to you nevertheless, the boss was almost over.

“I… I love you…”

“OH SEVENS YOU WHAT?!”

You woke up instantly, gasping and mumbling something incoherently, your eyes staring at the red “YOU DIED” spreading over the screen.

“I just fell asleep and you’re losing already, oh my goodness!.. Hey, what’s with your cheeks? Are you okay?”

Idia didn’t even dare to think what kind of shade of red his cheeks AND his hair were.

「 Malleus Draconia 」

─ ♡ The weather was getting warmer with every new day, presenting an absolutely divine view.

─ ♡ Ramshackle dorm had its own garden, once being beautiful, you supposed, but unfortunately after surviving an extremely cold winter and even rare flowers withered, turning into wrinkled dark petals, causing you only melancholy and sadness.

─ ♡ So you thought you would renovate it all by yourself, thankfully, Sam had flower seeds of all kinds in his shop.

─ ♡ By the current time of the year you already did a great job, and now you were watering a kaleidoscope of multi-colored flowers, the delicate aroma of which instilled inspiration and cheerfulness in you.

Bright green familiar sparks shone under the rays of the golden sun, and you carefully tried to touch them, smiling to yourself and giggling softly, gesturing a greeting to your beloved visitor.

“Good morning, Tsunotarou,” you almost whispered since there was no need to speak loudly.

Green sparkles dissolved, and with a bright flash Malleus appeared before you, giving you a gentle smile.

“Good morning indeed,” he answered, taking his seat beside you when you put the watering can on the ground and sat down on the bench.”I hope I didn’t distract you, child of man.”

“Never,” you replied, appreciating your work and smiling, feeling a little giddy at his appearance.

─ ♡ Malleus’ presence brought calm and peace to you, somehow his only existence could put your thoughts at ease, and you would often find yourself wondering how could you thank him for that.

─ ♡ Little did you know you were already enough with those delightful smiles of yours and all the hard work you put into renovating Ramshackle dorm.

“You’re always so observant with everything you do, child of man. I feel honored to feel so enchanted by the way you manage to impress me.”

“Y-you’re flattering me, Tsunotarou…”

He chuckled at you, who blushed beside him heavily, trying to hide your happy smile.

The silence that suddenly fell between you was not oppressive. You often enjoyed each other's quietness, gestures and glances served as ways of communication instead, so you fixed your eyes on the garden, feeling warmth spreading on your skin under the soft sun rays, and closed your eyes.

“Do you know what white hyacinths and gypsophila mean, child of man?”

Malleus turned his head to you, finding you already asleep. He wouldn't dare to touch you when you were so vulnerable, so he just fixed his gaze on you; an unfamiliar, but apparently unobtrusive sense of calmness bloomed in his chest.

He observed your slightly parted lips and the way your cheeks turned a bit reddish, and wondered why you were so…

“Precious,” he whispered suddenly, his hand stopping midair when you giggled through your sleep, your head suddenly on his shoulder.

“Malleus…” you voicing out his name was something new. He never even thought his own name he heard pronounced in fear, with coy respect or acrid contempt, would sound so tender and genuinely sweet…

He remained silent, finally daring to draw his hand to your chin, caressing it gently.

“The flowers…” you whispered, a little smile appearing on your face after you leaned to his touch. “I hope you… like them..”

“I do enjoy them, thank you, child of man,” he was wondering how far he could go now, since with every word you said something flashed in his chest with a bright firework of joyful emotions.

“Mhm… Love you, Malleus…”

Ah.

He stopped for a mere second before parting his own lips and deciding he couldn’t resist anymore, so he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, apparently waking you up.

“H-huh!.. W-what?..”

“Child of man, let's plant amaranth camellias and lots of forget-me-nots. Together, if you will.”

“Ah? Sure, let’s?..”

He chuckled, taking your hand in his and placing a little kiss on your knuckles. ─ ✿ white hyacinths - constancy. "I'm enchanted forever". gypsophila - caution, timidity. red camelias - passion. "You are the flame in my heart". forget-me-not - memories, true love, sincerity.

「 Lilia Vanrouge 」

“Have you ever tried dying your hair another color?”

─ ♡ What an interesting human being you were!

─ ♡ You were sitting in front of him while he was playing something uncomplicated on the guitar after you gave him your Hello Kitty stickers to decorate it with.

─ ♡ You always wondered how his aesthetic would change if he had bright blue strands or what could happen if he dyed it green?

─ ♡ He would become an embodiment of the Diasomnia whole aesthetics!

“No,” he replied, throwing a quick curious glance at you. “Wanna try dying it for me?”

“Right now?” You gasped and jumped off the chair he suggested you sit on. “For real?”

“Sure thing, sweetie, we just need to find hair dye… I bought it one day.”

─ ♡ After searching his room for hair dye and finding piles of other items of inexplicable nature, it wasn’t even clear what they were intended for, you found red paint and exclaimed triumphantly.

─ ♡ You did all the preparations and made him sit before you, you bending over him and working carefully as if Lilia’s life depended on you.

─ ♡ He closed his eyes, entrusting himself to you, and smiled slyly. Sevens, you were so adorable with that concentrated look in your eyes and careful movements your hands made.

─ ♡ He giggled slightly, causing you to almost freak out because a few bright red drops touched his cheeks, and you had to wipe it with a towel you also found in his drawer.

“How the hell do you look so gorgeous even when your hair is like that? Not to mention the foil pieces.”

“Aww so you do admit I’m gorgeous~”

“Ergh, of course you are!..” You averted your gaze, pouting and trying to hide a sudden blush covering your cheeks. “Anyway! Let’s wait for a while.”

You jumped on his bed, which has become an absolutely usual thing for all the time of your ... let's call it friendship, although neither you nor Lilia obviously regarded your relationship as an ordinary friendship.

The painstaking process of coloring Lilia's hair took a huge amount of energy from you, so that you didn't even notice how suddenly your head was on his pillow, and he chuckled coquettishly, coming up to you and sitting next to you.

“Ho, falling asleep already? Aren’t you in charge of the whole dying process?”

“I’m not falling asleep, you’re seeing things,” you replied with your eyes closed and voice trembling at how tired you were.

Lilia chuckled, slightly poking your cheek and smiling to himself. Goodness, he just couldn’t resist, given how incredibly adorable you were.

Soon enough he found you sleeping peacefully on his bed and planned to wash the dye out of his hair but you mumbled something unexpectedly.

“H-hey, Lilia…” you whispered through your sleep and he turned to you.

“Hm? I’m all ears.”

He approached you, floating midair and wondering how you even managed to fall asleep when the acrid smell of hair dye filled the room.

“I have a shampoo… in my bag…” he giggled at your words. “Take it… I… mhm..”

“Thanks, love,” he answered playfully, actually forgetting where did you place your bag and remaining still to entertain himself a little bit more. No, really, having such a cute friend could be considered a crime.

“Uh-huh…” you replied. “Love you too.”

Now that was interesting. Lilia refrained from pressing his lips to you at that very moment, only for the simple reason that the hair dye smell was still strong enough to wake you up if he moved even a millimeter closer to you.

“Ah really?” He asked instead, a long forgotten feeling of genuine love blossoming in his chest reviving at the moment. “You mean it?”

“Mhm…” you looked so grumpy and adorable. “Love you.”

He touched his finger to his lips, and then pressed it against yours, as if conveying an ephemeral kiss, and covered you with a blanket.

— author's note : i'm sorry for working on this request for so long i hope it would suffice! thank you sm for requesting <33

— tag list : @isacoremeow

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #cater x reader #trey x reader #leona x reader #vil x reader #rook x reader #idia x reader #malleus x reader #lilia x reader

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cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme · 22 days

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I got a Rwby ask for ya for Yang Xiao long, Weiss schnee and Nora Valkyrie with a Male S/O that's Shy like Kobeni from chainsaw man and seems to downplay himself when in actuality he's incredibly strong. I just wanna see His girly just smother him in affection and won't allow him to talk down on himself

I had a fun time writing this, though I'm not sure If I did all to well on it as I'm not really sure if I have a firm grasp of everyone's characters, not to mention I was half asleep when writing most of this.

Now! Your wish is my command!

Yang had to admit, she wasn’t really sure about you when the two of you first met.

You floundered every time someone talked to you, jumped at every little noise, and yet you came “Highly recommended” as a temporary replacement for Ruby while she was out with a cold.

She didn’t understand why, at least until the first time she saw you fight a pack of Grimm.

It was… efficient.

That way the only word Yang could think to describe the fight, if it could even be called that.

You cut ligaments and veins, snapped and crushed bone, tore limbs away from the body and as soon as one began to drop the next was being disassembled.

It was an exciting display.

But still, you could’ve left a few of them for her to show off on.

Oh well, it’ll have to wait until next time.

The next group of Grimm was almost instantly cut to ribbons.

The following one was ripped to shreds.

It was around here that you apologized for being so “Slow”.

At this, Yang felt like she should grab you by the collar and shake you like a stuffed toy.

Slow?

SLOW!?

This was you going SLOW!?

What the hell was fast then!?

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Needless to say, Yang took a bit of an interest in you after that.

And seeing as you weren’t really a part of your own team, Yang asked to have you as a +1 of sorts to team RWBY.

Things snowballed after that.

Somewhere down the line Yang’s interest in you turned to infatuation and then love.

That being said, your lack of faith in yourself made her want to throttle you sometimes.

You could shred through almost any Grimm with ease.

Yet, you called yourself a “Below third rate hunter”.

She didn’t know if she wanted to hug you or strangle you every time you said that.

Then again, she could probably do both if she put her mind to it…

Weiss had heard that you had immense talent, an almost unrivaled ability to disassemble Grimm into many small pieces in record time.

You had a reputation that precedes you, even Winter sang your praises as a prodigy.

Needless to say Weiss was excited when she was told that you would temporarily be joining team RWBY to cover for Ruby who ate herself into a food coma with cookies.

On one hand, she wanted to strangle the young woman.

On the other hand, she felt like giving her a hug and thanking her.

It was only when they were on the way that Weiss realized that she had no idea what to expect of you as a person.

Shortly following this realization, they arrived and were greeted by the single most frazzled and shaken creature that Weiss had ever laid eyes on.

Weiss was understandably concerned by this and asked where you were as you were supposed to be the one greeting them.

Imagine her surprise when she learned that this person who looked like they were going to shake apart at any second was the very person Winter had been singing the praises of, not to mention the same person she had been told held the current record for defeating a Grimm.

She was sure that this was some joke.

But before Weiss could properly express her indignation, everyone got to work.

Well, by everyone, Weiss means you got to work.

When the first Grimm made its appearance it was already falling to the ground in a heap of severed body parts by the time Weiss had drawn her sword.

She swore she would get the next one.

She did not get the next one, or the one after that, or the one following that one.

It infuriated her to no end.

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After this, Weiss made it her own personal mission to get to a Grimm before you did.

She got some… mixed results.

More specifically, she got to hit one, single Grimm before you obliterated it.

That was still better than she had managed to get throughout the entire day and as such, made her the person to get the second most done.

She was really wondering why in the world they hadn’t just sent you to do this on your own.

Then, when the whole expedition came to an end, you apologized for “Holding them back.”

That’s when it all clicked for Weiss.

The frazzled way you acted.

The fact you had barely said a word to anyone.

The apology.

You lacked faith in yourself.

Despite all of the talent you had, despite the fact you could dismantle a Grimm faster than the human eye could see.

You saw yourself as less than third rate.

Weiss felt a sudden kinship with you at this realization.

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After this, Weiss did her best to find a way to spend time with you, to try and get to know you.

It was an extremely difficult process, but slowly, eventually, she came to understand you.

And you came to understand her.

After that, things sort of happened between the two of you.

She, of course, was teased mercilessly by Ruby, Yang, and Blake when they found out.

They were lucky she was nice, otherwise she would have frozen them solid.

That and she was more concerned about you at the moment.

You managed to infuriate her to no end with the lack of faith you had in yourself.

She had done her best to try and get you to believe in yourself more but it was very, very slow going.

But that just meant she had to believe in you enough for the both of you.

When Nora met you for the first time, her first thought was “Wet cat”.

To be fair, at the time it was a very apt comparison as it was pouring rain and you had just returned from dealing with quite a few Grimm.

That being said, the two of you didn’t officially meet until the next afternoon.

Upon meeting you, she blurted out without any shame.

“You’re the wet cat person!”

Your only response to that was a meek “Fair.”

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After this, you and Nora became fast friends.

Well, it's more like Nora just started showing up to chat with you and you didn’t really want to argue with her about it.

Something told you she was a very stubborn person.

Nora also, on occasion, brought her other friends.

It was during one of these occasions, that she learned that you were someone rather famous.

You were the person who could take down a Grimm in under a tenth of a second.

Nora had to admit, she couldn’t really see it.

To her you were a lot like a ball of yarn that was quickly unraveling.

Then again, she has been wrong before.

However, what you said in response to this caught her attention, knocking her out of her musing.

“I’m just a third rate hunter, no one special at all. I’m sure someone could do what I did a lot faster if they wanted to.”

This told Nora two things.

The first being that you actually were the current record holder for the fastest Hunter in training.

The second was that you downplayed yourself more than was healthy.

And seeing as you were a friend of hers, she didn’t particularly like that second part.

So, Nora cleared her schedule.

She was going to make you have more faith in yourself.

By any means necessary.

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It took a week before she was ready to either beat you over the head with her hammer or crush you in a hug and smother you in kisses.

How could someone so nice and awesome have so little faith in themself?

What in the world happened to make you like this?

She was going to hurt it.

That or put a rubber band on you and snapping it every time you said something self deprecating.

That or do both.

Both sounded good to Nora right now.

#yang xiao long #weiss schnee #nora valkyrie #rwby #rwby x reader #nora valkyrie x reader #weiss schnee x reader #yang xiao long x reader #yang x reader #weiss x reader #nora x reader

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dreamywriter143 · 1 year

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Hey bby🥰

I saw how u are open to doing other characters as well (I love all ur Neteyam Fics btw😍) I was wondering if I could request a pervao’nung x reader? I liked how he was in ur first smut fic scorching heat!

It can be a oneshot or an imagine. Up to u! And take ur time!

Creepin’

Status: Request by Anon

Parings: Ao’nung x Reader (Y/n)

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, NSFW/MDNI, Suggestive Content, PervAo'nung. Mentions of drinking.

Summary: Ao’nung always disappears at the same time every day. It has come to the point where it catches the attention of his close friends. The question is where does he go to? More specifically, who does he go to?

Word Count: 2.1k

*Still under some construction, excuse any mistakes! I’ll be fixing them soon!!*

A/N: Thank you for your request Anon! My first Ao’nung fic! I’m so happy! I don’t get many Ao’nung fic requests so I kinda had to dig this one up. I have so many other requests and I’ll try to get to them! I’m sorry if it’s taking long. Thank you all for your patience!

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“Ao’nung! Heading off already?” Rotxo calls the boy back as he attempts to leave the group unnoticed.

Ao’nung curses himself for not being extra careful as he turns back to the group. After a day filled with chores and training the group had decided to hangout near the beach. Each of them sitting on a part of the large log is as they converse about the day while leisurely drinking the sweet floral drink Ao’nung had provided.

A part of him hoped they would be so into their conversation and drinking that he would be able to slip away without gaining any attention. Boy was he wrong.

“Out, there is some things I need to take care of” Ao’nung claims shrugging it off as if it was not a big deal. Neteyam raises a questioning eyebrow setting his cup delicately on the sand below.

“No-no. You don’t have anything else to do today-and this isn’t the first time. You always disappear around this time….what do you do?” Neteyam asks in a curious tone. The group all hum in agreement as Ao’nung curses the eldest son for being so observant.

“Nowhere, you’re imagining it. I'm just going for a walk that's all!” he lies easily. If they knew where he always ran off to, who he ran off to, Ao’nung knew he would never live it down. Especially since what he was ‘doing’ could be seen as…perverse.

For a while now Ao’nung would run off into the night at the specific time because he knew this is the exact time a certain someone would slip off to take a well needed bath.

It all happened one day when Ao’nung went to venture off on his own to clear his head. After a heated argument with his sister regarding Lo’ak and how he hated the amount of PDA they displayed, Tsireya accused him of being too uptight. Too strict. Oh boy would she eat those words.

During his late night walk he stumbled across a small pond, secluded and deep within the trees. It was hidden away from view, a treasure left untouched. At least that's what it looked like upon first glance.

He didn't intend to venture deep into the trees to investigate as he heard the sweet sound of someone humming a quiet tune. But something deep within him caused him to step closer, all while concealing his presence. And he thanked Eywa he did, there stood Y/n. His long term crush.

Y/n was the daughter of Sye’ha, the songstress of the clan. Y/n’s mother had a beautiful voice, relaying their stories and prayers to Ewya through songs and passages. Y/n was also gifted with a great voice, but in Ao’nung’s opinion, it was better. He remembered the first time he heard her sing, it was many years ago which started his one sided infatuation.

She was magnificent, her voice entranced the entire clan as they surrounded her, Ao’nung included. The way she swayed to the song made her seem that much more alluring. Her curves gilded with ease to the beat, putting Ao’nung in a daze he has yet to snap out of. She looked tempting.

When Ao’nung decided to come back the next day he was rewarded with the sight again as Y/n swam in the warm water with ease. After many more sessions he had her schedule memorized to the T. Ao’nung wasn't ashamed to admit he watched how she would slip out of her garments that easily slid down her smooth skin, brushing her hair to the side as she submerged herself into the warm pond below. Ao’nung always watched from afar, controlling his breathing as his hard cock strained against his loincloth at the sight.

He wasn't proud of what he did or the pleasure he got out of watching her and spying on her. He wished he had the courage to approach her and admit his feelings but everytime her e/c eye locked onto him, Ao’nung felt himself melt. His breath would hitch as he would choke on his own words. His words would come out garbled as he would end up fleeing the scene in embarrassment.

“Seriously Ao’nung? You always disappear during this time. Almost every day, you can't blame us for worrying” Tsireya pipes up from her spot nuzzled up next to Lo’ak. Ao’nung frowns, he was always sure to cover his tracks when he snuck off. Was he that obvious?

“Chill Tsireya, maybe he runs of into the forest to jack off or something” Lo’ak teases as Neteyam chokes on his drink. Rotxo quickly slides over to the older boy, taping his back repeatedly. Ao’nung feels his face burn bright red at the accusation that was somewhat true.

“Lo’ak!!” Tsirea squeals in embarrassment, she swats her hands at Lo’ak who chuckles at her flushed expression. Seeing the opening he had been waiting for Ao’nung slowly takes a step back. Rotxo was busy helping Neteyam not choke himself to death while Tsireya lectured Lo’ak on being more respectful. The perfect opportunity.

“Now's your chance, Fish Lips” Kiri pipes up, loud enough for Ao’nung to hear but going unnoticed amongst the rest. Ao’nung sighs out loud as Kiri gestures to the forest with a bored look. Not missing a beat Ao’nung sprints as fast as his legs could carry him, also being mindful to be as quiet as possible.

To say Ao’ning was fixated on Y/n would be in understatement. He was addicted, addicted to her. Addicted to being around her. Not only was she the gem of the clan, the beautiful songstress to take after her mother. But she was also a beautiful soul.

She helped train the infants with their IIu, always offering a hand to the older Na’vi’s with chores. She also helped Ronal when going out on excursions to pick herbs and spices. It was at those moments Ao’nung got the opportunity to admire her up close. That, and now.

Ao’nung swiftly situates himself behind the familiar bush as his eyes peer through the leaves and branches. It was his spot, his favorite spot as it provided the perfect view of Y/n. He already felt himself harden under his loincloth as he watched Y/n walk into the clearing. Completely unaware of his presence.

Ao’nung calms down his breathing as he watches Y/n set down a cloth and a pair of garments she would change into after the bath. She reaches up to gently tie her locks into a bun which Ao’nung was grateful for. It showed him the view of her slender neck, clean and untouched. The perfect spot he wished to litter with his love bites someday.

Ao’nung’s hand lazily reaches down to squeeze his hardening cock, a silent whimper escaping him as his eyes drink in the show. A view that he never got tired of. He has watched Y/n in this vulnerable state many times, each time he couldn't help but get more turned on. More needy.

Y/n unclasps her top, sliding in down her arms and letting it plop on the mossy floor. Her breasts now free from their restraints, her perky nipples stood erect as the cool air surrounded her. The light breeze leaves a trail of goosebumps down her body.

Ao’ning bites his lips at the sight, stroking his hardened member though his loincloth as beads of pre soaked through. He fantasized about those breasts day in and day out. They were perfect, the size, the shape. How they looked to be their perfect size to fit in his hands. Oh, what Ao’nung would do to have a chance to nip at one of those pink niipes that seem to always tease him. Ao’nung runs his tongue over his lips at the thought, nearly salivating at the image. How would they taste? How would they feel?

Y/n bends over, the loose strands of baby hairs falling loosely around her face as she shimmies out of her loincloth, she drops the perky piece of fabric with her pile as she stands up, on full display. Ao’nung had just seen heaven. He was certain of it.

Unable to control himself any longer he hurriedly pulls out his leaking member, spreading his precum all over his shaft to lube it up. He didn't dare look away from Y/n as she sat near the edge of the pond. Her legs dipping into the warm water below.

Ao’nung pumps his cock all while catching her gently exfoliating her skin with a flower she had brought her. He closes his eyes as he imagines how she would look if she were with him. If he had to courage to make the move. How would she moan? Would she whimper as he bruised her delicate skin with his touch?

Ao’nung lets out a satisfied sigh as his thoughts run wild. How her lips would feel against his, were they as soft as he had imagined? They looked plump, pillowy upon first glance. He was certain he would melt at the interaction.

Ao’nung bites back a groan as his fantasies grow wilder, imagining her underneath his moaning breathlessly as he pounded her. He wanted to feel her grip onto him as he showed her beautiful pussy no mercy. His hand pumps faster, his slick cock letting out lewd squelching sounds as his pace sped up.

A sudden rustle in the leaves jostle Ao’nung from his day dreaming.

His eyes shot open at the sound looking behind at the source. He holds his breath as he waits for something to emerge but with no such luck.

Letting out a sigh of relief he turns back to the pond, his hand still holding his member.

“Fuck-” Ao’nungs eyes widen as he curses to himself. Y/n was nowhere to be seen. He couldn’t help but feel defeated knowing he was so entranced in his own day dreaming he missed out on watching her bathe herself.

“Where-” Ao’nung freezes. His entire body is littered with goosebumps as he feels movement behind him. Quite and calculated steps approach him, if he hadn’t been so caught up in his own world he surely would have missed it,

He feels a breath fan along his neck sending goose bumps all over his body. He didn’t move an inch, partly out of fear, partly out of worry. Just as he audibly gulps, ready to face who was behind him, he feels her.

There was no mistaking it. He felt breasts press against this bare back. He felt the heat radiate off of them as he closed his eyes at the feeling. Taking a deep breath he is finally able to confirm who he had suspected.

Her scent wafted through the air, the smell of her own arousal thick with need.

“Oh dear, you're stiff as a board” a melodic voice coos near Ao’nungs ear that has turned purple over the fact that he’d been caught. Ao’nung opens his mouth to speak but his words get caught in his throat as she presses her completely bare body against his back.

“I-it’s not wha-”

“Oh shhhh, it’s ok. Nothing to be ashamed of” Y/n says softly, her hand sliding down his arms. Ao’nung sucks in a breath, feeling her trail her fingers closer and slower to his groin.

Y/n leans to the side of his face, peppering tiny little kisses along his skin that send Ao’nung to another world. He groans at the feeling , leaning his head back with his eyes scrunched shut in pure ecstasy. He wanted to burn the feeling deep in his brain.

Y/n fingers finally come to a stop, tracing her index finger along his semi-hardened length as it twitches at the contact.

Ao’nung accidentally bucks his hips at the sensation. Praying that whatever he was experiencing was reality, not a figment of his lust filled imagination. Y/n blows near his ear seductively, smirking at how easily he submitted to her featherlight touches.

“Would you…..like a hand?”

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed! Thank you so much for the request!! Make sure to comment any suggestions or changes I can make, I’m still learning how to create well written stories, so your feedback helps me greatly!

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dhrubajjj · 7 months

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pomefiore pirates/seven au!

pomefiore had a super vague theme in my mind compared to the other 2 dorms i've done, regal and fancy, which doesn't give me much to work with. surprisingly so far they're my favorite of the bunch i've designed and feel pretty coordinated which was what i wanted.

more under cut (i figured out how to do it + got a lil rambly)

vil -> he took me the longest to design and is the one i'm least pleased with out of the three of them, if i changed anything it'd be his top, that is the main thing that bothers me. but putting that aside i wanted to keep his regal 'i'm better than you' vibe hes kinda got, his dress (cape?) thing drags behind him and is made of raven feathers which is a reference to the evil queen's pet raven. his design was pulled heavily from his dorm uniform which is one of the things that bothers me but overall he looks cute.

he's more of a singer than an actor in this au since i don't think as a sea fairing pirate theres gonna be too many people wanting you to act in their plays. vil tends to work at the mostro lounge at times, either to repay a favor or for his own benefit, singing songs and sometimes when the mostro lounge puts on a performance he'll play a part in it too.

ortho has taken an interest in vil and the two chat whenever they're both there, mainly when idia just meets up with azul to play their games, but the two of em have become friendly. vil teaches ortho how to sing or act and ortho pays attention (drama club canon wow)

rook -> his design was based on his masquerade outfit which made my job super easy. the leather armor, or protection, on his left arm is the protect his arm from the drawstring of his bow whenever he shoots which was a fun bit to add. his collection of vials and the bottle on his belt i took from his science clubwear, then there's his hat, the black feather on his hat is actually a raven feather from vil's outfit.

i can imagine rook showing up to every one of vils performances at the mostro lounge cuz that's just how he is. floyd hates him, whenever rook shows up at the lounge its hard to find floyd which only spurs rook to harass floyd further even if his actions are motivated by curiosity.

i think how rook went from being apart of savannaclaw crew to pomefiore probably went like a couple of fights, vil threatens to kill him and then rook is just like "wow!!!!!! beaute!!" then he joins them or smth ill figure it out

epel -> another easy one since he has a masquerade outfit, his scarf and socks were made by his grandma before he joined vils crew. his design is pretty simple compared to the rest of them but i like it, the tassel on his belt is from his dorm uniform and the gloves were taken from his masquerade outfit. i pulled his hair into a half ponytail hairstyle(?) which just clicked w/ me.

epel does a lot of the heavy work around the ship despite being oh so small and while he doesn't mind going to the mostro lounge it isn't his favorite place. i can see it being too fancy for his taste.

anyways 3/7 dorms done! i might do ramshackle for funsies but characters like the staff and other students/family depends on my mood.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst art #dhrubajj art #twst fanart #disney twst #seven seas au #pirate au #vil #vil schoenheit #rook #rook hunt #epel #epel felmier #vil twst #epel twst #rook twst #pomefiore

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lovelikealcoholic · 1 month

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Do you think you could do sibling alien stage head cannons?? Like if the alien stage characters had little siblings, how would they act towards them?

i love all the ideas im getting I hope I don't let you guys down, I'm so hungry for Alien Stage content....

ALIEN STAGE CHAR WITH A LITTLE KID SIBLING

im imagining this as you being a child but if you want like a little sibling in the same age range uh I can do that if u ask....

IVAN

I feel like he'd cherish his sibling a lot, especially a younger one.

He loves caressing your head, playing with your hair, 100%

Or hold your hand and rub circles on the back of it while looking at you with a smile.

He is always by their side, no matter what. If you're crying, he's there. If he chooses to run away, he takes you with him.

The way he comforts you is by pressing your head against his chest and running his fingers through your hair before placing a small kiss on it, whispering quietly to help you release all negative emotion.

He's a bit of a hypocrite when telling you what to do. He wants to send you on the right path in life because you deserve the best in the world, so of course, he's always giving you advice, caressing your head, and telling you via story books.

He still manages to rub off on you, if you’re a ray of sunshine you have a serious look on your face and people get scared off and you don't mind much as long as you have your brother.

You’re unafraid of the big dog like aliens who bare their teeth at people. You brainlessly put your head in its mouth or put your forehead to its nose and close your eyes, feeling a connection to it.

Every time he finishes a song you run up to him which makes him smile, remembering partly who he is doing this for.

If he ever had a friend to talk to, he’d always mention you, i mean, you’re all he has.

And in return he would tell you about the people he knew, when you asked about Till he would tell you, but his head would be in the clouds.

HYUNA

She doesn't lie to their sibling at all. You will know the situation, and she won't hide anything from you.

You need something? She always has your back. You're spoiled rotten.

She raised you to be tough and headstrong so that you could live your best life when you grow older.

She gets so excited every time she notices you growing older that she shakes or hugs you while jumping and showing you off to everyone. only to her close friends because shes a bit secretive about you.

gets really mad when someone she doesnt like mentions you

Loves to kiss your cheek, mwah mwah mwah! Before biting it playfully.

She wants you to know that you own yourself and don't have to please anyone to be happy! If you do something, it's because you want it!

When she notices that she's rubbing off on you, she squeals and tells her buddies, telling them she's so proud before rubbing your head to mess up your hair because you can't be cooler than her.

She'll hug you whenever you feel down and tell you it's all going to be alright, that no matter what, she was always there, and she'd kick anyone's ass for ya.

she's not a fan of getting all cheesy, so she'll squish your cheeks and tell you to raise your head high.

LUKA

He wants you to be independent so he does the worst thing he could possibly do. ignore you.

He thinks it will make you strong, so you'll be capable of handling things if he ever disappears, but it just makes you wish he'll acknowledge you.

You get everything that you want except your brother's attention.

So you do everything to try to impress him, even starting to practice singing and accomplishing every task given to you.

And when you're standing next to your brother in front of your owner, when the alien leaves, he just rubs your head and walks away with a small smile.

When he notices he's rubbing off on you he either frowns because who do you think you are? or he smirks and doesn't say anything.

He never talks with you, only really short talk

Whenever you show that you feel down, tears in your eyes as you call for your brother, he gets a bit angry. You shouldn't be showing that; you won't survive in this world if you do.

He'll probbaly slap you........

He's not good at caring for you; he doesn't know how much it would affect you.

MIZI

She'll do anything for you. She wants you to smile always.

Everything she does is for you. She always thinks about you every second, wondering when she'll get to see you.

She buys you many gifts, so don't ask her how she got them; she has her ways.

She sings you to sleep, picks flowers for you, and hugs you daily.

If anyone knew her, they know you're her number one priority.

If you ever feel down, she will sing you your favorite song and gently rock you to sleep, trying not to cry, too, because she's supposed to look strong for her sibling.

When you show similar behavior to her, she smiles and gets so happy she'll tell the whole world, similar to hyuna but she brags to everyone.

TILL

um.

He tries, he really does but he's a bad influence and tries to distance himself from you so you'll be safe.

another part of him is too love sick to have anyother resoponsability

But you dont know that nd so you stick to him as much as you can, showing off anything you made or just anything you learned to impress him.

all he does is nod not even looking your way before saying "yeah great job."

He yells at you only to protect you. he wants you to not be seen with him so you don't SEE how much trouble he is, how horrible he is.

he loves you, but hes let you go for the best........

sorry if Luka and Till's werent good, if u wan ill remke.... any ideas are welcomed , maybe part 2s

its 2 am........ ill catch up with the other requests soon/..

#alien stage x reader #alien stage

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oklotea · 8 months

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MY FAVORITE TINTIN SIDE CHARACTERS

ARRGRGWHDHEH I'M VERY VERY PROUD OF THIS I'M NGL!!!!!!! I LOVE THE WAY I COLORED THE CHARACTERS, I LOVE THE POSES I DREW THEM IN, I MADE SOME DECENT COMPOSITION IN THIS ONE!!!! HATE THE EDITING I DID I FUCKING SUCK AT EDITING

Anyway, I'm going to ramble about these guys and you can't leave until I'm done ok? Ok.

First of all, MY BOY MY SON MY PERSONAL LITTLE DEMON, ABDULLAH!!!!!!! he is very endearing to me!!! But I really do wish we could've seen more of him!!!! He looks mischievous enough to sneak on adventures along with the marlinspike crew himself for shits and giggles!!!!! HIM AND HIS DAD'S DYNAMIC IN LAND OF BLACK GOLD IS MY FAVORITE IT MAKES ME SO GIDDY AND HAPPY. like no matter how obnoxious and annoying Abdullah's pranks can become, his dad will forever love him unconditionally. MY FAVORITE DYNAMIC. I MISS THEM SO MUCH.

A little note, even though a lot of poc representation in tintin is pretty influenced by the stereotypes of the time, and a bit of orientalism, tintin and the land of black gold is also the first time in my childhood where the words "assalamualaikum" Was muttered in any piece of animated media. It definitely wasn't perfect, but that was important to me as a Muslim child. Maybe that's why Abdullah and his dad hold a special place in my heart!

Next up we've got ARREGEHFHFHHGHJ!!!!!!! CHANG!!!!!!! MY FRIEND FROM SCHOOL WHO HELPED END A CRIME RING IN SHANGHAI!!!!!!! I adore him and his personality so much!!!! HE WAS ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS AS A KID AND HE STILL IS TODAY WHEN I REWATCH BLUE LOTUS!!!!!!!! The way that the moment he was saved by Tintin in that flood he pledged his undying loyalty to Tintin will never not be sweet to me. HE IS SO TALENTED AND CUNNING, HE SAVED TINTIN FROM CERTAIN DOOM MULTIPLE TIMES IN THE LITTLE TIME THEY'VE SPENT TOGETHER, AND IN TINTIN IN TIBET, TINTIN SAVES HIM ONCE AGAIN (Tintin in tibet is also a very memorable and special episode for me) AND JUST-- ARGEHDBEHF I CAN CONTINUE ON AND ON ABOUT HOW CHANG SHOULDVE BEEN INCLUDED IN MORE ADVENTURES!!!!! actually Tintin has TONS OF CHARACTERS who should have been given more important roles in a lot of different stories!!!! Idk maybe that's just a wish that will never be fulfilled.... Still I can dream!

And last but DEFINITELY not least... THE MILANESE NIGHTINGALE HERSELF, BIANCA CASTAFIORE!!!!!!!!!!!! AGHHDHEHFHJDHV MY GORGEOUS MY BEAUTIFUL MY LOVE MY EVERYTHING I MISS HER SO MUCH

SHE WAS A HIGHLIGHT FOR ME!!!!!! AND SHE IS VERY UNDERRATED!!!! I love seeing how much she treasures her friends, how she's so dramatic about everything, how she has such an unapologetically loud and large presence and personality everywhere she goes, how she is genuinely passionate about her singing and her art, how she clearly knows her worth and won't settle for less from anyone.

Every time she was on screen she always made me feel very happy and warm inside, also I really like her voice!!!!!

AND HER DESIGN!!!!! ARRRGHWHFHH HER DESIGN!!!

I'm ngl, she was the hardest for me to draw. But at the end I'm quite satisfied with the results!!!!

She would be such an amazing friend. SHE'S ALWAYS BRINGING GIFTS AND BEING CONSIDERATE WITH HER FRIENDS, AND SHE WOULD NEVER HIDE JUST HOW MUCH PEOPLE MEAN TO HER

PLEEEEASEEEE CASTAFIORE I MISS YOU SO MUCH GIRLFRIEND COME BACK TO ME-

Anyway, the last picture is how I'd imagine Chang and Castafiore's first meeting would go. She as always, acts as sweet and polite and extra af as she always does, let's Chang know that Tintin's talked a lot about him! And then she would bring out some biscuits and pastries she bought as a gift for everyone, and then she and Chang would sit together while eating, and they get along really well, CHANG HAS A WICKED SENSE OF HUMOR THAT CASTAFIORE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF, (haddock would be completely dumbfounded with how good at talking to Castafiore Chang is, and how anyone could talk to her for so long) but little did haddock know, in their conversations, Castafiore does a whole lot more listening than speaking, especially when Chang starts to tell his back story, and all the things that have happened to him and Tintin. After Chang ends his story, he looks up at her after a while of being lost in his story, and mascara is dripping down her face silently, her mouth is agape, and for a few moments couldn't say anything.

Suddenly she burst out loud, pulled Chang into a hug, and sobs after listening to the horrors this sweet kid has gone through.

In over a few hours she seems to have grown a strong attachment to this kid, she'll probably send a package filled with gifts a few months later, along with a long letter talking about what she's been up to and her wishes that Chang will succeed with anything he's currently busy with, and that he shall take care of himself well.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the small character appreciation I was able to share for some obscure/underrated characters! And that they will occupy your mind just for a little while. I love these three so much, tintin shaped me as a person, tintin made my childhood, I hope you have a great day.

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#bianca castafiore #chang chong chen #tchang tchong tchen #chang #abdullah #prince abdullah #the adventures of tintin #adventures of tintin #tea art 🎨#oklo makes a post

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nerdygaymormon · 5 months

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Queer Gospel Music

This past year I came across several songs that I enjoy listening to on Sundays. I created a playlist for myself for Sundays and thought I'd share with y'all.

Yet : Ashley Hess - Ashley Hess was a finalist on the 2019 season of American Idol. I heard her perform this song at the Gather Conference where she introduced it by saying, "The next song that I'm gonna play is a song that I wrote in my lowest time. But it's a song that's so special to me because it was the moment that I felt like I finally came out of hiding, and that the Lord not only saw me, but loved me and embraced me." I can relate so much to that. Plus, I don't hear many songs from the perspective of "I'm trying, so God please don't give up on me."

God Loves Me Too : Brian Falduto - Brian played the gay kid in the movie School of Rock, and catapulted the character into an LGBTQ icon when he delivered the line “You’re tacky and I hate you.” Now as an adult, Brian is back and singing that no one has to earn God’s love. Brian wrote the song after visiting a church that was welcoming and accepting of queer people. I look around and see I’ve found a place where peace and love abound. I’ve waited my whole life for the truth. It is true, God loves you. It don’t matter if you’re LGBTQ

My Little Prayer : David Archuleta - David wasn't out yet when he recorded this, but I imagine he really related to some of these lyrics, such as I'm beginning to understand that you (God) have a plan for me.

The Queer Gospel : Erin McKeown - I love these lyrics. There are those who think we're wicked. There are those who call us names: depraved, lost and sick, and would rather bathe us in shame. But we put the "sin" in sincere, we put the "do" in the doubt. God is perfectly clear. We are perfectly out. Love us as we are. See us and we're holy. In this shall we ever be wholly ourselves.

Good Day (feat. Derek Webb) : Flamy Grant - Matthew Blake was a worship leader for 22 years who has become a “shame-slaying, hip-swaying, singing-songwriting drag queen” named Flamy Grant (it's a play on the name of gospel singer Amy Grant). The lyrics talk of coming back to church after having left for feeling oppressed. They’ve come back to church because despite what some say, God’s love is expansive enough for everyone. God made me good in every way, so I raise my voice to celebrate a good day.

Believe : GENTRI - The pianist for this group is gay. After coming out, he was having a hard time with faith and was angry at God, and he felt God gave him this song as part of his healing process. Believe there is an answer. And while you feel you're buried deep in a disaster, believe more hands are waiting, ready to lift you up and carry you back to safety. You're not alone, keep holding on. And believe.

Explaining Jesus : Jordy Searcy - In 2014, Jordan was a contestant on The Voice. He grew up active in a church and since being on the television show he has written several religious songs, including this one. Jordy discusses the shortcomings of churches, comparing the ways in which church members act and interact with each other, including how they treat the gay community and oppress women. If you're gay and over 85, you've felt for your whole life that when God made you, he just messed up. In the chorus he apologizes that this has been the experience, I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you.

Satan's Tears : Kyler O'Neal - Did anyone ask how real you are? Has anyone said that you are loved, or that you’re the one they’re dreaming of? Those questions start this beautiful song by trans woman Kyler O’Neal. The song addresses a young gender non-conforming person unaccepted by their world, and the singer promises to wipe away Satan’s tears which were created by a cruel society

Same Love : Macklemore & Ryan Lewis feat. Mary Lambert - Macklemore sings that his gay uncles should be allowed to marry, and speaks of how Christianity has hurt gay people. "God loves all his children" is somehow forgotten, but we paraphrase a book written thirty-five hundred years ago. The song concludes with Mary Lambert singing I’m not crying on Sundays, which I think means not letting religious intolerance and churches harm us anymore

No Place in Heaven : MIKA - Mika is singing about how religion teaches there’s no place in heaven for gay people because the way we love is sinful. Father, won’t you forgive me for my sins? Father, if there’s a heaven let me in

God Is : The Outer Banks - I don't know that they had queer people in mind when they wrote the song, but the lyrics relate to the conflict between one’s queerness and relationship with God. God was never angry. God was not against me. God was never far away. God is not disappointed.

I Know it Hurts : Paul Cardall & Tyler Glenn - I just wanted to believe, but how am I supposed to believe this about me? And then we find each other, queer church members who can understand what we’re going through, who know the hurt. For most queer people, they leave church and go on a different path. They’re not lost, a faint light at the end is guiding their way, they’re finding another way back home.

Losing My Religion : R.E.M. - The song was interpreted as the struggle of a closeted gay man coming to terms with what his religion taught about gay people and is seen as an example of queer coding in the era of “don’t ask, don’t tell.” Lead singer Michael Stipe had declined to address his sexuality, so when “Losing My Religion” came out, people assumed Stipe was coming out as gay. Consider this the hint of the century. Consider this the slip.

HIM : Sam Smith - This is a song about a boy in Mississippi coming out and the conflict between his sexuality and his religious upbringing. He is grappling with the feeling that there’s no place in church for him because he’s gay. Holy Father, we need to talk. I have a secret that I can’t keep. I’m not the boy that you thought you wanted. Please don’t get angry, have faith in me.

Pray : Sam Smith - You won’t see Sam in church, but they say they’re a child of God at heart and are begging God to show the way. I’m not a saint, I’m more of a sinner. I don’t wanna lose, but I fear for the winners

Faith : Semler - This song reached No. 1 on the iTunes Christian music chart and is about growing up queer in a faith community and how the rejection by the church left them scarred. When my religion turned against me, they said my hopes and dreams were faulty. I showed these holes inside my hands, and they claimed they couldn’t see.” Even as they struggled with the church, Semler kept a relationship with Jesus and flourished far more than she did in any church building. But I don’t wanna get small to be in those rooms

Hey Jesus : Trey Pearson - Trey made headlines in 2016 when as the lead singer of the Christian rock band Everyday Sunday, he came out as gay. Three years later and Trey has a question: Hey Jesus can you hear me now? It's been awhile since I came out, I was wonderin' do you love me the same? As a person who struggles to reconcile faith with sexual orientation, I find this song quite moving.

Heaven : Troye Sivan feat. Betty Who - Troye sings about what it’s like for a religious teenager to come out as gay. Without losing a piece of me, how do I get to heaven? Without changing a part of me, how do I get to heaven? All my time is wasted, feeling like my heart’s mistaken, oh, so if I’m losing a piece of me, maybe I don’t want heaven? Troye explains “When I first started to realise that I might be gay, I had to ask myself all these questions—these really really terrifying questions. Am I ever going to find someone? Am I ever going to be able to have a family? If there is a God, does that God hate? If there is a heaven, am I ever going to make it to heaven?” The video features footage from LGBTQ+ protests throughout history.

Revelation : Troye Sivan and Jónsi -This song was written for the movie Boy Erased, which is about a young man being sent by his parents to a conversion therapy camp to try to change him to not be gay. The lyrics are about feeling liberated from the toxic teachings he learned at church about LGBTQ+ people. It’s a revelation. There’s no hell in what I’ve found, and no kingdom shout. How the tides are changing as you liberate me now and the walls come down. In other words, God doesn't condemn me for my queerness.

Orphans of God : Ty Herndon & Kristin Chenoweth feat. Paul Cardall - The message of the song is we are all loved by God, we are all thought about, we are all created equally and God loves us all the same.

Midnight : Tyler Glenn - The Neon Trees frontman gives an emotional song about his departure from the Mormon church but not from God. The ballad is accompanied by a video that shows Glenn removing his religious garments and replacing them with a glittery jacket, which is such a powerful metaphor.

#queerstake

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isa-beenme · 10 months

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Solo Dad Rhys!!!! Fluff piece!!!

AHAHAJAJAJSKSKAKAIAIA I LOVE RHYSAND SO MUCH

I'm sorry for giving a villain arc to Feyre but HEY history needs to happen okay?

Nyxie baby cutie boo making his first appearance in my blog, welcome babyyyy

My mind just went FUOOOOOON once I imagined the story, I SWEAR I was riding my bike when I thought of this and had to stop middle way to my house just to think it better

Yes I changed the lyrics of Wait For It to fit the history, and yes I invented a whole bunch of shit about velaris WHO CARES

KEEP SENDING REQUESTS I LOVE DOING THIS

Wait For It

In the breathtaking realm of the Night Court, the stars gleamed like diamonds in the obsidian sky, casting their ethereal glow upon the majestic city of Velaris below. Amidst the grandeur of the court, Nyx, a cherubic young boy of ten, with unruly dark curls and captivating violet eyes, eagerly awaited his Wednesday night escapade.

Nyx's parents were once deeply in love, but Feyre, burdened by a restless heart, had returned to her once fiancee, Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, after giving birth. In the aftermath of her choices, she had bitterly slandered Rhysand and his family, a web of lies that entangled them in trouble. Despite the turmoil, Rhysand only devoted himself to raising Nyx, juggling the responsibilities of both a powerful High Lord and a dedicated father.

But Nyx had a little secret, a sanctuary that filled his heart with joy amidst the chaos. Every Wednesday night, he would give his father an innocent lie, claiming to attend "extra classes" while secretly venturing to the grand theater of Velaris in the bursting heart of music and arts of the Rainbow.

The first time it happened was pure coincidence. The grand theater of Velaris hummed with the anticipation of the evening's performance. Nyx had just learned how to winnow and having his father's mischievous spirit, he went after the wave of emotion that spread everywhere he went, sneaking into an empty booth Nyx sat in awe, waiting to witness the lady everyone affectionately called "Starlight" take the stage once more. He wore a dashing little suit, feeling every inch a proper gentleman as he eagerly anticipated the show.

As the curtains rose, Nyx's eyes widened in wonderment as "Miss Starlight" appeared, bathed in the spotlight's embrace. Her voice, like a thousand twinkling stars, filled the theater, capturing hearts with its enchanting melody. She actually portrayed a character named Starlight, who reunited the story of Velaris and told it in a song, bringing the city to life and giving it a soul she shared with on stage.

When the final notes of the performance echoed through the theater, the audience erupted in thunderous applause. Nyx, who had been clapping with glee, could hardly contain his excitement as he jumped up from his seat. He knew that he had to speak to her, to let her know how much he adored her singing. With determination in his heart, Nyx slipped away from the public side, weaving through the crowd until he reached the backstage area. His little heart pounded with nervous excitement, but he couldn't let fear hold him back, he knew this was his chance to talk to the performer.

Peeking around the corner, he spotted her, still dressed in her celestial attire, chatting with some of the crew. Nyx took a deep breath, mustering all the bravery a seven-year-old could have, and stepped forward, clutching a small bouquet of flowers he had summoned from his auntie Elain's garden.

- Um, excuse me, miss Starlight? - He called out softly, a touch of shyness evident in his voice. The lady turned, and a radiant smile graced her features as she noticed the adorable little boy approaching her.

- Why, hello there - She said warmly, going down on her knees to meet his eyes. Her sparkling dress made a pool of diamonds shine around her, making her look even more like an angel - And who are you, young man?

- I'm a big fan - He whispered in shyness, hands sweating as he offered her the bouquet and she took it.

- Is my big fan's name Nyx, I suppose? - She asked as if it was a secret, Nyx's eyes widened in surprise.

- You know my name? - She chuckled gently and offered him a hand, one he gladly took in.

- Of course, I remember you. You've been coming here with your father to see the renewal, haven't you? - Nyx's cheeks flushed with delight, feeling like he was known and seen by someone special.

- Yes! I love music, and I loved, even more, your singing, Miss Starlight. It's like true magic! - She laughed, even then she sounded like she was made of music.

- Well, thank you, Nyx. That's such a lovely compliment - She replied, touched by his sincerity. Nyx pointed to her bouquet, a bit shy when she held it close to her heart.

- These are for you. They're from the Night Court's garden - He proudly said and she smiled even more.

- Thank you, sweetheart - She said, looking at the flowers with gratitude - They're beautiful, just like you - His heart swelled with joy at the praise, and a wide grin spread across his face.

- Can I, um, watch all your performances, Miss Starlight? - Her eyes sparkled with warmth and affection.

- Oh, absolutely! I would be delighted to have my biggest fan in the audience at every show - Nyx beamed, feeling like the luckiest boy in all of Prythian.

- Yay! Thank you! - He ran to hug her, taking care to not step in her dress or ruin her hair which had sparkles that shined like the stars he loved to see. As their conversation continued, Nyx's initial shyness faded away, replaced by a blossoming friendship. The lady shared stories of her love for music and the theater, and Nyx listened with rapt attention, hanging on to her every word.

From that day forward, Nyx became a regular presence at her performances. He would sit in the front row or in the same booth when he didn't feel like gaining attention from the citizens, his eyes alight with wonder, as "Miss Starlight" sang and danced with grace and passion. And each time the curtains fell, she would come to greet him, and they would share heartwarming conversations that left Nyx feeling like he had found a kindred spirit.

Their bond grew stronger with each passing performance, and Nyx's admiration for "Miss Starlight" only deepened as the years passed. Their friendship was a radiant star in the young boy's life, casting a luminous glow on his days in the Night Court. And every time he watched her on that mesmerizing stage, he couldn't help but feel that he was in the presence of true magic. There, he would be enchanted over and over again by a sweet and lovely lady, her voice as mellifluous as the Night Court's nocturnal symphony.

It took years for Nyx to finally come up with a good and durable excuse for his lack of presence every Wednesday night, sometimes even missing dinner with his family when his favorite singer invited him to dine with the rest of the cast that presented the show. Unknown to Nyx, in one of his hidden escapes, his father was making his way across the city. Under the veil of night, the streets of Velaris were bathed in a silvery glow. High Lord Rhysand, cloaked in shadows, followed the path toward one of his favorite restaurants.

While he passed through some of the streets he met Nyx's teacher walking next to the River. Curious as to why she was there he trailed her discreetly, observing her every move with a mixture of concern and curiosity. As the lady entered a quaint restaurant, Rhysand waited a moment before stepping inside. He chose a discreet corner, keeping his features hidden from curious gazes. The restaurant hummed with soft conversation and the clinking of glasses, creating a cozy ambiance.

After what felt like an eternity, the lady emerged from the restroom, looking elegant and serene. Rhysand steadied himself, deciding it was time to confront her.

- Excuse me, miss - As she walked past his table, he spoke in a low, steady voice. She turned, her eyes meeting Rhysand's, and for a moment, he saw a glimmer of recognition. However, she quickly masked it with a polite smile.

- Yes, can I help you, my Lord? - Her face was calm, too calm for someone that was supposed to be with somebody else's son and not at a restaurant having a date.

- I believe you've been teaching my son, Nyx, for the past few years - Rhysand began, maintaining an air of formality.

- Oh, Nyx - She replied, her eyes brightening with fondness - Such a charming and talented young boy. He's been attending my classes for a while now, yes.

- I must apologize for any misunderstanding, but I can't seem to understand why you are here if he was supposed to be in class right now - The lady's expression faltered, and she seemed to grasp the seriousness of the situation.

- I... I don't have formal classes with him on Wednesdays, per se. Nyx has been coming every Saturday afternoon for his lessons - Rhysand became desperate for a second, and his heart clenched with worry for his son's safety.

- So he's been lying to me - He said, his voice tinged with disappointment. The lady's eyes softened with understanding.

- I'm sorry if I inadvertently became part of his secret. I never knew he was hiding the truth from you - His ears pricked at her words, curious as to why she didn't seem any sort of nervous

- What do you mean by "hiding the truth from me"? Do you know where he is? - She seemed confused for a second, before a smile plastered on her face.

- Everyone in the streets of the Rainbow knows where the little prince goes on Wednesdays, we all assumed you and your family knew too. It's not uncommon to find him walking down the city with the actors that play in the theater - His eyes softened at hearing his son was safe and his citizens were somehow taking care of him - I'm sorry for not noticing your lack of knowledge on his where being.

- You have nothing to apologize for - Rhysand replied, his tone gentler now - I appreciate your honesty. I was just worried for his safety once I saw you here.

- He's safe with the crew, they are lovely people to be around, I actually befriended some of them, there's nothing to fear - the lady assured him, her sincerity evident - He's such a joy around them, and he's genuinely passionate about music and theater. You need to listen to him talk about his "Miss Starlight" and detail every new performance of hers - Rhysand couldn't help but feel a hint of gratitude toward the lady for cherishing his son's company. A smile graced the lady's lips, and a sparkle danced in her eyes - He's a remarkable young boy, and it's been so sweet to hear him talk about this lady, you should probably meet her and thank this female for making him so happy. He's always so enthusiastic.

- I'm planning to talk to him about this - Rhysand said, his voice tinged with gratitude, though - But I would like to be informed of any action by him, apparently there are a lot of things I don't know about. Thank you once again - As she nodded with a small smile Rhysand quickly winnowed to the Town House, calling an urgent meeting with his family.

The Night Court's Inner Circle gathered in a quiet corner of the luxurious house, their faces reflecting concern and curiosity. Rhysand sat at the head of the table, his heart heavy with worry for his young son, Nyx. He had discovered Nyx's secret escapades to watch "Miss Starlight," the lady whose performances had captured his son's heart, and now he needed advice on how to handle the situation. Mor leaned forward, her brows furrowed with worry.

- So, he's been going to watch performances instead of attending classes, is that what you just said? - She asked, concern lacing her voice.

- Yes, and he's been lying about it for a while now, years probably. I didn't find out until this night when I found his teacher in a restaurant, and I'm not sure how to address it without making him feel ashamed - Rhysand nodded, his voice tinged with regret.

- He's a curious child, Rhysand. He probably felt the need to hide it because he thought you'd disapprove - Amren, always the pragmatic one, spoke up.

- I can understand why he'd be drawn to her performances. She's a true star on that stage - Cassian chimed in, his face thoughtful.

- And she's been wonderful with Nyx - Azriel added quietly - I've seen her interact with him after her shows, and the way he lights up in her presence is undeniable.

- Wait, wait, wait, both knew he was going to her performances and none of you thought about telling me? - His brother's expression fell at their mistake, slowly looking at each other before looking at their High Lord again.

- Maybe? I mean, we saw him on the front row once and when we made sure he was safe we left him there - Cassian explained first, exchanging looks with the shadowsinger.

- We were waiting for him to tell you - Azriel closed the conversation, looking at the ground in shame.

- Hold on, the actress we are talking about is the one who played Edwina in "Whimsical Serenade"? - As Cassian and Azriel eagerly agreed, their faces lighting up, Morrigan laughs hard, finally understanding the whole situation - Of course! It all makes sense now! Even I lied to you once to go watch her performance with Elain. I didn't notice Nyx there, though.

- Isn't she the one who plays Rhysand in "A High Lord's Duel"? - Amren jumps in the conversation, and Nestha's eyes widened at the mention - Holy shit, she is amazing. It actually scared me how well she incorporates Rhysand in the scenes with Tamlin.

- If so she is the one who plays Eliza in "A Heartfelt Symphony" - All of them agreed to her statement, starting a discussion about her talent and performances.

- Let me get this straight, all of you watched her at least once? - As the Inner Circle discussed Nyx's infatuation with "Miss Starlight", as well as their experiences with her, unbeknownst to them, the young boy himself stood at the doorway, eavesdropping on the conversation with a mix of fear and guilt. He knew he had let his father down, and he dreaded facing the consequences of his actions.

Before Nyx could retreat, Mor's keen senses detected his presence. She glanced towards the door and smiled warmly at him.

- Nyx, come on in. We were just discussing your little adventures - His little heart pounded in his chest, but he knew he couldn't hide anymore. Nyx took a deep breath and stepped into the room, his violet eyes meeting his father's concerned gaze.

- Nyx - Rhysand began gently - We know about your visits to watch the shows at the theater. Why didn't you tell me the truth?

- I didn't want you to be angry with me, Papa. I love her singing, and I didn't think you'd let me go if you knew - Nyx's shoulders slumped, his voice small.

- Nyx, I'm not angry with you. I just want to know the truth. You don't have to hide anything from me - Rhysand softened, understanding his son's fear.

- Plus, we all know about her. You're not the only one who's watched her perform, little one - Mor grinned, her eyes twinkling mischievously. Nyx's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked around at the Inner Circle, finding nods of agreement from each of them. The knowledge that everyone knew and still supported him brought a smile to his face.

- You guys have seen her too? - Nyx asked in awe.

- Of course! We had to make sure you weren't getting into any trouble, boo - Cassian chuckled.

- Papa, please come with me to the next show. She's amazing, and I think you'll like her too - Nyx turned back to his father, his eyes earnest.

- Yes, Daddy, Miss Starlight is the best in the whole wide world - Nestha chuckled before earning a warning glare from the High Lord.

- All right, Nyx. I'll go with you, and we can enjoy her performance together - Rhysand's heart swelled with love for his son and his genuine enthusiasm.

Nyx beamed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He knew he could trust his father, and having him there by his side meant the world to him. And so, with the support of the Inner Circle and his loving father, Nyx felt a newfound sense of confidence. He had learned that honesty and trust were the building blocks of their family, and he was eager to share the magic of "Miss Starlight" with the one person he loved most in the world – his Papa, the High Lord of the Night Court.

As fate would have it, one week later they arrived at the theater, Rhysand's heart pounding in his chest with a nervousness he hadn't felt for years. He let Nyx guide them to one of the booths that held an upper vision of the scenario, his son kept gazing at the stage with an enchantment that seemed to hold a spell over him. The performance began, and a whole bunch of songs were being presented that night. The musical was called "The Whole World of the Night Court", each actor portraying a different city of his territory, telling its story in the form of a song.

The lights turned off again, and Nyx started to shake completely in his chair with excitement. As the grand theater's velvet curtains parted, a hushed anticipation swept through the audience. A spotlight illuminated the stage, and there she stood, "Miss Starlight," bathed in a celestial aura, ready to weave her magic once more. Rhysand sat straighter in his seat, his heart fluttering with both curiosity and the enchantment that surrounded the mysterious lady, a sudden uneasiness taking his body.

As for Nyx, his wide violet eyes were shimmering with excitement, his small hands gripping the edge of the plush seat. He was eager to share this moment with his Papa, to introduce him to the magic that had captured his young heart. Her, interpreting once again her character Starlight, began to tell Velaris stories to the public as if it was her own, eyes shimmering at each word. Suddenly the orchestra began to play a mesmerizing melody, and the lady took a deep breath, her voice tinged with emotion as she began to sing. The soulful notes of the piano accompanied her melodic voice, setting the stage for the tale she was about to tell.

- Theodosia writes me a letter every day; I'm keeping the bed warm while her father is away, He's on the human side in Prythian; He's trying to keep the colonies in line; But he can keep all of Prythian; Theodosia, she's mine - She sang, making a clear reference to the firstly High Lord that idealized Velaris as a gift to his wife, Theodosia. This fact made Rhysand even more aware of the spectacle.

- Love doesn't discriminate; Between the sinners and the saints; It takes, and it takes, and it takes; And we keep loving anyway; We laugh, and we cry, and we break, and we make our mistakes; And if there's a reason I'm by her side; When so many have tried; Then I'm willing to wait for it; I'm willing to wait for it.

With a glance at Nyx, who was completely enthralled by the performance, Rhysand knew that this lady had the power to touch hearts and ignite imaginations.

- My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher; But there are things that the homilies and hymns won't teach ya; My mother was a genius; My father commanded respect; When they died, they left no instructions; Just a legacy to protect - At that she clearly meant the legacy every High Lord had to carry to protect the city, himself being one of the many that had to sacrifice a lot to keep the secret - Death doesn't discriminate; Between the sinners and the saints; It takes, and it takes, and it takes; And we keep living anyway; We rise, and we fall, and we break, and we make our mistakes; And if there's a reason I'm still alive; When everyone who loves me has died; I'm willing to wait for it; I'm willing to wait for it.

As the chorus echoed through the theater, Rhysand felt a connection to the song's message. He understood the yearning for something that might be just out of reach, and it resonated deep within his soul.

- Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait - The quiet intensity in her expression held the audience captive while the back vocals reached their peak, and Rhysand found himself captivated as well, unable to look away.

Her voice rose, reaching heights that seemed to touch the very stars, and as the orchestra swelled around her, Rhysand could feel the passion in every word she sang.

- I am the one thing in life I can control; I am inimitable, I am an original; I'm not falling behind or running late; I'm not standing still, I am lying in wait - He understood it as a way of saying how every city thrived and Velaris kept being a hidden city towards the other courts - Nightmare's face is an endless uphill climb; He has something to prove; He has nothing to lose; Nightmare's pace is relentless, he wastes no time; What is it like in his shoes?

Nightmare was one of the characters previously introduced in the show, representing the Hewn City and their politics of participating in every decision, especially by being the formal representation and the known image of the Night Court.

- Nightmare doesn't hesitate; He exhibits no restraint; He takes, and he takes, and he takes; And he keeps winning anyway; He changes the game; He plays and he raises the stakes; And if there's a reason he seems to thrive when so few survive; Then, goddammit, I'm willing to wait for it; I'm willing to wait for it - Her voice went to a soft breeze, tickling Rhysand's soul as she rose her voice again for the final chorus - Life doesn't discriminate; Between the sinners and the saints; It takes, and it takes, and it takes; We rise, and we fall; And if there's a reason I'm still alive; When so many have died; Then I'm willing to - Her eyes met his in the middle of the public, a sense of understanding passing through them, an unspoken love for their court and the child both of them unknowingly raised together. She was still looking him deep in his eyes as she smiled and repeated the final phrase - Wait for it.

The final verse carried an air of determination, of embracing the journey and whatever it may bring. As the last notes reverberated through the theater, the audience erupted in applause, their hearts touched by the lady's stirring performance. Rhysand glanced at Nyx, whose eyes shone with a mixture of awe and admiration.

- That was amazing, Papa! Did you like it? - Nyx asked, his voice brimming with excitement.

- Yes, my star, I loved it. And I'm glad you brought me here to experience it with you - Rhysand smiled, his heart full of love for his young son and the lady who had brought so much joy into their lives.

Amid the ending performance with a song that reunited all of the cast together, the lady glanced up and met Rhysand's intense stare once again, singing some of the parts to him, in that fleeting moment the music seemed to draw them closer, and when she smiled bright and big and bowed to him in the end, his heart skipped a beat.

The final notes of the fun goodbye to the cast proportionate filled the air as the audience erupted into thunderous applause again. Nyx's heart swelled with pride, knowing that his Papa, the High Lord of the Night Court, had enjoyed the mesmerizing magic of "Miss Starlight's" song, just as he had. He couldn't wait to introduce them properly. As the crew took their final bow and the curtain fell, Nyx tugged on his father's hand, his excitement evident in his wide, sparkling eyes.

- Papa, come on! Let's go meet her! - He exclaimed, practically bouncing with enthusiasm. Rhysand chuckled at his son's exuberance, happy to see him so thrilled.

- All right, lead the way, little star - He said, following Nyx as they made their way backstage.

Behind the curtain, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the crew congratulated the lady on her outstanding performance. Nyx's eyes searched for her, and when he finally spotted her amidst the commotion, he pulled his father towards her.

- Miss Starlight! - Nyx called out, his voice filled with adoration. The lady turned, her eyes lighting up when she saw Nyx approaching with Rhysand in tow. She smiled warmly, her gaze moving from Nyx to Rhysand.

- Hello there, both of you - She greeted them, her voice as sweet as a lullaby. Nyx beamed, proud to have his father by his side.

- This is my Papa, the High Lord Rhysand. Papa, this is Lady Starlight, High Lady of the musical theater - he said, introducing them with a touch of pride.

- It's a pleasure to meet you, My Lord - The lady said, offering a graceful curtsy - Nyx has spoken very highly of you. I couldn't wait to finally meet the father of my biggest fan - Rhysand couldn't help but feel a hint of curiosity as he looked at the lady before him.

- Likewise - He replied with a genuine smile - Your performance was extraordinary. I've never heard such a captivating voice. And please, call me Rhysand, or Rhys - Her cheeks flushed with a blush of delight, and she bowed her head slightly

- Thank you, Rhysand. I'm honored that you enjoyed it - Before Nyx could contain his excitement, he interjected.

- Papa, you should ask her out on a date! - He shouted to his father, jumping up and down in place as he looked at both of the people he loved the most in the world (not that he would ever admit it next to the rest of his family). Rhysand blinked, surprised by Nyx's candid suggestion. He exchanged a glance with the lady, and a soft smile played on her lips.

- Is that so? - He asked, humor dancing in his eyes. Nyx nodded enthusiastically.

- Yes! She's really nice, and I know you'll like her. And I really want to call her mommy. And I'll change my name to Nyxie Starlight, and we'll be a family - Rhysand couldn't help but chuckle at his son's matchmaking efforts. Nyx, in his characteristic innocence, suggested they should marry soon so that Rhysand could be Mister Starlight, Nyx's mind forever intertwining her character's name with her true identity.

- Well, if it's alright with you, Miss Starlight, I'd love to take you out for a date - The lady's smile grew, her eyes shining with amusement.

- I'd be delighted, Rhys - The blush that covered her cheeks made Rhysand's heart flutter in a way he hadn't felt, even when he was with Feyre.

Nyx reveled in having both his beloved daddy and his adored Starlight in his life, and Rhysand found solace and bliss in a love he thought he would never experience again.

As they exchanged information and chose a day and place, Nyx couldn't contain his excitement, thrilled that his plan had worked. He knew that this lady had brought so much joy into his life, and he wanted nothing more than to see his Papa happy as well.

As they bid their farewells and left the theater, Rhysand felt a sense of warmth in his heart, grateful for the magical night he had shared with his son and the enchanting lady they now knew as "Miss Mommy Starlight." And as they looked up at the starlit sky above the Night Court, Rhysand knew that the adventure they had embarked upon was just beginning, an adventure filled with love, music, and the serendipitous magic of young hearts.

They embraced the magic of their fate, as their lives intertwined like a dance, creating a tale of love that would be whispered through the ages in the immortal lands of Prythian as the most magically musical love story that ever ran through history. Or the most disgustingly cute, as Nyx would proclaim, and they wouldn't have it any other way.

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