#[📂] — voice from under the bed
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I completely forgot about those HAHA– I hope your travel back home was well!! And I can be ur hypeman!! Ur works are always stunning (and ik many others agree, so u technically have many hypemen) but you truly are very talented, so no matter how big or small ur works are, they always deliver and are very good <33 /gen /pos aahhhdjwaks ur too lovely and a tad bitter but that's okay Dove <33 /t /j /pos
Wuuhhhdjsh,, Wei Wuxian who loves to show you off, but when one day the rolls switch, where you are the one showing him off as if he's your omega, he's feeling all soft and weak in the knees, his chest fluttering in joy at the thought of you adoring him as much as he does you,,, he will always find excuses to cling to you, both before and after he became a demonic cultivator. Him sometime biting your neck (as you do to him) and loves to see others reactions to it, because no matter what, you two are meant for each other, even if others don't seem to fully understand it.
Luo Binghe definitely wasn't the most "alpha"-esque alpha, you can't help but find it so cute at times <<333 Sure, his possessiveness and aggression to others who get close to you are definitely (somewhat) expected, but those moments when he willingly submits to you, sticking to you like taffy and being anything but an alpha towards you, well.. it'd be a lie if you were to say that you weren't at least a bit effected by it </33 Yes, he turned, yes, he used to be a beta, but the fact that he is now an alpha, still emits those alpha tendencies towards others but not you,,, even when he grows very confident and stronger, when he is so pliant towards you, only you, so willing to shed tears and keen into you, begging for your attention, for just a small kiss for how good hes been, just a small one— hhdbskdhs baby boy baby <333
AHH THATS SO CUTE,, Hua Cheng just releasing his scent because he's so happy to be around you is so fucking adorable omg 😭😭 maybe he got scared the first few times,, what if you didn't like it, would you hate him?? Think he's disgusting?? What if you never want to see him again?? He couldn't have that, he can't, he couldn't bare that– but when you keep brushing it off, not acknowledging it, he just gets happier, sometimes willing to release it as a way to not so subtly claim you as his dbska Maybe you know as well?? It was odd at first, but with how adorable it is, you can't help but indulge this cute little alpha who trots around, willing to be a beta/omega just for you <33
YESS!! When he finds out that ur just an alpha like beta, he can't help but think that you're just for him, how the heavens must have blessed him with you because of just how perfect you are,, for you seem to know whats comfortable for him without needing him to tell you, for you seem to know exactly what he likes, for he seems to wanting to be with you always– and when you allow him to cling to you as you keep scenting him and even marking him, he can only think how perfect you are, his perfect disciple
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because you embarrassed me (in a good way though) and I do not know how to answer you, since I can't even think of teasing, while I have already said everything about you in posts before about what a charming little panna cotta you are and how I love you<////3 'many hypemen' shush silly shush I appreciate the feeling of exclusivity and prefer to give it to others so you will be my only one<///3 /ht /affectionate / I'll pretend like I didn't see it after all these sweet words otherwise we'll have to get a gif with a hard block<3 /ht /hj very srs~<33333
WEI WUXIAN, whom you have known since childhood, and who constantly rubbing against you and leaving his milky smell, — because the appearance of smell during puphood feels slightly similar to teething, — and you didn't know if this was due to subconscious reaction to the fact that he treats you like you're 'omega', a simple puppy competition between alphas, or you also like to touch him, but you did exactly the same, sometimes even participating in incomprehensible for Jiang Cheng — who was an omega and regularly tolerated the two of you — attempts to hold the other and rub, even if there was no smell yet — and over the years it did not disappear; on the contrary, it became almost impossible to understand exactly what kind of smell you two had, because you constantly continued to mark each other with the smell, continuing to participate in all sorts of playful fights and chases, especially when WEI WUXIAN played dirty and jumped up, catching you by surprise, only to immediately try to hide from you.
(that's why you loved visiting Gusu Lan sect — after all, he couldn't use dirty tricks anymore!!!)
and this incomprehensible mutual dependence and obsession almost confused others, especially when you tried to treat each other like omegas, bragging and teasingly shamelessly asking for compliments for surpassing the other — and at the same time, ready to 'play along' with each other, even if still continued to maintain this playful struggle for dominance, forcing his brain to work to the maximum in attempts to surpass you, make you consider him "the best alpha" — and at the same time recognizing in his heart that when you surpass him, it's much nicer and even... mmm... hot, especially when you look down on him, — just like he feels — playfully arrogantly demanding that he acknowledge your superiority, but teasing his alpha instincts and inflaming him emotionally rather than actually suppressing.
(like 'step on me' let's be honest)
and it's really both hard and easy for you to explain why you have each other's bites on your neck, because, well, who is objectively better than you for each other? even if there is a feeling of rivalry and attempts to be better and stronger between you all the time, you are forced to step on your throat and agree that everything would be too smooth without it — even with the quarrels that sometimes arise, WEI WUXIAN is too attached to you and malleable, needy and clingy, and you are not better towards him, finding your home in him, just as he has found his home in you,,,,,,,
but just imagine that a cute hardworking turnip is running around next to you, like your pet that you first tamed and then made a puppy that you have to take care of, a sweet meek beta maiden who looks like only a lotus and looks at you with trusting adoring eyes, like a member of your pack, such a cutie — only to in a few years this 'cutie' turned out to be the demon king and was presented as an alpha, although you were sure that he was a beta, but he remained the same physically sticky and emotional; rather, even more adoring than he was, since the demonic blood strengthened all his already innate traits, making him completely whipped and obsessive, but you are surprisingly okay with this, even when he asks you to mark him as yours, shamelessly using the role of a servant boy, forcing you to even forget who he is now is — until it begins to seem to him that you are looking at someone else — and he explode emotionally, demanding that you look only at him, and you need all your perseverance and a smell, that acts on him like a tranquilizer, to convince him that he is your only charming husband and of course you will leave a bite!!! you will treat him like your omega!!! he's your adorable demonic hubby!!! you're not looking at anyone at all!!! no one can compare with him!!!
LUO BINGHE, who has moved to another universe where you are alive and coos and cares for you, knowing that in the future he will become an alpha anyway, while for now he can abuse his position as a beta (which he never did in his first life, wanting to look strong in front of you) and enjoy your protection and overprotection in view of the fact that someone has offended your beta, without hesitating to whimper or make a sad puppy face so that you feel sorry for him, knowing that he is not the type who will cheat or engage in acting, and LUO BINGHE purrs, snuggling up to you, although in fact smoothly makes you start to become too protective and loving, so that even after his conversion to alpha, you continue to consider him unknowingly lower/weaker and spoil him :(((( tell me that after your death in his time line, he did not have a thing for your belittling of his abilities and/or treatment as with your cute little thing, because your absence has dealt a huge blow to his psyche and that's how he felt while you were gone what's the name of this kink that's about belittling the intelligence of a partner so yes, he's your silly affectionate needy puppy do what you want with it dumbification & objectification i remember it. and so. he wants to be your pretty trouble-free doll, even if he is an alpha, but then he does not detach himself from you in search of love and adoration. you don't know what happened to your beta now alpha, but you're doing everything in your power,,,,, he's your shidi, after all,,,,,,,,
HUA CHENG is the type who cunningly follows you, continuing this role with an omega-like beta — and you gently nod, encouraging him to walk with you and get close (of course you don't see how his hand is constantly trying to touch you, and even when he touches you so unexpectedly, oh, it's so unexpected and imperceptible, it's so implicit), even if you have long known that he is a demon and an alpha, because, well, his scent so obviously seeps in and tries to wrap itself around you, as if clinging to you, that even with his disguise — after you have said goodbye to each other — for some time his implicit scent remains on your clothes.
he is just so excited to see you again, having previously spent several hours looking good for you and choosing the most suitable place to 'accidentally' meet, that his control unconsciously slips, — especially when he senses your own scent and wants not only to leave your scent on himself, but also to leave his own on you. even knowing that he should not do this so as not to arouse suspicion — but he is completely defenseless when inhales deeply while you are not looking and unconsciously wants to see if you also react to his smell,,,,,,
HUA CHENG who doesn't understand when suddenly he just stops hiding his smell, jealous, afraid that he's not good enough, and you really don't expect when you are almost knocked down by his strong and strong smell, trying to scare everyone away from you before you realize that your 'omega-like beta lover' suddenly began to smell like evil and the jealous alpha — wow what a coincidence apparently it's just some couple passed by with a jealous alpha of course it couldn't have been your lover!!! — and HUA CHENG is no longer sure, is he ashamed or funny if you say something like that when they ask you 'what's wrong with this guy', — but, well, what can they oppose? can they guarantee that no one was around?? of course not. your beloved beta is, well, beta, it's clear from his smell alone! besides, he's human!! he's a beta and a human!!! it's not very right to blame a person... unless they're betaphobes, of course!!! but you're not a betaphobe!!! betas are cute too!!! they're just looking for a way to humiliate someone because of their gender!!! they know how hard beta is, especially omega-like betas, but they still tell him like a face!!! not very good!!! they should think about their behavior!!!
and HUA CHENG in the background, not sure if you are protecting him or really think so, and experiencing butterflies in his stomach from your protection — and at the same time embarrassment, even more not understanding how to admit now that he is an alpha,,,,,
CHU WANNING, who may be becoming too... dependent on his disciple — of course, he cares about all his disciples, they are all members of the pack, as a teacher and students should be, but he is so implicitly and at the same time clearly favored towards you,,,,,
hates when you smell someone else, even if it's other disciples, constantly rubbing against you and scenting to get rid of the fragrance that makes him feel disgusted, touching possessive feelings that he didn't even know about before — until one day you and other disciples were engaged in random scenting in the winter in an attempt to warm up and establish contact (especially with those, who suffers from a lack of bodily contact, which is especially common in winter due to the lack of skin-to-skin contact and a small amount of sun), before visiting him — and Chu Wanning does not understand whether he is sick from the abundance of smells or because these smells are on you, but you stink so much that he can't help but try almost from the threshold, rub against you, ridding you of a mixture of other people's flavors and replacing it with his own, jealously snuggling — but you obediently accept, also slightly rubbing against him, leaving your smell that always relaxes him, but rather waiting until CHU WANNING feels that now you smell only of him before letting you go out of his hands, purring contentedly, and returning to the role of a calm and cold shizun (not so cold and calm though, but you prefer don't talk about it out loud), finally having the opportunity to be alone with you, even if he is not the best conversationalist — until you find a suitable topic and he becomes almost terribly talkative, especially for his usual personality, feeling the desire to answer your every question and explain everything that causes you perplexity.
but what can he do? you are too precious, too perfect — and even after getting used to giving and working without waiting for recognition, CHU WANNING cannot deny that you seem to have been created to complement each other, even if he has long grown out of these fairy tales and understands that this is impossible. but you smell so charming, alluring, and at the same time implicitly, as if specially smelling so nice and soft for his hypersensitive nose, which does not tolerate any strong aromas that are inherent in most people or even things,,,,,,
maybe neither of you two had a choice from the very beginning — especially when his teeth touch your skin, understanding little of what is happening under the influence except that his is hot and divine, feeling like he puts a mark for the first time in his life on something very desirable and important — while you are lying, not so confused by the label, but rather amazed that it was you who turned out to be what he so longed for. leave a mark on your neck? is this shizun's dream? you are so puzzled and confused... ,,,,,,,,
#[📂] — voice from under the bed#❖.my jewelry#✮.panna cotta <3#.spicy♡#✉.wei wuxian#✉.luo binghe#✉.hua cheng#✉.chu wanning#🧸.yandere au#🧸.omegaverse au
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📂 𝐄𝐧𝐯𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦
↳ 📂 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈
Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader
𝐀𝐎3 | 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.8k
𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Roommate AU, Jealous!Miguel, male masturbation. MINORS DNI 🔞🔞
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Miguel has mixed feelings towards your new boyfriend. That was until you came back with very exciting devastating news
It has been a few months since Miguel had been introduced to your new boyfriend. He remembered the day painfully well. You invited your new flame over to watch a movie with him in your room, an adoring look was radiant on your face when you opened the door and greeted him with a kiss on his cheek.
Miguel was in the living room that day, tinkering with some of his work from his lab until was interrupted with your sweetened voice when you showed the lucky guy who managed to claim you. All those days leading upto that moment, he was subjected to you gushing about him and was forced to listen to your rants and endless infatuation until he finally got to see him in person.
The image of you clinging onto his arm and pressing it against your chest with your head resting on his shoulder was burnt into his psyche. You wore one of your special dresses and even touched up on your makeup to enhance your appearance. For a fleeting moment, Miguel imagined what it would be like having you dress up for him like that, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
Miguel had only managed to give a subtle nod in acknowledgement before he quickly averted away, immersing himself in his work. The solitude followed with you leading him back to your bedroom and closing the door, leaving Miguel abandoned in the living room alone with his withering pride.
Weeks go by and Miguel could only watch as your relationship flourished. He couldn’t do anything but support you for the sake of being a good roommate and friend. You’d come home with gifts he had giving you or even bite marks around your neck in the morning after staying over the night at his house. The sight of you being marked by another man, a man that was the embodiment of everything he didn’t have the courage to be, left a bitter pang in Miguel’s gut.
Now he found himself in the familiar confinement of his own room, perched on his bed with the holographic tablet in his hand. The grip on the device was firmer than it should be, and his focus was wavering. He listened to the faint sound that was emanating from your room. He attempted to keep himself distracted with his work on the glowing screen, but his mind was stubbornly fixed on you.
You’ve invited your boyfriend over for the night again and, unfortunately with how thin the walls were, Miguel could hear everything.
It started off with your laughter echoing in the room and now replaced with more lascivious noises. He didn’t have to be in the same room to know what was going on, your begging and moans gave it away as well as the bed repeatedly knocking on the wall.
Every moan he heard from you, that was driven by your boyfriend’s touch, felt like pricking needles, relentlessly deflating his already bruised ego. He cursed himself for even agreeing to be in the apartment while you and your boyfriend were there. A bystander to the unbearable scene.
He knew something like this would happen eventually but he didn’t anticipate it would happen so soon. Too soon to him, anyways. But something inside him was keeping him rooted on the bed, unable to get himself to move. As if hearing your moans from another man wasn’t tormenting enough.
He craned his head to face the side of the room where the sound was coming from, the side where your room bore directly opposite the wall. He shuffled uncomfortably under the covers, fingers digging into his tablet as his frustration grew. He wasn’t mad at you, he could never be. His frustration stemmed from his own pride, preventing him from confessing which now lead him to a compromising position.
His thoughts drifted back to the times you had spent together as friends and roommates. Only you managed to find that hairline fracture of vulnerability beneath his stoic demeanour. All those moments seemed pale in comparison to the intimacy he now overheard.
You were always so sweet to him, always willing to assist him whenever you could. You even made him empanadas on his birthday and cooked for him on several occasions.
He knew that sharing a domestic life with you would be a breeze. After everything you have done for him, he should be happy for you and respect your privacy. It was the bare minimum he should give as a friend, especially after everything you’ve done for him.
But he couldn’t help the antipathy feeling that everything you did was just out of the kindness of your heart and being a good roommate — it was painfully clear that there was nothing more to it. He was always there but never truly there in your heart. He wondered if there was a special space for him in your life, or if he would forever remain on the sidelines, an observer of your life and, now, your newfound intimacy.
As he reminisced on his relationship with you, he couldn’t stop himself from recollecting those small moments when you unknowingly exuded a certain charm that got his blood rushing and his cock throbbing unintentionally. Small innuendos that you were oblivious to but he couldn’t stop his mind from racing with thoughts when he observed you.
He recalled that one moment last summer when you were having an ice popsicle that melted down your hand. He watched as you quickly lapped up the sweetened juice from your fingers, your tongue gracefully moving along them, before popping the popsicle back in your mouth, savouring the flavour of the cold treat. It didn’t help that the sun was casting an irresistible golden glow on your skin too.
Another moment that etched his mind was when he came home to see you settled on the couch while leaning on the arm rest. His line of sight dropped to your breasts and how they were pressed together with your arm wrapped around yourself. He had to tear himself away from there before you would notice him gawking.
But even after he left the room, his mind couldn’t break away from the image of his cock sliding and fitting between your breasts, squeazing it as he fucked them, while watching the pre-cum leak down your chest.
Being so lost in his thoughts, Miguel hadn’t realised the heat that was reaching down his crotch until he felt a familiar tightness under his sweatpants. He removed the blanket that covered him to reveal his erection, prominent and visible, under the fabric.
“Mierda,” he groaned. Shame quickly washed over him. Placing the tablet down on the bedside table, he sat up from his bed and ran his hand over his unruly hair.
He let himself get carried away with his imagination that only dug him further in his grave. He really should’ve just left the whole apartment to you so he could have avoided this predicament.
But the frustration and shame he was feeling was quickly replaced with desperation and need for relief. Reluctantly, he reached over the hem of his sweatpants and pulled them down, along with his boxers, to free his aching cock. He hissed, feeling the room's atmosphere settle on his crotch, after being trapped under his clothes like a bondage.
His heart was pulsating hard in his chest as he reached for his length, gripping it firmly. There were several reasons why he really shouldn’t be doing this, why this was a bad idea, but he brought himself too deep into this rabbit hole of his desires that he couldn’t think of one.
He started off with a steady pace, running his hand over it repeatedly up to the top and back down to the base. He could feel his fangs emerge from his canines, something that only happened with high levels of rage or intense pleasure.
“Ay coño-” He moaned lowly before biting down on his lower lip, stifling himself from being too loud. If he could hear everything from your room, there was no doubt you could hear him as well.
He doesn’t usually do this to himself regularly, but after living with you and watching the way you acted towards him and how you carried yourself, he was spellbound.
He squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back. His mind recalling that one steamy memory of you applying the coconut-scented sunscreen over your exposed skin. Your hands gliding sensually over your exposed collarbone, shoulders and down your thighs and over every curve of your body that Miguel longed to explore with his own hands.
He was fully aware that he was never going to experience that now — the most physical touch he received from you were your hugs that you would give from time to time.
He imagined what it would feel like, kissing your exposed skin as he slowly slipped off each barrier of clothes. He wondered how sensitive you were — Would you squirm under him if he were to touch your delicate areas? Will you moan out his name or tug on his hair when he eats you out?
Speaking of which, your moans from the next room continued on and were now adding an erotic backdrop to his forbidden fantasies, making the scenes that were reeling in his mind more vivid.
He didn’t even want to imagine what your boyfriend was doing to your body right now to get you to moan like that. It would only deflate the bliss he was feeling, and his cock, if he dwelled on that thought too much.
He kept his focus on those specific memories of you driving him insane while continually trying to reach his peak.
He knew your tight cunt would squeeze him better than his hand but it’ll have to do now. He imagined you sweating and panting while under him. You weren’t always good with eye contact so he’d probably have to hold your chin to get you to look at him while thrusting into you.
He would watch your brows crease and your mouth part with every breathy moan as your poor cunt would take in the sheer size of him. Shock, you’d look so adorable being helpless and a mess from him. He’d want to see you shiver under his touch.
He increased his pace, feeling his climax crawling up to him painstakingly slow. Would you arch your back or dig your nail further into his back while taking in his cum? The mere image was enough to tip him over the edge, an overwhelming orgasm that caused his legs to shake.
His cum shot up before running down his knuckles. It continued to spill over his lower abdomen and boxers. He allowed himself to get lost in the heated sensation as he rode out his high.
By the time his senses settled in, he knew he had to dismiss all those thoughts he had of you from his head. The evidence of his recent activities still spilled down his lower abdomen and the back of his hand.
With a defeated sigh, he quickly cleaned himself up and settled back into bed, attempting to drown out the background noise that was still going on the rest of the night.
{{Part 2}}
#miguel o’hara x reader#miguel o'hara x you#miguel o'hara smut#miguel o’hara smut#miguel o’hara x you#miguel o’hara x y/n#spiderman across the spiderverse#spiderman 2099 x reader#spiderman 2099 spiderverse#spiderman 2099#miguel spiderman#miguel ohara x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#♦︎— spicy#★— ayrus writes
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could you pls do a oneshot on how sanji would react to his male!s/o (if you do male) looking at himself in the mirror before asking him if he’d love him more if he were a woman cause he has seen how different he was treated compared to nami and robin:) angst to comfort pls💕
📂 Would you love me more if I was a women?
Male reader X Sanji
Warning: angst to comfort
Note: Hi love! Yes I’m open to write for male reader as stated in my rules !! So all good! I have never tried it before so I hope you still like it 💕✨Its also a concept I honestly have been thinking of somehow?? So let’s dive in 👩🏻💻
You were getting dressed as Sanji was still sleeping peacefully. His light snoring mixed with the melody of the early birds in the morning was everything domestic you loved. Sanji didn’t have much sleep last night as he had a lot of cleaning to do late at night after a big feast on the boat. You stared at your lover comfortable in the sheets, his fluffy blonde hair scattered on his face as his lips were slightly parted.
You loved him so much but there was time you doubted his love. You eyes trailed on your figure as your eyes lingered on your reflection. You stared at yourself in the mirror as thoughts flooded your mind. You of course noticed how different his behaviour differs when he’s with a women and that always left you feeling uneasy. When Sanji realized his feelings for you, he never treated you so far different as the two women on the ship, but you could still notice some differences. Somewhere inside you, you wondered if he would’ve loved you more as a women and every time your mind went there, you could feel your heart shatter a little.
Your eyes fixed on your reflection and your nude torso, your eyes slowly started to fill with tears as the feeling was too unbearable anymore. You tried not to wake your boyfriend up, so you tried to be silent, but some sniffs gave it away. Sanji stirred awake from his sleep and in his morning voice he mumbled your name.
You didn’t reply as you know your shaky voice would give it away so you proceed by putting your shirt on and hiding your face away from him.
-Are you crying, baby?
He asked alarmed as he pushed himself sat on the bed. He stared at you through the mirror with his messy hair.
-No…it’s fine..
You say under your breath as you wipe your tears with your hands.
-No, its not. You’re crying my love..
He says softly in an almost broken voice. He hated seeing you like this and not knowing why made him feel upset. He immediately gets up and find his way to you as he wraps his arms around your shoulders, chest pressed against your back. The moment he embraced you, you broke down in tears.
-It’s so stupid Sanji…
You sob even harder feeling your chest suddenly so heavy.
-Nothing is stupid if it makes you cry, what’s wrong? Tell me, sweetheart..
You do your best to calm down with few big breaths, gathering up the courage to ask him this question that have been taunting you since the beginning of your relationship.
-Would …Would you love me more if I was a woman…
Sanji looks at you in disbelief a second. He furrows his eyebrows and doesn’t waste any time showering you with kisses on your back and neck. Letting his fingers trail your back to comfort you.
-Look at me, why would you ever think that?
He asks in a serious tone, concerned shown all over his face. You look down at your nervous fingers and let a deep sigh out.
-You clearly treat Nami and Robin differently than the rest of the crew, because we are males..
-No, I treat you and the girls differently. I don’t care about the rest. You are the one I love and care about more than anything, no matter what’s your gender.
He sits next to you and softly makes you look at him. He takes your hands and soothes them by brushing his thumbs over each.
-I grew up with a man in my life that shaped how I treat women and I can’t do nothing about it even if I want to, because it’s been that way ever since I was a kid…My body naturally act this way.
He takes a big breath as he watches your expression carefully, trying his best not to fumble with his words and hurt you more.
-But my heart beats so fast only when I’m with you, I seek only for your heart and your eyes. I hope I haven’t treated you any different from them, but if you ever feel that way from now on, tell me on the spot and I will fix it, alright? It pains me so much to see you like this, you know I love you?
He explains slowly weighting his words. He couldn’t change his past actions or how they could’ve possibly hurt you, but he wants to be a better man for you now and in the future. He wants to give all he has for you, because you just mean that much to his eyes. You slightly avoid his eyes for a moment, but a small smile creep up on your lips as you stare at his soft warm smile.
-I love you too..I’m sorry I don’t kno-
-You don’t need to be sorry, darling. I’m the one who apologizes.
Sanji quickly cuts you off with a huge grin as he wraps his arms around your body. He closes his eyes as he thinks of the situation and he couldn’t imagine a life without you. He will do anything to change this. He opens his eyes once again and slightly pull away to leave a kiss on your nose and forehead. He smiles.
-Breakfast?
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hello! can i request ni-ki with prompts 20 + 35 pls 🥹 thank you!
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📂 bf! nishimura riki x reader . niki cant sleep without you by his side . niki just being a soft boy :( inspo — prompt 20: trailing their lips softly across their lovers skin. + prompt 35: their lover gets out of bed, they get up and drag them back under the covers .
a/n not as good as I wanted it to be 😭 apologies in advance
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You hadn’t been gone long enough for the sheets next to where Ni-ki laid to loose all there warmth, but he felt as if you’d been gone for hours. He laid half asleep, his hyungs snoring and stirring in their own beds—completely unaware to the state of misery their maknae was in. Perhaps as he balanced between sleep and wake his emotions were having a hard time balancing between logical and extreme. As his heart filled with a unexplainable ache and his eyes began to brim with irrational tears, he decided you had been gone from his side for much too long—and he would be taking it upon himself to bring you back.
He swings his legs over the side of the bed, pushing himself from the mattress—his head knocking against the frame of the bed above him, he muffles his groan with a hand laid over his mouth. He slips his bare feet into his slippers, the soles shuffling against the floors as he trudges from the room. Even this early into the morning the boys are still filling the dorms with their bodily noises, snores and sleep-filled grunts slip into the air—but yet if Ni-ki was any louder with his steps he would have more problems than trying to locate you.
Jungwon smiled softly as he spoke, his gaze lingering on his mug as he glides it from hand to hand at the kitchen table. “You know, I’ve never seen him this happy.” His words are barely above a whisper, he seems shy about his statement. “He broke out into a dance when the boys agreed to let you stay the night,” his voice turns up as he laughs.
“Of course he did,” you mutter softly. “I’m glad I got to stay.”
“Even tho our snores keep you up?”
“I should have known what I was walking into,” Jungwon simply smiles and raises his mug to his lips. “Or maybe Ni-ki should have given me a heads up.” His mug clinks gently against the table. “Thank you, tho.”
“For what?”
“Sitting here with me, talking to me, making me tea.”
Jungwon raises his eyebrows in surprise and he chuckles softly. “You do so much for us, and lately , because of you, Ni-ki hasn’t been such a pain.” Jungwon reaches for your mug, to which you let him take, and then he stands from the table. “When Ni-ki is having a hard day you drop everything for him, but you also drop everything for each one of us. Me making tea and talking to you is the least I could ever do.” A moment passes in the kitchen before anybody speaks, but when somebody does its neither you or Jungwon.
“Come back to bed, I’m tired.”
Both your gazes flicker to the messy-haired, pyjama clad boy standing at the kitchen entrance, a deep frown is plastered across his features—bringing a slight smile to your face.
You tried to fight against Ni-ki as he dragged you from the kitchen, but his grip on your waist was much too strong—leaving you to mutter apologies to Jungwon as you were dragged from the kitchen. The leader only chuckled as he watched you struggle against your boyfriends hold, you knew you weren’t going to escape but it was worth some sort of try.
As Ni-ki opened the door to the room you ceased struggling, not wanting to risk waking up one of the boys—knowing how grouchy they could be. Ni-ki let you go, kicked his slippers off, and crawled into the bed—throwing back the duvet. It wasn’t so much an invitation, more of a command. You oblige and crawl onto the mattress, Ni-ki lets out a satisfied sigh as you lay in the space next to him and brings the duvet over your shoulders, tucking it beneath your chin.
“Comfy?” He whispers, you nod gently. He hums softly as he pulls you closer—if that was even possible, seeing as you both are squeezed into a single bunk. He stares at you with loving eyes, leaning in closer he brings his lips to your cheek—but he doesn’t press a kiss to your skin. He simply glides his lips gently across your skin, trailing them over your jaw—lingering softly on your chin before he continued the trail down the front of your neck. Once he reaches the base he plants a soft kiss atop your collarbones. “Can you stay here?”
Bringing your arms around him and pulling him tight against you is your answer. He sighs happily and nuzzles deeper into your shoulder.
“Why’d you leave me for him?” His voice is barely above a whisper.
You sigh, your fingers running through the hairs along the back of his neck. “I didn’t leave you for him, I had to get a drink and he was already in the kitchen when I got there. Im sorry I was gone so long tho, I didn’t notice.”
“You still love me?”
A bed frame groans as one of the boys shifts. “Can you two shut up?”
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「 SCREAM FOR YOU ! 」 . . . 📂 05
scream : billy loomis, stu macher
wrd count : 2.3k
⊹˚.⋆ synopsis . . . hidden feelings come to surface between billy and [name] as stu hides in the closet
⊹˚.⋆ starring . . . billy loomis, stu macher, & male reader
Rustling awoke me from my slumber. Figuring it was Billy leaving my room I prepared to fall back to sleep until I felt a body fall against mine. I peered open my eye slightly to see a figure shaking Billy's body.
"Billy. Billy, wake up!"
My interest peaked at the figure whispering to the sleeping body next to me. My mind was foggy from sleep, but I was sure the voice belonged to Stu. Why is Stu here? Questions raced throughout my head as Billy's body shook against my body repeatedly.
"Billy! Wake up!"
Stu shook Billy's body with a rough jab, and my face smooshed against Billy's chest. I could hear his breathing pick up as he regained consciousness, "Stu?"
"Yes, it's me!"
"What are you doing here?"
"I thought you were going to kill [Name]!"
"That was the plan." I could hear Billy grumble at the statement. My earlier quick thinking really did save my life. If I could have at the moment I would've patted myself on the back.
A long pause filled the quiet room. I wasn't sure what had indicated the pause until Billy let out a disgruntled phrase under his breath, "Is that a knife?"
Fear coursed from the tip of my head to the bottom of my feet. Stu had come here to kill me! Billy's grasp around my body tightened, and I wanted nothing more, but to squirm out of his grasp. He was going to hold me down while Stu gutted me!
"No! Yes... Maybe.?"
I couldn't see what was happening, but tension filled the space. Neither Billy nor Stu were speaking until Stu let out a small gasp of disbelief, "Wait... Are you two cuddling?"
I grimaced at his words. Cuddling with his best friend was not the view I wanted to bless Stu with. Especially when he's about to murder me.
"It's not cuddling! It's... it's..."
"It's cuddling. His face is to your chest, and you have your arms wrapped around him! You're not even this touchy with Sidney!"
"Shut up! Alright. I get it."
"Okay, okay! But tell me how this happened. I thought you were going to kill him?"
Billy's hands loosened from my torso, "I couldn't kill him. The timing wasn't right. I would've gotten caught."
"So now you're cuddling with him?"
"I told you we're not cuddling!"
Laughter spilled from Stu's mouth, "Sure... but I don't blame you. He's cute when he sleeps."
My heart skipped a beat at Stu's words. He thinks I'm cute? He thinks I'm cute! I gave my arm a pinch; he's about to stab you, [Name]!
"He's smart; just like you said."
"See! With his brain, we can totally get away with our plan."
"He's dangerous to our plan. We have to kill him sooner or later."
Here it comes. My death. I held my breath as I awaited the feeling of metal stabbing into me, yet seconds passed and nothing happened.
Exhaling from the brief moment of holding my breath a yawn slipped from my opened mouth. Fuck. You don't yawn when you're asleep! The boys had realized this too since I could hear Stu's loud thumping as he hid somewhere in my room.
I knew I had to go along with the whole 'he's waking up!' impromptu scenario, so that's what I did. With another fake yawn and some slow blinks, I turned to Billy, "Billy?"
"...Yes?"
"What was that noise?"
Billy's eyebrows did a comedic raise as he searched the depths of his mind for a lie fueling my amusement. Seeing the callous Billy Loomis fumble at my hands was truly a treat.
"It... was me. My leg went numb, so I gave it a few bangs against the bed frame to wake it up."
"Oh, okay."
I did an overdramatic expression of confusion as I checked out the position the two of us were in. Billy's arms had me trapped in close, and our legs were touching.
Billy tilted his head back with a sigh, "Trust me, I didn't know we were in this position too."
"It kinda brings you back though, doesn't it?"
I hadn't meant to bring up the memory, but the words tumbled out of my mouth.
"Yeah, it does."
Awkwardness filled the closed-in space between us. I hadn't meant to bring up the memory we both promised to forget about, but it had just happened so suddenly.
"Sorry," I looked down at my hands as I let out a wimpy apology.
Billy gave me a look that was softer than usual, "It's been 4 years. It was going to get brought up eventually."
I hugged my knees closer, "Yeah, you're right. We couldn't ignore it forever."
Billy gave my shoulder a squeeze of comfort, "[Name], stop beating yourself up about it. We didn't do anything wrong that night."
"We didn't. I did."
"It was just as much my fault as it was yours."
"I pushed you away! Billy, I ruined our relationship..."
I looked back up at Billy, "Is that why you wanted to kill me? Why'd you call me?"
"What? No! That's not why I was going to kill you!"
"Then what!"
"You're too smart for your own good. That's why."
I stood up from my position on the bed, "Oh please; smart? You're going to kill me, and I'm over here worrying about some stupid kiss from 4 years ago!"
My chest heaved as the memories came back to me. The kiss, me pushing him away, us swearing to forget about it under the bleachers, and the worst of it; us pretending like the other didn't exist until now, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Billy. I was confused, and it just wasn't the right time for me to face how I felt about guys. It's scary coming to terms with that, you know? God, no, you don't know! What am I thinking? It was a mistake. You're dating Sidney now anyways," I crossed my arms against my chest refusing to spare Billy a look.
"Stop it! I do know what it's like. Stop treating me like-"
"Like what?"
"Like a fucking alien!"
I felt his presence loom over me as his hand met my cheek, "I'm still the Billy you knew back then."
I slapped his hand, "No! You're not! The Billy I knew back then wasn't a killer, and he certainly wouldn't have tried to kill me! He wouldn't have ignored me for years, and then come back into my life and act like things were the way before."
I felt Billy's anger begin to spill out as he flared his nostrils. I had awakened something in him I was afraid to awake earlier.
"Oh and like you're the same! The [Name] I knew back then wasn't a pretentious loser who lives his life on the sidelines. The [Name] I knew wouldn't be a creep who tries to pretend he doesn't pry on any guy he sees. And you know what? The [Name] I knew wouldn't like his sister's boyfriend."
Hot tears streamed down my face, "H-how do you know about that?"
"How doesn't everyone know it? You make fucking goo-goo eyes at him every five fucking seconds. In the library for one? I saw the way you looked at him."
Billy cornered me into the wall next to the closet door, "You don't even try to hide it; you sick bastard. What about Tatum? How would she feel if she knew her sweet, older brother was checking her boyfriend out?"
I stood stiff as a board as a fit of anger I never knew I had in me erupted in me, "You're the sick one here! You try and act like you're so mean and tough, but I see who you are. You're still that little 14-year-old boy who thought that you would love someone as much as the Candyman loved Helen, and who stole my first kiss because you were so convinced I was your Helen."
I pushed my finger into his chest, "Is that why you decided that instead of slaughtering me like a fucking pig you would cuddle me? Maybe I would give you another chance? You are sick if you thought so."
Billy was quiet. Tears were still pouring down from my eyes, "I don't know what happened to you, but you're not the man you were 4 years ago. I could've loved him, but I could never love you. Never."
Our eyes met. Shock shot throughout my body as I saw tears welling up in his downcast eyes. Guilt seized my gut at the sight, but I couldn't let him win.
Billy's fingers reached out for mine. They tangled with my digits until he clasped our hands together, "I'm sorry."
"For trying to kill me or for what you just said?"
"For everything."
I looked up at the ceiling avoiding Billy's gaze. I couldn't forgive him. Not now. Not ever.
I slipped my hand out of his, "I don't know if I can forgive you after this, Billy. I really don't, but I just ask for one thing."
"What?"
"Leave Stu out of this."
Billy moved closer in proximity to me causing our chests to touch, "Do you love him?"
The question startled me. I knew for a fact I liked Stu but loved him? That was completely different from just liking him, and I wasn't sure if I could handle the responsibilities of being in love with Stu Macher.
"I... don't know."
"Good."
He leaned his lips a few centimeters from mine. I could feel the heat coming from his body as he came closer, pausing, almost seeming like he was hesitating, before using his left hand to cradle my face and pecking my lips. Everything from the tips of my toes to my ears burned, but my heart ached yearning for his lips once more.
My fingers traced the heat radiating from my lips as I looked up, cluelessly, at Billy. He took the hand tracing my lips and interlocked it with his as he closed the distance between us again.
It was an awkward, painful clash of lips and teeth. My eyes were shot open as Billy made a show of himself with my lips. The forcefulness started to slip away into something lovely as our lips continued to mesh together.
I hated to admit it, but I was kissing him back. And, surprisingly, I enjoyed it. He had plump, pretty lips that felt like a soft pillow against my lips, and God, he tasted so fucking good.
Kissing was one thing, but kissing Billy was another, entirely different thing. It felt like I had a 'love fever', my entire being felt nothing but hot. I absentmindedly wrapped my hands around his neck, successfully locking ourselves in such a position.
Billy's right hand crossed my body, carefully. It was as if I was the most precious craftsmanship that the world had ever seen, and he couldn't dare to let go. His hands spoke words his mouth didn't dare.
After our sensual kissing session, our conversation consisted of nothing but heavy breathing. The tip of our noses touched while our hands interlocked our two bodies together.
A smug look appeared on his face, "You didn't push me away this time."
"I... I was overwhelmed!"
"Whatever you say."
I directed a glare at the cocky boy in front of me with a scoff. He just gave me a pointed look with that same smug smile before climbing out my window.
Billy was confusing. He wanted to murder me one minute and play boyfriend with me the next. I touched my lips again remembering what it felt like to have his on mine.
I banged my head on the wall praying it would make Billy stop haunting my mind. At least with Stu, I didn't have to worry about him wanting to slaughter me! Well, at least until tonight...
Oh, god. Stu was still in my room, and he saw everything that just went down between Billy and me! I made out with Billy in front of Stu. The same Stu I had been crushing for months! What was wrong with me?
Not only that but what do I do now when he's here to kill me? I had already dealt with enough near-death experiences in one night and did not want to deal with another.
With hesitant steps, I crawled back into my bed, but with no aspirations of going to sleep. It was childish of me to think he wouldn't come after me if I was in my covers, but I wasn't quite sure what else to do except go back to the childish ideal.
A creaking came from the direction of my closet, and I tugged onto the sheets tight with my eyelids clenched closed. After surviving an ordeal with the murderous (and extremely attractive) Billy Loomis I was going to die now. How rigged is that?
The sound of Stu's steps got increasingly louder as he approached the side of my bed. I was extremely aware of his body heat lingering around me as he loomed over my resting figure. A vision of Stu standing over my covered silhouette ready to brutalize me with a knife flickered in my head replacing the vision I once held of the excitable, beautiful boy I fell for with a never-departing smile.
My demented thoughts: however, were interrupted by a small pressure being applied to my forehead. It was delicate, virtually nonexistent, but I knew that it was a kiss similar to the ones my mom placed on my forehead to show her affection.
A small, quiet voice fanned from my forehead to my lips. I fought the urge to open my eyes and see what vision of Stu I held was true. My desire was interrupted by that voice no longer fanning against my lips, but instead speaking to them, "I'll make you love me, [Name]. I will."
With those words in mind, I fell asleep with my mind at a crossroads, and I wasn't sure which way to go.
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Heyya I'm a regular around both your tumblrs and I really love not just your content but also your opinions on some stuff...
That being said you can totally ignore this ask if you don't want to talk about this stuff on your blog..
I was wondering if you knew about a lot of these fic writing blogs that are top!male!reader but they say stuff like "females don't interact/ if you use she her pronouns dni"
If you know, what are your thoughts about this?
Hello, sweetie,,,,, I am very pleased that someone is interested in reading my thoughts,,,,,, and it's okay, I like to talk about everything <333
cw my opinion, swearing is used once
— objectively speaking
I think it is absolutely valid and correct.
any blog is like a small Kingdom that has a Ruler (or Rulers), and it is fair that it is the Ruler who creates the rules and chooses who can participate in the management and who cannot. so, yes, it is normal and right that they create their safe space, even if some of their rules may seem offensive or unfair, and even if they do not write what any of their residents would like. because this is their Kingdom and only they can decide what should be here and what should not be.
* therefore, I find these dramas strange with "they don't write for the reader I want" — this is incorrect, stupid and meaningless.
yes, even if some of the writers, uh, sound sexist. not in the sense that "she/her dni", but when they allow themselves rude statements — I think some understand who I'm talking about. even if they are rude and harsh, you have the right to block them, but you have no right to fight with them if they talk about it on their territory. this is their personal space and their Kingdom.
it's pointless and rude to molest them, regardless of whether they write 'dni Billie Eilish fans', do not want to see *insert ship* fans, do not like homophobes or do not want to see she/her among their followers. if this is their comfort zone, then we can't judge them.
(fortunately, you can block an unlimited number of such persons aha-)
— subjectively speaking
In general, I rarely interact with those who write strictly for some reader. Especially if they have 'dni' that I don't share. You know, the usual rules and byf can say a lot about a writer.
I once saw a writer who bluntly said that all her works were only for female writers — I just nodded and blocked her so as not to see her posts ever again. did I do something wrong? of course not. I just felt uncomfortable with the idea that this is all just for girls, but I'm not a 'female', so it makes no sense for me to see her posts. If she officially says that only for girls, even if some of her posts contain "gender neutrality", then I still won't read them, since I know that they are for girls.
No, thank you, I don't need works that are "gender neutral, but generally written for girls (boys)" — I want those works that are completely gender neutral from the fact that the writer invented them with gender neutrality and showed the same neutrality to readers. That is why some readers write "why are they gender neutral if your reader is a male / female" — because it is felt when the reader is not neutral, even if the writer calls them that.
the same thing happens with those who use 'dni she/her' — if I get to their work and understand that it's not accidental and I can see them in the future, but I prefer to block them just in case. I'm just uncomfortable reading the works of those who don't want interaction just because of pronouns, you know. They have the right to exclude, because they are uncomfortable — I have the right to exclude, because such a rule makes me uncomfortable.
That is, as long as I am them/their, it's fine, but if I alone understand that I prefer she/her, then they won't be happy with me? I'm sorry, but then let them go fuck themselves, no good content is worth it. Same theme with female — if I am afab or if I use she/her? or if I use makeup and dresses? or if I'm ok with reading female readers? they never make it clear.
I'm not going to be a reader of such a writer and I have the right, as they have the right not to be happy with a reader like me.
* and I find it strange "well, they can fetishize"; that is, not-she/her can't do it? if you're uncomfortable, then just say so — why these strange excuses, I don't understand either. it's okay if you're uncomfortable, it's not something to be shy about — it's your Kingdom and your right not to want to see anyone.
It's one thing when the reader is feminine and masculine, and another when it's clearly a man or a woman (not in the sense of afab / amab). And it's just annoying. Although I often hear that the reader should be neutral, but I believe that it is the choice of every writer for whom they want to write, but they should also express it explicitly, and not play cat and mouse, ugh.
Also with submissive writers — you only have to use one little tag, why don't they even do that?
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I will chomp you until my jaw falls off >:(( /ht I can give you one for now, mwah~,, there– is that good, Dove? Or would you like some more?? /t shh I'll sleep well tonight so shhhh
Hhhasidnisajdk yes yes omgomg- his head and chest feel so fuzzy at this moment, he can't tell if it's from excitement, your thrusting, or the fingers around his throat. Yuuta already knows that he is overly spent, the fact that he even has consciousness right now is a miracle (or maybe he has lost it a few times, but he can't tell when you just keep thrusting, even after he says he can't go on anymore <//33) It feels too much, it feels too good– When you pant out how filthy he is for wanting this, he can't help but whimper, slurring out how you're right, but he's only like that for you. All for you. And when your beautifully cruel words turn into sweet praises, how good he is for being so dirty just for you,, he loves you dearly, but fuck is he hooked on you acting like this. Even when it even begins to feel painful, and he knows that once he says a simple word that you'll stop, he never wants it to end <33 I, Panna "Panettone" Cotta, swear to work on my behavior so that I'm no longer suspicious 😌
When beta!Toge looks at you both, deeply watching the way Yuuta looks at you, hearing him beg for you to mark him, he can't help but wish for it. Two alphas physically can't mark each other and leave in imprint, unlike how an alpha can do so to an omega (even betas in some cases!) So when he sees how desperate Yuuta is, constantly begging for marking, for you to imprint yourself onto him so he can be yours for all eternity,, Toge can't help but wonder how Yuuta would look if alphas truly could do that. What noise would he make? How would his face look? Would he claw at you, or the sheets?? Will he mark you back right away, or would he be too far in bliss to even move?? Would he call out your name? Would he just moan? Or maybe he would feel too good that he physically couldn't even make a noise?? As alphas, would you have to bite harder on his nape to mark him? Would he cry out from pain or whine in pleasure?? As his mind keeps pacing over and over on possibilities, he just finds himself craving to find out (especially with Yuutas rut around the corner, he's already begging you to do so, even if it's not possible, and he gets more and more shameless everyday <33).
...will you ever be satisfied?? </33 /j
I want to both curse you but also thank you for my Yuuta obsession. I used to just like him, he was super cute and lovable and just– askjfd, and then YOU got me hooked on him <//333
1)AHH I'm in love, so so very in love <<3333 The first time you kissed him, held him, fucked him, hell, even just looked at him, he felt like he was going to die. Is this a dream? You?? You're looking at him? Kissing him? Whispering sugar coated addictive words into his ears?? You, of all people? It felt like all air escaped him, he's imagined this so many ways. He's read so many romance mangas and novels, he's watched so many romance movies, listened to numerous love songs,, all imagining it was with you and him. You would take him out on cheesy picnic dates, you would be the popular students who was bashfully ask him out in front of the school, you would come over and take care of him when he got sick, but they were all dreams, imagined scenarios!! He can't believe this is happening, he feels so happy he thinks he's gonna die- what if this just a dream? What if you're not real??- But when you kiss him deeply, telling him to to pay attention to you, to think of only you right now- but he is, he can never not think of you- and when he says he is, he is thinking about you, the smile you give him makes him melt. When you stroke his hair while he's in between your thighs, looking at you with pure adoration, saying how good he is, the perfect lover boy,, he's far beyond obsessed <33 he's def my dream lover hahAA
2) When Yuuta slumps over the stand at the alter, cum pooling below him and he hears you whispering how truly devoted he is, happily being defiled in front of a "false Deity" and he clenches up around you again, pressing himself up against you once more as a few mere words seem to have given him some energy back... He deserves praise from millions for how lovely he is <33 Angel!Yuuta curling into a ball surrounded in his feathers whenever you say something so- so- shameless!! He can't believe you–!! He'd curl up more if he could, but when your hand caresses his back, kissing on that sensitive area right between his shoulder blades, he caves too quickly... The way his heart races when you say how thankful you are to have such a lovely angel by your side, especially when he's going to stay forever,, his face flushes a bit too quick–
When he faced the doors that slammed in his face, he doesn't think he's ever felt such pain and dispair in his life. You... threw him away? He immediately brakes down in tears when he thinks that. He doesn't even consider the face that he can go back his old life right now, before you found him. All he can think of is what he could've done to make you toss him out the door. Weren't you two soulmates? Chosen by the Holy Beings to be together?? He didn't even dare assume that those prophecies were false. You wouldn't do that. So why did you toss him out? What did you see? What were you told? It was all a lie. Don't listen to whatever was said to make you do this to him. He can't even stand, slumping helplessly on the ground as he stares painfully at the doors in his eyes. He cries out your name, praying for you to hear him. Please hear him, please, please don't leave him, he's sorry! He'll act better, he won't worry anymore, he won't doubt you, he'll do whatever you ask, even if it goes against the Deities messages. As long as you never throw him out again, he'll do anything. He wants you, his spouse back. He feels himself sobbing to the point he can't breathe- staring at the sight in front of his eyes with an empty horrified look. Let him in, don't throw him away, please
3) You didn't know what to think of Yuuta after finding out about the whole non-human thing in the beginning. Truly. But you couldn't lie when you say that by that time, you definitely had a soft spot for him. So when you saw how cute he truly is (at least to as much as what was shown), and how happy he looked when he saw the familiar face in the mirror, you don't think your heart has ever felt so soft before. He still happily changes his genitals to fit however you feel at times, but he gets so happy that you never change his face. You love him, even after what he did to you. He never even dared to imagine you liking his actual face, but here he is. He can't stop smiling, and whenever he sees you? Many kisses. He gives you tons and tons, smiling happily with dusted cheeks once he finishes.He's just so adorable, so precious and lovable, you never want to let him go. You want to hold him gently, give him the whole world, love him with all your affection and more,, you want him to be the happiest boy in the world!! He deserves it after all, doesn't he?? With how much he does to please you, of course you'll do what you can to please him back. Pretty darling is so happy whenever you kiss him softly, saying how lovely he is and how kissable his face is.
soft hours for him rn <33
4) Have it turn out that the bird he's been smelling is from another owner, trying to give you tips and help you out with your sweet pet <33 You won't allow anyone to see Yuuta, he's yours only and you can't risk that slipping through (not that Yuuta seems to mind though, thankfully). The owner would bring out their bird to show tricks, and they are amazing considering how they are for Yuuta. So seeing him get all jealous, you can't help but find it adorable <33 maybe once you tell him about why, he is flattered and happy, but he can't help but feel upset too. Why didn't you just come to him? Why didn't you ask him?? He'd happily tell you all you wanted to know,, you didn't have to go and flock around some disgusting bird that wasn't him. Only he can be with you. Only he can have his scent on you. Only him. In his mind, the only reasonable thing to do is wrap you in his wings, covering you with his scent. He will hide his feathers on and in everything you have. Wallet? Feather. Jacket? Feather. Pillow? Lots of his feathers. Oh, you clothing drawers? Feathers again. Shoes?? Oh look! More feathers. You don't even want to say anything about it, he's just too cute
5) Shark!Yuuta with an oral fixation,, he is fascinated with your legs. In the beginning, it was purely due to the fact of you, well, not having a tail. How do you not find it weird? Isn't in bothersome when you swim, especially without a tail?? But when he realizes how much closer he can get to you in between your legs,, when he feels like he can merge with you, he falls in love with it. Whenever you're not teasing his slit, fucking him full, he is devotedly pleasing you. Sometimes it even goes on for too long, to the point where your thighs twitch the longer he's down there. You want to pull him away, but when he looks up at you with those dazed drunk eyes, the way his hands are tightly at your waist while he does his best to make you feel good,, you suddenly feel like you can do this for a bit longer. You even let out a breathy laugh when you can hear his tail thumping against the floor, giving away how truly happy he is with it hehe~
6.1) When his resistance weakens immensely after the aphrodisiac, you immediately go to show how good it is to stay with you. How he doesn't need to worry about the rest of the world, he only needs to focus on being bred by your daily. It's a good exchange once you think about it, right? You take care of Yuuta, pampering him and giving him pleasure, and you get a gorgeous human who will be happily waiting for you, excited to get bred and will shower you with adoration,, it's perfect, so he should accept it. Whether he realizes he wants it now or not. Look, you're making him feel so good right now! The way he can't stop leaking juices, begging you to go harder, faster, deeper, to fill him up,, hold him close and whimper over how good you're making him feel, he must want to stay!
6.2) The audacity he has to leave you alone, not just for weeks, but for months!! And not even tell you, nevertheless not bring you along!! You were worried when he didn't come home for days in a row, and to say you were stricken with panic is a severe understatement. When you finally found out that he left, you became pissed. You thought he loved you, so why did he leave?? Did he want to start something with a human?? Are you not better? You can do many things far better than puny humans, so you are obviously the better choice. When Yuuta finally walks through the door, you don't even know what emotion to feel. Bu all you know is that there's no fucking way in hell that Yuuta is going to get out of this without getting what's deserved.
Pretty soft writing this time,, it's a soft day with Yuuta for me <33
What? No you don't have to feel that way!! You shouldn't!! It's all good now, I just needed to recharge <33 I absolutely adore what you've written with this one and can't wait to see what's next <333 mwah!!
You can't even see my ears!! You must be teething again for wanting to bite so much /t As per the contract, I suppose so.. just don't break the skin and I won't bite back, i guess?? I need to pamper injured darlings, so I guess I'll let you go for it this time 😒 /t /pos /affectionate
-panna cotta
n-noooooo!!! I have something to say before!!! still in an unreleased post<///3
I'm just making sure you don't write something in your sleep and forget to edit it, okay??? not my fault~ /t ah,,, it's nice to know that you didn't write (write that you want to kiss them here)<333 more, more,,,, <33333 mwah mwah♡♡♡ wow!!! do you want to get some sleep??? are you sure??? there will be no turning back, if you have a good rest, then you may LIKE it!!! 😱😱😱 /t /j
listen,,, Yuuta with this eternally tired face, on the verge between a "resting bitch" and a "dead fish", with his dull eyes and an indifferent voice, looks at you with cloudy tear-stained eyes, unable even to focus, drooling, enthusiastically shouting your name when you again thrust into his soft, hot body, taking care that he always squeezes you and is full, not allowing him to get a break or relax because of the sweet bliss</333 when Yuuta whimpers that he is too full — and you can feel how full he is even if you just press a little on his stomach, — but you only leave hand on his cute vulnerable neck, reddish-bluish from your bites and hickeys, slightly squeezing when his body shivers again from a new orgasm, giving him a dose of adrenaline while you breed his abused hole, taking care that nothing flows out even when you turn him on side, pinching and squeezing, not reacting even to the faint whining and babbling about how sensitive his body is, that he can no longer, that his chest hurts when you squeeze his nipples again, irritably biting his neck, letting him stick out tongue with delight when you continue to fondle, combining animal rudeness with sweet tenderness,,,, causing him to tremble from a kiss on the back of his head just to remind him that this is punishment through a spank when mark his neck, taking care that he will not be able to hide it with any collar,,,, when Yuuta makes a weak attempt to push you away, only for you to press his face into the pillow, giving another slap when you hold his hands behind his back, forcing him to move only at your will and completely accept you, not even letting him say a word when you fuck him senseless until he can just make random sounds and to lie obediently, completely immersed in your feelings and while you push into his pliable hot hole, tightly squeezing around you as if in an attempt to leave you inside forever, even if he doesn't realize anything except how good he feels and how amazing, amazing, inimitable, irresistible you are, even if his whole body is aching with painful pleasure — but tells him that if he doesn't fuck himself on you, he will die, and he has no reason not to trust it,,,,, when you put his feet on your shoulders, noticing that his eyes, glazed with pleasure and stimulation, have become more aware, and you can't help but tease, asking how delighted he is when you treat him this way, this is what he wanted from you, isn't it, while he is choking on rough thrusts, babbling and shouting something, not even being able to speak clearly after the first time :(((
Toge, who one day wants to sneak into the kitchen late at night — only to catch you in the hallway, hearing unusual sounds and standing at the door to understand the source, but blushing even before he realizes that these are your moans mixed with contented purring belonging to Yuuta, and he only needs a few more seconds, to realize that this is not just a night of flirting or foreplay, when you whisper how needy Yuuta is, meeting you in the hallway just to serve — can't he wait at least for the morning? such a needy, filthy alpha — only for Yuuta to answer you vaguely, clearly more focused on the other, sounding more than happy and satisfied when you continue teasing, reminding him to be more diligent, in his own interests to be hardworking, and Yuuta only responds with a rather loud enthusiastic purr before the... sound... becomes even louder and more, ah, lively. Even when he chokes, if he whines at your mean words (Toge is not sure, but, damn it, for the first time he regrets that you are quiet), you immediately caress him, encouraging him to continue and not stop, and Toge does not know when the sounds finally become even wetter and more persistent with Yuuta's incessant joyful purring before he can't hold back a loud sweet whine, slightly choking, but trying to swallow everything, — and you both fall silent, leaving Toge in a tantalizingly hot wonder what's going on there, feeling how the smell becomes even thicker and penetrates even into his room, making you feel two overexcited alphas, as if you are about to have sex right in that corridor, definitely rewarding Yuuta for good work, biting his sensitive neck while holding on to his narrow waist, breeding him like an omega, and Toge is damn glad that he is ordinary beta, otherwise you would also definitely feel how excited he is, hearing your hot dirty whisper and how Yuuta begs you to give him more, even when he cleanses you, obediently licking under your praise, which even makes Toge dizzy,,,,, or when Yuuta tries to be quiet, hiding face in the pillow when you breed him, but since he is so loud, so needy, Toge can't help but think that it's your fault when he touches himself again, hearing Yuuta's delight about how his stomach has rounded and that he will definitely get pregnant with your pups by then by the time you finish knotting him, stuffing his belly with you even more, he can't think about anything but you, his belly is so full that he feels full, please fuck him until he has to build a nest♡♡♡ ,,,,, and when Toge sees Yuuta in the kitchen, smelling of you, and if earlier he thought it was because of the hugs and the nest, now, clearly understanding why he smells like that and why his movements are a little awkward (not because of awakening at all), he can't help but blush, even if on his cheeks it doesn't reflect much, while the picture is still before my eyes of how Yuuta begged you, persistently attacked, needfully pressed, and everyone just brushed it off,,,, listen, but when Toge, being awkwardly carried away by your relationship, one day notices that your workout looks a little strange, he's not sure that she should be like that, and then he understands why you're snuggling up to him so much, or why Yuuta is so awkward rubbing when sitting on you, not trying to get up, when it's only a few days before his rut,,,,, ,,,,,,,,,,,,
hehe... no<3 your face is too pretty~ wanna pinch, squeeze, bite & kiss<333 CHOM— /t /hj
I am obliged to mention shokan here, because these words perfectly coincide with his</333 besides, me??? got you hooked??? neverrrr~ I am innocent and have done nothing to make you say such words about me — it's natural that you adore him, everyone has to adore him<3333
1) when you tease him that he is yours, he belongs to you, and nothing should be longer in his head than you, and if he thinks about someone else, then you lock him up with you and remind him every minute, — and Yuuta shyly tells you in a trembling crack voice that it is it sounds perfect, and he will absolutely not mind if you decide to do something like this with him,,,, or when you manage to visit his house only to encounter all this huge amount of everything that he collected — if it weren't for his bed here, you would think that he made a temple for you, even if Yuuta reacts as if you had wiped a corpse in his backyard, before trying to dissuade you from going inside and being in a step to block your way,,,,, when the tips of his ears turn red from your questions about how long he has been your fan and how much time he spent to make his room look like 'he knew in advance that you were his soulmate with whom he was destined to become a couple', and Yuuta does not know whether to tell you or no,,,, when you say that you are obliged to do the same for him, Yuuta thinks that you are talking about a shared room, — until you fuck him on his own bed, demanding that he does not stop looking at the camera like a good boy, capturing his rosy, enthusiastic face with rolling eyes and blissful expression, promising that you decorate the shared bedroom with these photos and save these audios<333 you will also be a fan of him!!! his most devoted fan!!! and when you say that, you feel so natural, as if this is how it should be — as if you should kidnap this cute boy and hold him so that no one will find him, even if you realize that you are a famous — but adoring him is as natural as wanting to lock him in your room until he will not say that he needs only you,,,, rubbing him until Yuuta accidentally shouts that he is only yours, only yours, no one else's, and his body is only yours, and he has always been only yours, then and now — and you do not understand what "then" he is talking about, but it seems right, as if his body is really only yours like his heart, like his soul, like his thoughts, like his look, everything in him is yours, as well as everything in him is his, and he trembles when you tell him this, almost choking, even if you are not particularly rude or intense<33333
2) but when his body is so obedient and needy, ready to always accept you and your desires, pleasing you in everything, no matter what exactly you want, playing with his sensitive cute body, much more sensual and lustful than a priest should be, but Yuuta mutters that this is only for you, only for his Deity, to be worthy of you and able to please you, — and when he says this with such an adoring face, you are ready to do anything so that these beautiful naughty eyes will not stop looking at you, no matter how serious the sin or consequences are; even when Yuuta comes again and again, soiling the altar, but without having any thought to clean it — not when you continue to bless him, reminding him exactly who he should pray to and about whom he should talk, even if others look askance, not understanding at all how knowledgeable and full of happiness he is, knowing that now his soul and body belong to the one they owe, while they continue to pray to the wrong one. How can someone be more perfect than you? How can anyone be more blessed than you? How can anyone be more divine than you? When you whisper that you love him, Yuuta can't help but whine that he adores you, you are the best thing that has ever happened in his life, never leave him, and you have nothing to say except to squeeze his thigh, kissing him hard, confirming that no matter what happens, you will never leave him, just like that just like he will never leave you. You won't let him — as if he would let you.
Yuuta, who is being called back — after all, he has long been not just an ordinary angel, even if everyone has since turned a blind eye to the fact that he regularly goes down to some human — but he just shrugs it off, stuck to your side in bliss, squinting with pleasure when you gently stroke between his shoulder blades, even if his wings are hidden, and he is thrilled when you kiss him, completely unaccustomed to either tenderness or touch, constantly clinging to you like a koala and asking for more, like a chick, even if you spend the whole day in hugs and kisses,,, even when the calls to "return to heaven for an important cause" become more serious, he simply cannot bring himself to leave you, having finally found a home and your warmth, knowing that he should not "run away", he is "kidnapped", you may not cope very well with the fact that he just will disappear — even if he knows that he will be back soon anyway, no one except the Deity (who doesn't care what the subordinates do, as long as everything works) won't be able to hold him with his position in heaven and strength, but he can't help but worry that you might... misunderstand. He presented himself as an "ordinary guardian angel", not much stronger than an ordinary person who is here only to keep your soul from sin (but only even more indulging in shamefully sweet pleasure), and it is difficult to explain why he is being summoned and why you should not be afraid that he flew away for a while, since he will return soon, there is practically no one who would be stronger than him,,,, especially when his human is waiting for him here, constantly treating him and saying such things that he can't help but blush, begging you to stop teasing him, or crying when you tease his tip, demanding that he endure this pleasure and keep silent, checking how strong his will is — and, of course, punishing him for how vicious he is, so spoiled for an angel,,,,,
Yuuta can't stop crying when you finally open the door, being unable to hear him break down, knocking and apologizing, and immediately digs his nails into your clothes,,,, when you try to explain that maybe this is a sign from above that he needs to separate so that you can reunite, but Yuuta almost aggressively shrugs it off, not letting go of you, almost growling that you can't throw him, after all you've done, are you seriously going to throw him? just because the one who sent you the prophetic dream said so? you want to leave him without you? no matter what, you will never leave him, you will always be with him, you cannot leave him — did you kidnap him, did you spoil him, did you tame him to leave as soon as you were told so? have you made it like this and want to get rid of the responsibility? you took care of him, you said that he is your spouse, that he is your betrothed, that you are now a family; you seduced his heart, you poisoned his mind, you took his body — and now you want to say that it doesn't matter now? If necessary, he will fight with the most sinful heavens, but you will never, never, never, never be able to leave him.
and then he rides you in the garden, as if out of spite, confirming that he will do anything if it can stop you after you gave him your love, which is too much for someone as pathetic and abandoned as he is, but since you gave it, now he won't let you take it away — but I won't tell you that<3333 /ht
3) bottom!reader + top!reader Yuuta who likes to be face to face so that he can see you (you always look just stunning) and because he wants to see you look at him with love, causing a small shiver of pleasure to run through his body every time. Do you think his face is beautiful? He doesn't want to look weird, but you can't help but smile stupidly, feeling his cheeks turn red,,, when you stroke his face while he is inside you, absolutely perfect, you can't even imagine that someone could even come close to his level, — or when you gently kiss him while his legs wrap around your hips, his hole squeezes you so perfectly, specially made to make you feel good while you fill his womb. Yuuta just always knows what you need — and it's so hot and tight, as if he sucks you inside, convincing you to stay in his body and fill his belly, squeezing tightly while his smooth walls rub against you, until the very end, until you press the tip to his cervix, feeling the juice drain on his and your thighs, but his face is so happy, knowing that you are looking at him, only at him, at his body and his face, which belongs only to him. You love him, you adore him, constantly saying how handsome he is, the most beautiful person in the world, and Yuuta has no desire to disagree or be shy, eating every compliment and caress, as if he is a devoted dog who will now follow you forever, only he is much better than any dog. After all, he was so tired of knowing that any appearance other than his real one could be attractive — and it was only with you that he realized how good it is when you whisper how much you love his eyes or hair, how beautiful his voice is, how cute his glans or cute labia are, as if there is nothing in it that makes him blush, bringing his legs together, — even when you stretch him, teasing that his hole will always be unique and absolutely perfect, no one can accept you as well as he does, while your arms are wrapped around his seductive waist, taking advantage of his relaxation from praise to thrust as deeply as you can until he adjusts to you. When his tummy is slightly rounded and you are cooing that he is perfect, taking your shape so uniquely, Yuuta is so unusual, so extraordinary, so unique, absolutely special, no one can compare with him, you can't imagine yourself with anyone but him — while Yuuta is enthusiastically moaning, willingly helping you, whining so that you don't tease him, but only get more excited from these words, doing everything so that you never stop talking to him like that<///3333
4) jealous Yuuta who leaves his feathers everywhere I- call an ambulance, my heart burst with emotion :(((( </3333 listen,,, listen... when Yuuta realizes that spring is coming and starts constantly feverishly forcing you to sit with him together, not even letting you get up once again, saying that he will bring you food himself and you should just sit there,,, or when he insists that you mate with him, be sure to let him be filled up to this because he feels full, because it's spring and he knows that right now he has to constantly mate and eat a lot, and he does exactly that, refusing to let you leave the house without a serious reason and chasing everywhere,,,, or when you buy him toys and he refuses them, saying that you are much better — just so that one day you come back earlier than planned and see how Yuuta tweets your name while playing with himself, without even noticing your arrival, lying on your bed in your shirt while his precum drip on the sheets and fabric, even if he doesn't realize it, drooling with his eyes closed while the toys work with such force that his body shakes — and when he feels that your arms are wrapped around his pretty waist, involuntarily forcing him to open his wings wide only to realize that you have returned while he is in such a messy position</333 but it's not his fault!!! he just needs it, okay? and he's not sure that you should breed him too much — he doesn't want to look depraved and constantly needy, as if he can't get enough... even if it's true. he is just so sexually flustered and dissatisfied, — this is normal, he got used to this feeling even during his life in the colony!!! — that he can't feel that he has enough</3333 and if everything was fine before, then knowing that you can meet other birds, his body just goes crazy and wants to force you to be with him until the season is over and the probability that you will be with other hybrids will be minimal, even if he understands that you will be faithful — but he just not enough, not enough, he wants more, and more, and more, and more, until his smell permeates you through and through and you will never be able to get rid of it</333333
5) right??? I just think that shark!Yuuta, who is very passionate about your legs and thighs, because he finds it very fascinating, sounds very,,, very. they are so easy to squeeze or move, and they move independently of each other, and they are so strange, but interesting, not at all like his long boring tail, which you need to constantly control so that Yuuta doesn't accidentally brush you off when you explain to him what fingering is or how useful it is when he lets you touch his slit instead of shyly covering up, feeling bashful from the fact that you touch his intimate place, which needs to be caressed only for mating during the season.
he looks so much like a puppy — and so easily obeys you and your words, trusting you to such an extent that it is so easy to deceive him, especially when you are interested in a cute hybrid that can go far enough down and give you what you need, while you can so easily manipulate him and stuff him even out of season, having the constant opportunity to breed him and saying why it's good for him to cum while you're inside, or that he should thank you for something like that and that only you will be useful for his body, or that it's "part of human culture" when you're clearly trying to take him for yourself, saying that he should believe you, and he has no reason to doubt,,,, after all, was it unpleasant for him? or is it insulting? of course not — damn, Yuuta has never been as good as with you, when you violated everything he was taught just to make him feel unimaginable, or when you took care of him, or when you were gentle and affectionate, not at all afraid of his kind, adoring him and promising that he is yours a jewel that you will not give to anyone </333
6.1) when his body gets hot and sensitive as often as you use an aphrodisiac, stuffing his body until it becomes sensual enough that squeezing his nipples is enough for him to get aroused and stop thinking how right it is<333 you need a pretty, good, breedable hooman, perfect to pamper him and to be pampered by him — and the fact that Yuuta lives alone and has no close relationship with anyone is even better!!! accustomed to toys and hands, how can he resist when you fill him perfectly and completely, adjusting so that he can only cum and whine, almost choking when you fuck his mouth, but feeling such bliss from this sweet, desired fullness in everything, as if he finally fulfills his purpose, — while you are sure that he was born especially for you<333 until he can't live without you, letting you live in his bed and under his clothes, accompanying him around the house and down the street, hiding under the bathroom and in the kitchen closet, until he finds you to take over and let you take your place — completely wrapping him, of course. listen, but when you see that your man not only got hooked, but also became jealous and possessive, sometimes even demanding that you be with him and always hide behind him and cling to him, even if you were sure that you would have to fight with his suitors? but he just rejects everyone, — sometimes not even too gently, — saying that he only needs you, and it's kind of nice for you, but you didn't really think that the first person would turn out to be your regular, did you sort of plan to, um... travel???
not that you were against it, you doubted very much that you would find an even more perfect body than his, but the people you obsess about are definitely something new for you, especially when he is jealous even if you look at others and, moreover, show interest in someone</3333 still a cutie, though
6.2) you can't speak in a normal way, but you have another way to convey your thoughts, especially when Yuuta so naively undresses in front of you, exposing his body for you, without even trying to defend himself, and asking for forgiveness in a pathetic voice and saying how sorry you are — not that you even planned to mitigate the punishment because of this, wanting only to wrap around his neck while you drive into his hole and mouth, ignoring even choking requests and whining, but you are definitely in a more vindictive mood, at first not even reacting to the warm water under you, despite the fact that you just want to pounce on him. Yuuta is definitely sad (as he should be), and you see how his cheeks turn red from shame and guilt, not from pleasure at all, but you can't help but keep silent, ignoring even when he squints before starting to touch himself, stretching and lubricating, lying almost completely on his back so that you can comfortably wrap around around him and get inside, almost without encountering any resistance — but you remain unresponsive, just thinking about what he could also do with some person whom he considered better than you. after all, then why is his body already prepared? did he fuck someone else? did he let someone else touch him? did he let a pathetic man breed him? did he let them do the same thing as you? does he no longer love you? aren't you special anymore? did he come back just because he thinks that you will fuck him with anyone, like some stupid toy that he was in the hands of a disgusting other person?
you shouldn't behave like this, you're just a toy, a little thing for fun, but you'll see if he can actually get out of bed to complain when you're done with him, because you'll remind him why you're so much better and worse than any person he allowed to breed his depraved hole, hungry for what anything that can fill it — and you will see that in the end it will be able to desire only you.
... when you turn him over on his stomach, forcing him to lean with his hands on the side of the tub, Yuuta can't help shivering, thinking that you just needed water — until the appendage of a too swollen, half-full slime wraps around his waist, fixing him in place before he is spanked, forcing him to scream — exactly when the thinner appendage stretches go ahead to caress his hole under his sweet moan of impatience — just when his ass is spanked again, leaving a red mark from the slap, to immediately continue to caress him weakly, teasing rather than soothing, but his whimpering is only interrupted by a new spank</33333
honey, it's horny Yuuta hours!<3333 /t /hj
shush!!!,,, pretty cocotta,,,, don't force yourself if it doesn't go, okay? you need to take care of yourself,, you're so fragile,,,, /gen /ht
everything is very clearly visible from the closet, I don't understand your quibbles🤨 ah, you are so understanding,,,, immediately realized that my teeth are teething and are even ready to let me gnaw them on you,,, such a caring huge little sib<333 of course you should!!! this is, after all, your responsibility!!! I'll run away before you have time to bite back, don't worry😋
speaking of the contract, can I assume that you have agreed to all the points?🤨🤨🤨 /ht /hj
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... ngl the fact that I have such an obsessive desire to write about
LUO BINGHE'S pussy and how cute and squishy it is and perfectly embraces you and how he fidgets and whines if you tease him and how much it drips even from the slightest caress and how he uses his blood to enhance pleasure if you require him to be especially sensitive and how he twitches if you even slap him slightly and tries to squeeze his thighs but stops only with wet eyes looking at you but in the next weak slap already drooling and begging you for more
scares even me, so I'll bring something tomorrow for our usual hour...
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okay well maybe I have a problems
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yandere!shen yuan who mentally screams enthusiastically whenever he sees you or when you do something because he was your absolutely wild fan back when you were just a character in a novel? more likely than you think.
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... thinking about the slightly (okay, not a slightly) chubby Wei Wuxian gives me a strange feeling of comfort. I'd like to spoil him. pretty chubby husband.
I guess I'm getting old.
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I haven't? :(( (Yes yes!! And give him many many kisses and shower him in love <<3333)
It's the new Yuuta work I'm writing, that's why it's taking so long. I'm writing a few of the worlds so it's looking like it's gonna be a long fic.... LMAO TRUEE, it's always the systems!!! Face slapping system, hero system, second lead system, canon-fodder system, mob system, villain system, caretaker system, etc etc... Sometimes the MC being the system! I'm still a sucker for them </33 My weakness <//333 Oh? Very interested?? It sounds absolutely amazing??? omgomg????
A calf on a leash?? I've never heard that one before,,, it sounds like a green flag to me though.... hey Dove haha what the fuck ahaha <333 that scenario was so specific?? What have you been reading lately?? Hm?? /ht /hj NOO I don't mean to nullify it I promise
Oooo!! They're nice too,,, there are just so many character I wanna hug tho tbh
If he were to cling to me I'd spoil him as much as I possibly could <333 I'd love him and kiss him and bite him and hold him and coddle him and praise him and treat him like he's the most precious little thing in the whole world <<3333 HAHA ME TOO they're my kryptonite, I love 'em so much, they're so lovable,, I never want to let them go <//33
>:□ I think I'm good and sweet already. Maybe a little tangy or spicy, maybe even bitter,, but still nice nonetheless... /hj?
-panna cotta
Xie Lian loves you, that's a given. He always pays attention to your needs, your likes, dislikes, your passions, your desires, you– He's noticed the way you've been acting the past few lives, and it scares him.
He has done all of this for you to stay.
He loves you.
You've said that there's nothing wrong with him, that you love him, that you'll never leave him– But with you acting different, he still can't help but be unnerved.
You would always treat him like a flower, so delicately, as if he could break at the smallest thing despite him being a God, so when you get a bit rough, when you bite him harder, mark him deeper and darker, when you bind him, marking him up more than you ever have before, he doesn't really know how to act, but by the heavens is he happy.
He listens so well, and when you see him laying there pliantly just for you, trusting you even though his muscles are slightly tensed from not knowing what will happen next, you feel a huge rush of bliss. Excitement. Superiority. Superiority over yourself, but superiority nonetheless.
You finally beat yourself. And it feels glorious.
Xie Lian will remember this. He will never be able to forget this, because this is the first time you're doing it, and you will always have that benefit. Not you from then, and not you in the future. You, right now, have finally something new to give him, and you can't help but revel in that fact.
The way his breath hitches over the smallest movement, the way he whimpers softly, you feel like you have all the power one could have and more.
The way Xie Lian leans into you when you kiss and caress his skin, it drives you insane. He's nervous, but he trusts you. He adores you. He doesn't know what's going on, but he can't help but be happy when he thinks about what kind of joy you must be feeling because of that. You still treat him as if he is the rarest thing in the world, the most precious thing,, when you press soft kisses against him, asking if he's okay, petting his hair and telling him how good he is, how perfect he is–,,, but he can't deny that the roughness is wonderful change too.
And when he calls out your name, not the one the people of this life gave you, but your true, real name,, you can't help but slip and drown in the addictiveness of your Xie Lian.
I can't help but think of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng both being cute puppies that will follow you around, always willing to do whatever you want as long as it makes you happy, being the most loyal and the most devoted to only you,,, man I could just go on and on lmao Hua Cheng would definitely tease as much as he can when you're still a will-o'-wisp, he adores you, you would always be there to protect him when you could, but now he's finally doing that for you, "Oh, how the roles have switched!"
no🧐 you're too suspicious, I don't trust my cute pies to someone like you🫤🫤🫤 /t /j (yes!!! tell him how cute he is and how much you love him; after all, even if you're not quite sure if he's a weasel or a rabbit, you still can't help but adore and shower him with everything you can, even knowing how powerful and strong he is<///3)
I'm looking forward to it then!!! >:33333 I also have a draft, but only about the quick transmigrator Yuuta, who is constantly looking for his lover in every world, not knowing that the one he is looking for is the physical embodiment of his system, so you are always in his world</3 I love them too, it's just a light joke on the spite of the day, dear~
listen, but you, the owner of the system, whose duty it is to check the operability and proper operation of the plot without external influence, so that then other players and their systems can take advantage of this world, because due to plot inconsistencies and holes, the world can try to explain everything itself, sometimes making white lotuses lying creatures, and giving villains high missions and creating white sheep out of them, which, of course, should not be allowed. you just have to live the world and follow the plot, correcting it and letting your system record the shortcomings and what was done to make the plot right again, sometimes even directly arranging in creating chains of motivations and goals just to prevent the world from trying to break the plot itself. in fact, you have almost the least restrictions of all existing system owners - neither in characters, nor in attempts to fix the world, unless you count the fact that after leaving the world you officially confirm that the world is fixed and exists as it should.
and although the world of cultivation is most subject to a huge number of holes and inconsistencies, like fantasy, you still loved to visit them, and a popular novel was rather your way to "relax", enjoying the moment until everything becomes intense. of course, you didn't choose the smallest role to be at the top of the hierarchy and relax at the same time, and even when the world started trying to accommodate you with the original characters, considering you an important character too, you didn't resist. and even when you were in an ambiguous relationship with the main characters, finally allowing yourself to experience almost guilty pleasure from your deaths (which do not affect your essence at all and are painless due to the influence of the system) and the easy torment of characters who had ambiguous feelings for you, you were actually sure that it would not affect on the feelings of the characters themselves — and so it was, they reached the right end, even if you had to get in here and there, sometimes deliberately leaving the plot to find holes and returning to fix, finding minor mistakes here and there, sometimes more because of how few players were still in the world, and the world just doesn't understand how respond to interference. in fact, although the characters don't look at you the way they should, it's not a problem — as soon as you disappear, this tenderness will disappear, so you know what you're doing, even when you're silent on their confession or gently hugging, as if drawing a line, indulging your desire to finally be loved.
at least until you get complaints that the characters don't behave that way — and none of the systems can handle it, no matter what type it is; even a "beta reader" can't fix a plot that doesn't match the original from the very beginning, even more than it even has to match in the young a world that doesn't know how to handle "guests" yet. of course, you are immediately forced to go back to this world, starting from the very beginning, to check whether these words are justified and honest, and why the world has gone crazy — in the end, it may be intruders who are trying to break the world to destroy it, and you, as an inspector, must make sure that everything is fine and then decide what to do with the world.
just to understand that your system is functionally suppressed and just as confused as you are, before explaining that this is only possible in one case — if the main rules of the world, "Heaven", forbid such a thing, while your system only helps, not controls, and should obey these rules. of course, you are amazed, there were no words about the limitation of the system in any of the reviews (only about "characters behave strangely", "they talk about a name that is unfamiliar", "the plot is not right at all!"), otherwise you would have taken additional measures, and if at your death you would have been treated in the game space, then everything would be fine, but your death is not a reason to leave, only the end of fixing the world.
only to understand that all these reviews were absolutely true — the characters are definitely not behaving the way they should have,
especially main characters.
are you not??? let me guess, you don't even understand what that means, hwhwhwhwhw "green flag"😨😨😨 /t Specific? Dear, this is the plot of any Manhua or white lotus story🤨 then I'm very interested in what kind of work you read, since you don't regularly see this template there, because for me it has already become so native, like my child :/// "what the fuck" bad white lotus cotta, white lotuses never swear!!! 3:<<< /t /hj of course, dear, but forgetting about it also counts as nullify, and we both know what that means<///3 /t /j
attention, here is a panna cotta who did not reach the 'dark water' arc ajhshshs /t /j /nsrs yes so true😔 wanna mwah all of them😔😔😔
yes!!! fandom often considers him just a baby, but he has experienced so many dark and traumatic things and has grown so much and overgrown with traumatic experience and insecurities and continues to try to stay positive and have a strong moral,,,, I want to see him break down and cling to you because you are the only thing that continues to give him hope in the world and what keeps his mental and emotional stability, and he gives you everything he has, because he can't afford to lose you anymore :((( he looks so cute and innocent, especially considering his altruistic and gentle nature, as if he really is some kind of forest fairy or a helping spirit; this provokes even more to get under his skin and poke at painful spots until you see how deeply and abnormally obsessive and dependent he is on you<////3333 my poor little woof woof,,,, yes!!! I always want to kiss and caress them until they start feeling loved again and will not be happy and will not cry if they are emotional <33333 xie lian is just as unique as yuuta, only if yuuta wanted to corrupt, then xie lian causes a desire to corrupt him and make him even more painful until his real attitude towards you appears in the form of a burning black lump of emotions, feelings and desires,,,, hua cheng, on the other hand, only makes me want to rock him in my arms, I don't want to hurt him shsghdgshd
🤨 dear, if everyone in the world were as sweet and nice as you, kindness would be absent in our world in principle🤨🤨 meanie /t /hj
When you are rude to him for the first time in all your lives, to the point that his legs can't help but tremble, feeling your hot lips slide over his cool skin, leaving bites and kisses, tightly wrapping around his waist, almost breaking it from the strength of hugs if you could, but Xie Lian only purrs, stroking you, encouraging you rather than trying to calm you down, allowing you to pinch and bite, feeling that your emotions become a tight ball that curls inside your body, spreading through your veins like poison, finding release only in the way his body shudders or how he breathes or moans when you find even more skin, you press even closer, bite even harder — when you try to find even more evidence that his body does not belong to "you", but to you, to you, personally to you, personally to you.
When you demand that he looks at you while touch his body, still sensitive to your touch and loving them; looking at you with darkened eyes, and you can't figure out whether it's a blush or the light from the fire on his face when your fingers slide to his stomach, drawing lines and words, which have meaning only for the two of you, like your secret symbols that belong only to you two, memories that only you of the living share. The signs by which only you can recognize each other, outlined on his soft skin, but almost leaving hot brands from which he breathes heavily, are still the same desperate mess for you that hundreds of years ago, that now — as if he is frozen in time, not even moving until you enter, entering into a chemical reaction that only has both of you, able to exist only with each other, no more than the moon and sun that you once had to become, the moon and sun of the Xianle kingdom, when you intertwine your fingers with his, letting his loose hair lie on the floor like tangled threads while his thin long fingers squeeze the fabric of your clothes, hearing there are only quiet moans and sighs around the house, as if everything around you has fallen silent, immersing you only in the sounds and rustle of each other's clothes, a quiet sweet moan when his legs tremble with excitement — just so that you catch it, kissing his hot face, even when your sticky, wet fingers slide over, leaving an imprint on his wet skin, continuing to caress, take, squeezing, touching, stroking, pinching, — and feeling how he greedily kisses your lips, as if giving up everything he has it was, pressing so tightly that it becomes difficult for you to breathe, as if he is trying to eat you, clinging in blind despair and need.
Xie Lian's eyes are dark, shining with delight and adoration, as if overflowing with feelings and sensations, and he is so hot and moist, even if he looks like a smooth white jade, — and his body is so pliable, even if unable to cope when your fingers continue to slide, caressing, touching, groping, making him gasp from the sensations, trembling, awkwardly wrapping his legs around your hips, blindly kissing your neck and face while holding your hand with his hand, refusing to let go, as if this is the only thing that leaves him on earth, not letting you give in to the impulse and be completely absorbed, even if your caresses become more and more passionate, hungry, needy,
just like you.
When he whispers your name, which no one knows anymore, making you tremble with pleasure, still knowing that he remembers it, that it is you now before his eyes, the real you, and Xie Lian loves you like no one else, just like you do him, asking him to tell you again how your name is called; quietly whining your name when your skin touches each other, catching your breath, shared by two, as if you are under the water column, where there is only you and nothing else, enveloped from all sides and locked with each other, forever locked with each other, and you gently, affectionately, as before, whisper his name, adding 'His Royal Highness' when his body warms up again, digging fingers into your skin, breathing hard, whining, searching your lips with his lips, as if trying to find air,
just like he was looking for your gaze before, bringing peaches and other fruits with him to be with you.
Somewhere there, underground, your ancient kingdom sleeps, keeping its secrets in pristine silence, which no one remembers now.
You loved each other, that's why you were saved.
And you don't think it's an accident.
ahhh!!!! yes!!! gosh, we're really on the same wavelength, aren't we? they would be your most devoted and loving followers, ready to do anything for you and your happiness, and the fact that their adoration is ancient and unchangeable, unconditional, makes everything even better and worse at the same time, as if you are both in heaven and in a demonic reality, experiencing all the intensity that they can give and that they stored until you were able to accept it<3333 I mean??? is someone stopping you??? I don't see anyone for some reason???🤨🤨🤨 /ht /pos /gen
imagine that you were the former spouse of the crown prince, who was supposed to become your husband — so that he would then ascend, and you could live as the future monarch in his absence, simply observing celibacy, but then he returns against the rules of heaven and you are broadcast for being the spouse of a demon-god, only to have a child whom you once caught because, like a vulture, you watched the festival go well while your spouse was performing, and then you meet this child after you found out that he was born under the star of misfortune and tried to give him comfort, and then you meet him so often in all places where you can, to the point that you can't help but be gentle and affectionate to him, trying to protect him until your Prince begins to need your support and you don't have time for the child anymore — and now this 'child' takes care of you and teases you when you are fully awake from the exhausting hatred, pain and anger, having previously managed to burn people who harmed your Xie Lian. only now he has become much taller, with a blindfold over one eye, too powerful than he should be (why is he a great demon, while you still don't even have enough energy to transform into a human body? isn't he having too much luck??) and you don't even know where your lover is??? at least this kid promises to take care of him and take care of you, and you don't really have much choice in following him until you find your Xie Lian — sort of...
#[📂] — voice from under the bed#❖.my jewelry#✮.panna cotta <3#🥮 — heaven official's blessing#✉.xie lian#✉.hua cheng#.spicy♡#dom reader#gender neutral reader
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guess what~ hehehe
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Any yandere or omegaverse blog recommendations? Please
to be honest, not much comes to mind, since I've been reading manga and novels more often lately than I read on tumblr
♡ personal favourites
> to be honest, the first ones to top the list are those you've probably already seen, but I put them here not only because these are literally the few people I follow, but also because you can also find interesting writers on their pages~
@/mmaeerof ❤︎ not entirely correct to talk about updates (hiatus?), but actively recommend to those who like afab/ftm/the-word-for-your-taste characters and detailed thirsty smut; top dom reader (alpha); the writing may be unusual at first, especially early works, but I like similar ones so I can't say how objectively,,,, the blog is quite mature, so there are a lot of different writers & reblogs [ rules ]
@/zekesznn ❤︎ I would say that 'regular updates'; top dom reader; now more in marvel, as far as I understand; mature blog, so I recommend looking at the people they communicate with and their reblogs~ [ rules ]
@/fru1ttart ❤︎ slow updates, very beautiful (pumpkin) style of design of posts and blogs, I like the writing; young blog (I love young blogs when I find them😔), so there are not so many different works, but good dark content + seems to accept requests now? worthy of a look, in any case [ rules ]
also:
@/yanderambling & that list & that list
I low-key recommend contacting these writers, as they seem to be much more sociable and will definitely give a list more than me,,,,,,
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just suddenly remembered how classmate at school to one question "who would you take with you to a desert island?" called me, although I never considered us close friends, but they clearly considered very close, because I always listened to their problems and gave advice, although for me it was a simple emotional support in response to a request for it. even then it was strange for me to feel like their main emotional support.
and so.
this is WEI WUXIAN and reader who found out that WEI WUXIAN, it turns out, always considered them to be 'what helps him move forward' while you just chatted with him because he is funny and listening to him is also fun, while it was enough for him
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guess it's just my bad taste, but the fact that chu wanning low-key high-key is autistic and absolutely socially unfit and absolutely can't handle his emotions and is just so pathetic makes him even hotter. like, I should have guessed when it was yuuta, but if yuuta is just an emotionally trembling ball, then chu wanning is like a nettle that I would touch and love even if it burns me. emotionally wounded and unfit and unsocialized and "I don't understand what I feel and can't express my emotions, but I want to do it and my dream is to be in an emotionally healthy relationship with myself" babies are too good. they show that they don't know how to express emotions and can't show them on their stupid beautiful face and I want to gently hold them in my arms and watch with adoration.
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