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sickuma · 10 months

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TULIPS (2) — a König fic.

❱ this 'might' be the last part but we'll see. Since I am working on a König fic on Wattpad :D also I cannot create c.ai bots at the moment since I have like, 4 hours of waiting time smh. this is unedited! errors might be seen please bear with me ! ➴ SYNOPSIS — After taking the hit for him, you wake up without memories of him, nor the incident. He tries desperately to retrieve your memories.

LATIBULE — (n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

How did this happen,

How did our memories vanish before your very eyes?

Have I lost them forever?

Have I lost them with you?

Will you find it in you to fall in love with me the second time around?

“Do you remember these, hm? [name]?” He shows you the pictures, holding them out one by one. Each and every photograph you took together, he remembered dreading those but he would always be happy to see your smile each time he agreed,

“You would force me to take one specific picture, to show our future family! We have a lot by now we—we…” he paused, staring at you.

“We had a lot of memories.”

You looked back at him, feeling your headache ever so slightly crack you head while you looked and observed the pictures. Closely looking, trying to find a speck of remembrance, a sign that you remember. Instead you got nothing but the skull crushing headache.

The doctor had released you for a week now, after the dischargement you both had gone back to the base. You took time to get used to everything, since you have your complete memories except for when you’ve joined the KorTac factions,

In your mind, you still think you’re a trainee who volunteered for the military.

Memories after that are as visible as a blur. Not even a blur, they were just gone. It was a trauma response, the doctor says. You could still remember the look on König’s face as the doctor explains. He looked defeated, almost lost.

But ever since then, he hasn't given up.

He would visit your quarters, picking you up for meals at the mess hall, wishing you goodnight for whenever you’d sleep. He didn't miss a single night,

The soldiers had asked him why you were not sleeping in one room, they claimed you both fought really hard to be permitted to do that. König simply responded that you needed space as you are still trying to retrieve the memories he spoke of, you were grateful for that, he’s willing to distance himself,

Of course it pained him, without you beside him he cannot sleep properly.

But for your sake he pulled through, hugging the shirt you left in his quarters. Holding it close to his face every night, taking in your scent, missing the times when you’d be beside him at night, running your hand through his hair as he dozed off.

Right now you’re with him, outside of the base, away from the guns and military equipment. The captain had convinced you to try, to try to remember him. The captain made sure to let you know just how agonizing this is for König, telling you how much he cried and telling you that he’d never seen König act as such.

You felt terrible,

Because of your incapability to remember, he suffered. Yet when he faces you, he's always got this slight smile, always has a glint of adoration in those pretty green eyes of his.

You found yourself fond of it once again,

Again?

“This… I always force you to take these?”

He grinned, nodding eagerly. “Mhm, every month, without fail.” he spoke so proudly of it, you almost felt a sense of pride spring upon your forgetful heart. You nod in response, looking at the pictures once again,

“König?”

He looked back up at you, “hm?”

“I’m sorry.”

His smile fell and he dropped the pictures carefully on the table, sitting closer to you but far enough to not cause any discomfort. “For what, liebling?”

“For this,” you mumbled, avoiding his eyes. “For forgetting.”

“Dont—dont ever feel sorry alright?” he spoke, not being able to control the urge to hold your hands. And so he did, placing his hand on yours soothingly. “It's not your fault, never has and never will. You did that for me, and I’m just—just so happy you're here, and proud of you. So so proud, schatz, that you managed to survive that. You did so well, my love.” he rubbed the back of your hand using his thumb, looking up at you with nothing but genuine eyes. “I love those memories,” he paused, “but not as much as I love you.”

“So there is no need for sorrys, liebling, we can retrieve your memories but if I lost you that day, there would be any possible way to get you back.” He spoke quietly yet you could hear him very clearly, it is then you realise just how much he loves you. This man is willing to set aside the way you've just forgotten every memory with him, and is glad to still have you here. His only fear was losing you,

Suddenly the headache is gone, replaced by the dawning realisation. “We’ll make new ones okay? New memories, just as we did before.”

Just how could you forget his eyes?

“If you’ll just let me, I know I'm not more than a stranger to you right now but if you'd just let me in your heart again, I'll surely—”

Just how could you ever forget the blossoming emotion of being in his arms?

How could you ever forget that voice of his which lovingly calls for you,

How could you have forgotten the plans to grow—

“Tulips.” He looked at you with wide eyes. “What did you just—”

“The tulips, König.”

Tears stained his eyes as he sat unable to form a word. He looked at you and only you, letting the emotion surge through his body, letting himself cry for you once again. “We promised to plant the tulips.” Together,

Right König? Our tulips, Just like we promised. In our small house with leaf,

Of course I’ll remember.

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mimiii-3 · 11 months

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Twst boys react to a reader who is obsessed with them

Note/warning: gn reader, obsessed reader (mostly in a cute way but a little bit is yandere-ish), fluff

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Jack

• had no idea what he was signing up for when he asked you out

• after the two of you were comfortable with one another, you let the intrusive thoughts win

• you’d be lying if you said his muscles weren’t the first thing you noticed about him

• whenever the two of you go on walks, you dangle from his gorgeous bicep

• he doesn’t mind and just drags you across campus

• you insist on “spotting” him at the gym

• he keeps catching you ogling his bulging muscles

• his muscles aren’t the only part of him you’re obsessed with

• that noble attitude of his, paired with his rugged good looks is the perfect concoction for the white knight of your dreams

• you swoon every time he stands up for his ideals

• you know that he’s a truly good man who would never hurt you

• it’s no wonder you’re so obsessed with him

“Baby, I love you but I can’t take notes with you wrapped around my arm. Tell you what, if you let me take my notes now, I’ll cuddle you as much as you want tonight. Does that sound good?”

Azul

• dies when you list every part of him you love

• his self-consciousness paired with your obsessive love is an interesting mix

• ever time he says something self deprecating, you tell him what you love about him

• one time he mentioned that he didn’t like the way his stomach looks

• you dropped to your knees and kissed his tummy

• his entire face is flushed as he fumbles over his words

• can’t form a proper sentence for a while

• you loooove taking pictures of him

• you may or may not have a shrine dedicated to him

• the shrine consists of way too many pictures of him and a little plush that you made yourself

• one day he stumbled upon it while you were using the restroom

• begs you to destroy it

• with a heavy heart, you disassemble the shrine at your adorable boyfriend’s request

“Thank you for getting rid of…whatever that was. There’s no need for you to have pictures of me when the real thing is standing right in front of you.”

Leona

• knows you’re infatuated with him and likes to rub it in your face

• but what he doesn’t know is just how obsessed you are with him

• wakes up every morning to you propped up on your elbows, watching him intently

• sometimes wakes up to you playing with his hair

• whenever the two of you kiss, your hands are always in his hair

• you’re always so generous, giving him a scalp massage when he’s irritated with everyone and everything

• speaking of irritated, you love when he’s chewing out the savanaclaw dorm members

• the husky growl at the back of his throat while he yells at them is something else

• the way his brows furrow in frustration at their weakness

• and don’t forget the vein that bulges deliciously on the side of his neck

• he was in the middle of yelling at a pair of savanaclaw members when you peeped his neck vein

• without a second thought, you go on your tiptoes and kiss the vein

• his barking insult dies in his throat

• he turns to look at you with this smoldering look

“I’m in the middle of something (y/n). Go to my room. I’ll be there in a minute.”

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Note: Can’t stop thinking about licking Leona’s neck smh - lock me up y’all

#twisted wonderland #headcanon #twst headcanons #fanfic #fanfiction #twst jack #jack howl #twst leona #leona kingscholar #twst azul #azul ashengrotto

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heartsoji · 1 year

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being the inarizaki vb club's precious manager hcs

summary: you sign up to be the boys vb team manager bc like why not you'd prob get some good organization skills but you end up gaining some bffs, some bruises, and a whole crew of bodyguards

warnings: a liiiiiittle bit of swearing and mentions of harassment also its not proofread

you signed up to be the manager for the boy's vb team not knowing what it would be like

it was ur second year of high school and u had quit abt 7 clubs bc they just weren't that interesting

not like in a mean way like "ugh! this is too boring for my tastes smh" but just it didn't have any appeal so u smiled and resigned with no hard feelings yk

IT WASNT LIKE A SALTY QUIT U JUST COULDNT FIND ANYTHING THAT WAS FUN AND THAT U WERE PASSIONATE ABT I CANT STRESS THIS ENOUGH ITS NOT LIKE THAT GIRL'S HOST HOPPING THING FROM OURAN

tbh u just didn't rly know what other club to sign up for and the boys vb team needed a manager soo..

they honestly should have just put "babysitting some brats that are somehow the same age" instead of "managing the boy's volleyball team"

they are so protective of you lol

like this one time you let out a little scream bc some random teacher touched your no-no square in a very intentional way

the vb team was THERE in 2 seconds flat

kita stares at him intensely while holding back the twins by their shirt to keep them from quite literally MURDERING THAT MAN

aran calms down ginjima and akagi who literally just start hyperventilating

suna stares at him. hard.

the twins who are unable to attack him just scream

"WHAT. DID. YOU. DO. TO. OUR. MANAGER U FUCKING JACKASS" etc

the teacher got fired the next day funny coincidence huh ?

ANYWAYS

kita is actually helpful

he's canonically good at keeping ur fellow second years in check so lucky u !

hes also rly organized and tidy which is v helpful !

aran is such a sweetie

helps u out in any way that he can

also acts a pillow to some of kita's blunt blows

like "he means that he's sorry bc he realized that he seems kinda unappreciative of ur efforts sometimes" when kita says smth like "sorry for not saying nice words to you"

a translator for kita, basically

akagi shares ur puppy energy so the two of u get along rly well

ur both friendly ppl so its a v sweet and wholesome relationship

u sometimes have to stop gin from making bad decisions but ugs get along well

also ugs r both second years so ur classes r on the same floor so u see each other in school sometimes

as for the main 3 brats AKA some of your fellow second years who somehow become ur new bffs

atsumu is SUCH A FLIRT but like jokingly bc that's just how he is yk

always talking to you and annoying you like atsumu would u just like stfu pls and thanks

osamu is constantly slapping atsumu to provoke him (which is so stupid tbh but works every single time lmao)

is always eating like u turn around during class and he's just eating an onigiri behind his folder 😐

ugs like to gang up on atsumu its a great bonding activity

you and suna r sleep buddies bc u both r so sleep-deprived

well suna's just a sleepy person but u r sleep deprived so ugs will sleep side-by-side during free periods

suna always forgets his lunch so u've learned to pack extra for him

you let him sleep on ur lap and he lets u sleep in his

when the four of u take buses or trains to hang out u and suna always sit next to each other so that ugs can fall asleep on each other

if ur up for it he'll cuddle with u platonically

bc ppl r great body pillows and a good source of warmth

only if ur comfy with it tho ofc

the twins (mostly atsumu but a bit of osamu) will tease ugs abt being a couple but both of ugs just roll ur eyes and go back to sleep lmao

you ended up staying to be their manager for the rest of high school bc of how much fun it is

#kita shinsuke #ojiro aran #ginjima hitoshi #akagi michinari #miya atsumu #miya osamu #suna rintaro #suna cuddles #manager hcs #haikyuu #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons #inarizaki #inarizaki hcs #haikyuu drabbles

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coilovesskz · 7 months

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Pumpkin - HYUNJIN

pairing: bf!non idol!hyunjin x f!reader

genre: tooth rotting fluff, non idol AU, School AU

word count: 1k

warnings: mentions of food

A/N : Second post and i’m not so sure how I feel about this… confidence is already dropping smh💔. feed back is appreciated!!

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“Come on… it’ll be fun!” Hyunjin pleaded, slightly pouting when you didn’t respond right away.

You two had been dating for 6 months, however you have been friends for 3 years. Obviously, you knew his adorable pouting was a ploy to make you give in to him.

There was a fall festival going on in town, about 15 minutes away from your place. It has pumpkin picking, painting, and carving, hay rides, a haunted house, and so much more. It looked like so much fun, so who wouldn’t want to go?

Well for you, fall meant one thing. Exams. You had been studying for the upcoming exams for about 2 weeks. You take school very seriously, so studying meant not getting enough sleep and not eating or resting properly.

Obviously, your very attentive boyfriend picked up on these habits. So he did some searching, and suggested the festival to you. He knew that you were going to be hard to convince, but that wasn’t going to stop him from trying.

“Sorry babe, but I have to study. Those test are coming up soon you know?” You say, glancing at him before looking back at your books.

“I know that, but you’ve been studying for a long time, and as your boyfriend, I think you need a break” He sighs, before continuing.

“You’re not eating or sleeping enough baby, you’ve been so tired you know. I just want you to not burn yourself out” He finishes, rubbing your cheek with his finger gently.

You look at him with a look of conflict in your eyes, knowing he’s coming from a good place. You know he’s right. You have been a little bit more tired than usual, and eating has definitely not been your top priority lately.

“Ok, i’ll go with you.” you mutter, smiling when you see hyunjin jump off the edge of your bed in happiness.

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“We’re here, y/n” Hyunjin whispers, in an attempt to wake you up. You have no idea when you fell asleep, but when you open your eyes you’re welcomed to the sight of a field, full of other couples on dates, friend groups, and laughing children.

The place is decorated well, with a lot of pumpkins and little halloween things. You can see the corn maze from here, taking a mental note of the location.

Hyunjin gets out of the car, walking over to your door to open it. He takes your hand into his before walking you guys towards the entrance.

“Two adult tickets please.” He says, before handing the staff member 20$.

“Oh it’s ok, you don’t have to pay for me” you protest. In your past relationships, they’ve always made you pay for yourself. But with Hyunjin, everything was different. If he could, he would have you never lift a finger.

“No, i’m the one who recommended this place to you, I should be the one to pay for it.” he replies, shrugging off your suggestion, grabbing your hand and walking away before you could further protest.

“What do you want to do first y/n” He ask, looking down at you, waiting for your response.

You pretend to think about it before telling him that you wanted to do the corn maze first, knowing it would take the longest out of all of the activities here.

“Ok baby” He replies, grabbing your hand at walking off, completely forgetting the fact that he has no idea where it is.

Before he could turn around and ask a staff member, you point towards the sign post showing the directions to the attractions before giggling at the rose pink blush that found its way onto his cheeks.

You guys eventually make it there and through the corn maze, not without shaving off 30 minutes due to how much time it took to not get lost.

“Crap, we lost a lot of time. What do you want to do next Hyunjin?” you asked him. A smile formed on his lips as he grabbed your wrist and started lightly sprinting.

“Ok, what do you want to carve? We can have matching pumpkins and put them in front of our houses.” He requested, looking at you longingly.

You chuckled at how adorable the sight was, before obviously agreeing.

After the two of you finished your carvings, you had to call it a day after doing the haunted house. Don’t worry, he didn’t forget about your donuts.

In the car, you stare out the window, unconsciously rubbing your pumpkin. However, your boyfriends eyes are fixated on you, staring at your beautiful features.

“I..” he started, catching your attention. You waited patiently for him to finish his thought.

“I love you” he said, quickly turning his head back towards the road in order not to crash the car.

“I love you too.” You stated, not breaking eye contact with him when he looks at you with glossy eyes.

The rest of the car ride is a comfortable silence, just you two and your pumpkins.

Hyunjin drops you off at your house, giving you a deep kiss on your lips before driving off,

You walk over to your house, placing your pumpkin with your the both of your initials etched into it on the step so it would be visible, before noticing a little white on the bottom of it.

You turn over the pumpkin to see a polaroid a staff member had taken of you two when you guys completed the corn maze taped to the bottom.

You take off the polaroid, tears pricking your eyes as you turn in around and read the message.

“I love you y/n. I will always care about you in this life and every single one after. Take care, love”

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back to the surface.. 🫧🌊

#stray kids #straykids x reader #kpop #hyunjin #skz #skz fluff #hyunjin fluff #kpop fluff #hwang hyunjin

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spectorcsm · 1 year

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AvA6 EP1 SPOILERS

Alright peeps I'm joining in this chaos and you should all fear me This post has no plan or path this is just a ramble analysis of things I notice in the new episode so :D

EXPECT MAJOR SPOILERS, PLEASE WATCH THE EPISODE FIRST ^-^

Ok so like first off guys- maybe like- don't fire your glitch weapons in the middle of a crowded city?? This seems like a bad idea?? You guys are worse than the Avengers when it comes to collateral damage smh

Ok but Chosen stopping mid-chase to save that civilian by destroying the debris really goes to show how he's improved as a character, this guy went from destroying Alan's PC, to rampaging various sites with Dark, and now to this. Glad to see him as a proper hero now :D

I'm happy to see the ice powers coming back cuz after that one time he froze the Firefox I thought they just forgot about it lol

Chosen is Zeus now Also he just like creates a glacier 2 seconds later cool

Also quick shoutout to Alan's Desktop organization He has come a long way

I find it funny how much everyone focused on this clip in the trailer especially, like "Oh no does Orange get mad at Alan again?? Is this related to Vic???" and the reality of it is "lol wanna fight me guys?" "Sure sounds fun :D" Alan you have bamboozled us again

I find this moment rather interesting So after Alan pulls up the thingy and sends them all flying then crashing down, Red appears to be acting like they hurt their head and Yellow notices and crawls over to see if they're ok (Awwwijascsdhljw) but as soon as they do Red just punches em?? However then Yellow puts their hands up in a way almost to be like "whoa whoa it's just me" and then Red accepts the comfort. Idk I just find it interesting, like Red is still in fight-mode after the sparring match and doesn't quite register that it's Yellow touching them at first XD

Chosen: "COME ON DO IT, DO THE EYE THING" Orange: "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT IDK HOW TO DO THAT" Chosen: "YES YOU DO JUST DO IT, LIKE THIS:" Orange: "AAAAAAAAA" *Tries to do laser-eyes with every ounce of focus they have*

Red: "uhhh are they ok-" Green: "Maybe you should stop them?" Blue: "yeahhh maybe-" Yellow: "Hmm, yes. Interesting"

Chosen: "UGH FORGET IT YOU'RE COMING WITH ME" Sticknapping 101

Aight but like where did this guy (Btw I'll call him Striker cuz that name was going around and it's cool) get this stuff? Has their group attacked a Desktop before and managed to steal enough UI to make this guy OP? Cuz he uses a lot of really crazy stuff during this fight and I can't help but wonder what poor animator woke up just to find the entire UI on their software missing lol

I love how Chosen really just pulls the "Throw the kid in the pool to teach them how to swim" on Orange and his powers here lol Then to Chosen's surprise it does not work "Aw shoot the kid is drowning now I gotta save them smh"

YEAHHHH ART POWERS Ok but actually though I find it interesting how differently the Pencil tool works outside a Desktop, like usually Orange like speed-draws the whole entire thing but out here it's like Ah yes, line scribble = E e l I mean it actually kinda makes sense, in the 3D world it'd be really difficult to draw anything really so the Pen just changes function a bit based on the environment

Poor Green does not enjoy climbing it seems :(

This guy can forever one-up everything "Ok but have you beat up a shark with your bare hands and won?

Ok but this guy's style is just like tribal or primitive and it's honestly pretty cool I have no clue what to call them though so that's up to the rest of the fandom to decide ':D

Also someone else on a different site suggested the name "Warnman" for this guy cuz he looks like the typical hazard sign guy who's always showing the dreadful things that will happen if you don't obey the sign and I think the name fits so Warnman is honestly my favorite of these guys just cuz of how wacky they are lol

Also this guy has to be like Anime Stick or something I do not understand this dude at all but they're sick

Let it be known that Warnman is canonically 2D

Dude how much charge do those electro-bullets hold if that thing is STILL zapping Chosen This poor guy Also the way Striker fights throughout this whole scene is so cool

I find it interesting and I think Alan pointed out in the reaction video (really funny btw you should go watch that too) That Striker is totally just messing with them before that, like sure he probably has to be close to the target to use the Pause attack but I like to think he was enjoying the fight before that and is only just doing it now cuz he's bored lol

Aight so the Rocket Group is the one hunting Chosen I wanna know though- why Chosen specifically? Are they just after all Hollowheads with the powers or is it just Chosen they want? Maybe they're after all of them but Chosen is the only one with a super known presence? Also who are these guys?? They seem to be just some independent group but do they hold any sort of actual authority over Stick City? Man I have so many questions

How do you pause fire-? Does it still burn? I assume not cuz I think it woulda burned the guys bringing him by now Man that's wacky but cool Also another question here is like, is that white box a containment unit or some sort of display case? I'm thinking more along the lines of containment but like he's already paused and they left the door open I think??

Aight now we're getting to the theory-fuel Why are they studying all this UI? Where'd they get this UI? Why do all these sticks look exactly the same??? Like I get that it's just supposed to represent a large group of workers and stuff but they are all exactly the same shade-

A h a A h a a a . . . VICTIM???? VIC MY GUY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?? LIKE I GET YOU'RE PROBABLY MAD AT ALAN LIKE KILLING YOU AND ALL BUT WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH CHOSEN AND EVERYONE?? I have many questions Also I am wondering if all the UI decor in his office is just art or what, are they trophies maybe? They probably had to get the UI for Striker's setup somewhere, did they raid Desktops before? Are those trophies from animators he's beaten? Man Idk but this is so interesting My final take on the episode: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA LET'S GOOO AvA 6 HYPEEE :D

#ava 6 spoilers #animator vs animation #alan becker #reaction #analysis #ramble :D #I am so excited for the rest of this series #These sticks are better than all of cinema you can never prove me wrong

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petedavidsonscock · 1 year

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The first time it happens is after a game. It's still early in the year, one of their first wins with Dex as captain, and Nursey had scored a goal and gotten an assist. Afterwards, in the locker room, Dex was keyed-up and overwhelmed; Nursey watched from the side, grinning, as the other players on the team swarmed him, clapping his back and yelling and celebrating in that uniquely SMH way—by analyzing and reanalyzing every play.

Of course there was a kegster after that. Nursey helped set up, making sure the speakers were working, dragging tables around and taste-testing the tub juice. Around eleven, people started streaming through the doors in earnest, and Nursey made his way to the living room slash dance floor. He was looking forward to the party, dancing and getting a little wasted—or at least he had been until Dex appeared next to him, somehow already flushed, and whispered, "Upstairs?" in his ear.

So now they're in Nursey's room, Nursey's back to the door while Dex seems to be trying to consume Nursey's soul by way of his mouth. Not that Nursey’s complaining: Dex is, like, really good at kissing. He does this thing where he moves down from Nursey’s mouth to his jaw to his neck, and it always makes Nursey feel insane, wanting, always on the edge of something he can’t quite reach. When Dex gently bites Nursey’s bottom lip, he lets out an embarrassing little whine, and Dex does it again, a little harder.

"You played so fucking well," he pulls back to pant in Nursey's ear. His hands are fisted in Nursey's shirt, as if there's any possibility of Nursey ever wanting to leave. "That check in second period, on #45, god. And you—I hate this fucking tank top." Though the way he shoves a hand under it to feel up Nursey’s bare stomach contradicts his words. "Shouldn’t be allowed. I almost jumped you in the fucking living room. Did you know that was the hottest fucking goal I've ever seen." (Nursey is too turned on to chirp him for that, unfortunately.) Dex pulls away abruptly to stare into his eyes, and Nursey struggles to catch his breath. His boyfriend is so beautiful. "Fuck," Dex adds fervently, "I love you. Gonna suck your dick now."

He drops to his knees and reaches for Nursey's fly; Nursey is too stunned to stop him.

"Wh-what did you say?" he manages after a moment.

Dex looks up, and the sight of him on the floor is almost enough to derail Nursey.

"Hm?" Dex asks.

"You said," Nursey says, and has to look away so he can finish the sentence. Dex presses a palm to Nursey's dick, still covered by his underwear, and Nursey's hips buck forward even as he clutches desperately as the thought. "Uh, um, you said, you said you lo—”

He breaks off with a whine: Dex has pulled down Nursey's underwear and licked a stripe up his dick. Nursey squeezes his eyes shut, and then Dex mouths at his tip, and he gives the fuck up. "Fuck,” he says instead. “Fuck, Dex, please."

Dex glances up at him, then back down. Normally he'd say something smug here, a quick chirp or an inside joke. That makes it somehow way hotter that he doesn’t this time; just nods, eyes dark, and wordlessly swallows Nursey down.

Nursey doesn't have much brainspace for questions after that.

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And, okay, it’s at least partially Nursey’s fault for forgetting to bring it up. But Dex doesn't mention it the next morning, and Nursey—oh, shit, Nursey has to be in Boston by ten for Lardo's art exhibit. He staggers desperately around his room—where are his pants, where are the car keys, where is his fucking phone—until Dex appears in the doorway to shove Nursey’s miraculously-charged phone at him, along with Dex’s truck’s keys and a waffle wrapped in a paper towel.

It’s not until he’s on the highway that Nursey has a moment of recollection. He blinks, trying to reach past the fogginess of an exhausted night’s sleep and remember. Didn’t Dex say something about… about loving him? Nursey frowns slightly to himself—and then frowns much harder when a BMW switches into his lane without signaling, because fuck Massachusetts drivers.

Once he’s done cursing out the driver in his head, the thought feels even fuzzier. Dex was saying a lot of things last night (Nursey has to concentrate to force some of them down; now is not the time). And Nursey was so tired; surely Dex wouldn't have dropped the l-word like that. Yeah, Nursey decides, he definitely misheard. And then he's taking the exit into the city, where he has to simultaneously find parking and not crash Dex's fucking car. The art show is great; lunch at Haus 2.0 is great—by the time Nursey gets back to the Haus that afternoon, he's forgotten entirely about the previous night.

***

The next few times sort of blur together, because Nursey isn't sure about any of them. Sometimes, when he's falling asleep, wrapped around Dex in his too-small twin, he thinks he hears Dex whisper, "I love you." But sometimes he also thinks he hears Dex say things like, "I'm the muffin man" and "Walmart is underwater again." The last two are almost certainly inventions of Nursey's half-awake mind; why couldn’t the first one be?

***

The first time he's certain is on a phone call. Nursey's at the racist Stop-N-Shop buying tampons while Dex is laid up at home. Nursey had called because the store is out of the ones Dex usually gets, and while he knows the answer is probably, "Just buy whatever, Nurse, I don't fucking care," he hates getting it wrong.

Nursey’s prediction turns out to be right, but they end up talking for a few minutes more while Nursey wanders around the store. Then someone overhears that Dex is on the phone, and it turns out that everyone at the Haus has urgent shopping needs that absolutely can’t wait for someone else to make a grocery trip.

"Okay, see you soon," Nursey says once they've handled the main issue (and his cart is too full of protein powder (Tango), frozen vegetables (Hops), and ice cream cake (Ford, for some reason) to handle any more requests.

"Yeah, love you," Dex says casually, and hangs up.

Nursey stares in disbelief at his now-dark phone screen. “What the fuck?” he says.

"Dex, what the fuck," Nursey repeats when he gets back. He's distributed the goods, and now he's in Dex's basement bungalow, brandishing a box of tampons like a weapon.

Dex stares at him blearily from his bed. He'd sounded fine over the phone, but in person he looks like a sweaty rat, hair mussed up and obviously overheating from the hot water bottle he's got on his stomach. "What?" he croaks.

Nursey realizes suddenly that this might not have been the best timing on his part. He lowers the box sheepishly and comes over to the bed.

"It's nothing," he says. He puts the box on the floor. "It's nothing. I got the stuff."

Dex has to crane his head back to look at him, which seems to take a lot out of him; Nursey has to wait for Dex’s eyes to refocus on him.

"Cool," Dex says after a moment. "Thanks."

"No problem." Nursey gives in to impulse and pats Dex's head a few times, and is surprised when Dex leans into it. "I was gonna—give you some space?" he adds, now more of a question.

Dex frowns a little. "What? No, stay."

Nursey stays.

***

When he wakes up the next day, squinting because the overhead light is on (cons of a basement bedroom), Dex is fully dressed and apparently ready for class. Nursey takes one look at him and shuts his eyes again; he doesn’t know the time, but he can tell somehow that it’s too early.

"Hey," he hears Dex say quietly.

Nursey makes a vague noise of discontent at the hour, and feels more than hears Dex’s answering huff of amusement. He hears some movement, and a moment later, there’s a soft kiss being pressed to Nursey’s forehead. "Thanks for yesterday,” Dex whispers. “I love you."

He kisses Nursey's forehead again, and Nursey’s eyes fly open, only to watch him turn away, apparently content with the interaction. Nursey has to push his brain forcefully into wakefulness to stop him from leaving.

"Hey!" he manages, struggling to sit up. "Wait! No!"

Dex stops, looking amused. "Yeah?"

"You—" Nursey takes a moment to rub his eyes, then sit up fully. "You said you love me. What the fuck, man?"

Dex pauses, tensing. “Am I not supposed to? We're dating. I'm allowed.”

"Stop being deliberately obtuse," Nursey says. "Was the plan to just keep sneaking it in so we'd never have to talk about it?"

"Keep sneaking what in?" Dex says, obviously shifty. "Look, I have class now, so—”

“Sit down.”

Dex sits.

Nursey smiles at him, then leans forward and takes both of Dex’s hands in his own, maintaining eye contact even while Dex looks anywhere but at him.

"Look, we have to do this," he says.

Dex bites his lip and sighs, like a kid being dragged to the dentist. "Do we really?"

Nursey barely manages not to laugh. "Yes. Look at me, Poindexter."

Dex drags his gaze reluctantly to meet Nursey's.

"Dex," Nursey says, "I love dating you." Dex immediately turns pink, which is great. "You're smart, and kind, and caring, and really fucking hot. You make me really happy. You give incredible head." Dex rolls his eyes even as he turns redder. Nursey considers dragging this out more, but Dex really does have class soon. "Will Poindexter, you're my favorite person in the world, and I love you."

There's a pause as Dex visibly struggles against the urge to set himself on fire.

"Fine," he grits out finally. "Fine. I guess that's fine."

Nursey grins at him, his stupid, ridiculous, wonderful boyfriend. "And is there anything you have to say to me?"

Dex gets the dentist-face again. “Do I have to?”

"Don’t hurt yourself," Nursey tells him.

Dex grasps for a pillow and shoves it in Nursey's face. Nursey sputters through a mouthful of cotton, then pulls the pillow away to smile at Dex some more. He knows he’s radiating smugness right now, which is both a good way to irritate Dex and a factor of how happy he feels. Dex, still red, glances at him and then away.

"Fuck you," he mutters. "I'm gonna be late."

But he leans over to kiss Nursey properly first. Nursey arches up into it, getting a hand around Dex’s neck and another one under his shirt. When they separate, Dex is breathing more heavily than he was a minute ago.

"Fuck you," he says again, a little breathlessly. "I love you. I have to go."

"Mm," Nursey says, and pulls him down again.

In the end, Dex is only, like, ten minutes late to class.

Practically on time.

***

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weebnotheree · 8 months

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~ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵 ~ || Ɓօօƙ 1

|| 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 ||

Standing near the ocean, on a hill. Two people. A son and his father. Blood, dripping in the snow, staining its artic glow. Their hair and Sesshomaru's dog fur swaying in the wind.

"Father. Do you insist on going?" the son spoke with such intensity in his voice. There he stood a few meters behind the one he calls father. His father looked ahead, not turning to face him as he spoke.

"Do you intend to stop me, Sesshomaru?" his father declared.

"I will not stand in your way. However, before you go, you must entrust the sword Sō'unga and Tessaiga to me" he suggested, which was really a demnad for his father.

"And if i refuse? Will you kill me? Your own father" he groaned in annoyance of what he thinks what Sesshomaru is really after. "Do you desire power so much? Why do you seek power my son?"

"The path I walk is the way of Supreme Conquest. And it is power that will reveal the way for me" he voiced straightforwardly. His father slightly put his head down with disappointment. Why does he seek power? Unlike his other son Inuyasha. Thou they might have forgotten their second eldest of the brothers, the father has not. He is still in search of his son, not giving up. M/n and Inuyasha do not seek power like their brother Sesshomaru. But something else.

[Hard-heartedly: Lacking in feeling or compassion; pitiless and cold.]

"Supreme Conquest" he uttered hard-heartedly. "Tell me Sesshomaru. Have you someone to protect?" he asked. Wanting to test Sesshomaru, he awaits his answer.

He was looking at his father, standing in front of him. He squinted his eyes. "Protect?" he remarked. Who would he need to protect? He doesn't need to protect anyone. He only protects himself. Tension took over as they stood. Only the waves of the ocean could be heard crashing against the sand.

"The answer is no. I Sesshomaru have no idea of such" he says as he spreads out his right arm, with his pointer and middle finger in a position he usually uses. Like his poisonous whips from his fingertips. He stanced himself ready to fight as his father roared, turning into a giant dog demon. His answer made his father very angry.

(sorry its like that *yk the effect in anime's when u try to pause and screenshot*)

How could he forget? I mean yeah it hasss been an insanely long time BUT STILL.

ok but why are their voices deep tho o-o kinda deeper than i remember now that im going back an watching it.

But anyways I hope you enjoyed this s- prologue u-u. And I still am updt TBHK CH51 (warning, it's gonna be long. Soo yea) DONT worry!! It's just school that's taking up the time for me updating. But I've just been having the urge to upt SOME OF MY STORIES but school work is ugh...but hopefully I have it updt by 3:20 pm. AND/OR TOMRRW! srry if I keep saying ill udpt..its just bc I'm busy. 🥱 😴😵💫 and i be tired after school.

Bruh and it's so funny bc yall keep getting onto me about that Sagittarius sign 🤣. GUYS..i only put it there bc i thought it was the GENDER thing for a boy 😖 😖 I even looked it up and it was blue with that sign...smh 😤 but I Luv all signs, don't come for me!

And look forward to new stories. Yk i just keep getting new ideas AND i still don't have my devices still so these ideas are.....(_-_)and doing the stories during school is just *sighs* so yea look forward to those >~< 😞 😔 😭

AND the things small TINY celebrating..whatever u wanna call it, when I post the updt it's gonna say like "TYSM FOR 50K" but now the book is up to 60...k i think, or 56 point something but don't mind that bc that was when i DID hit 50K. BUT TY FOR READING MY STORIES AND FOLLOWING ME I REALLY APPRECIATE IT! IT ALWAYS ENCOURAGES ME TO WRITE MORE AND KEEP UPDT!! 🥺 🥺

#wattpad #demons #dogs #dog demon #inuyasha #kagome #sesshomaru #lord sesshoumaru #dad #father #romance #x reader #x male reader #yn #mn

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thatgirlonstage · 6 months

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One of the craziest things about EoA backstory is they needed to abide by the previously established StF lore that Aunt Tilly had the amulet before Sofia. But even so.. the Dark Times still didn't have be 41 years long? Tilly is at *most* in her early 40s and the earliest she likely got the amulet was age 7-8. They could've gotten away with like 15-25 years of Shuriki and still would've made sense. But no, must extend Elena and Esteban's respective traumas as long as possible. smh.

I haven't watched any of Sofia unless you count the Elena backdoor pilot so I wasn't aware that was where they got the 41 number from. I don't object to it as premise — I mean, fuck, I'm writing a fuck-off massive fic about it because I'm obsessed with it — but I do just find it funny that the show... clearly thinks about and uses it sometimes (eg: Elena's friend, I forget her name but the one who liked dancing, who's now a middle-aged woman) but then sometimes just. Forgets. Or seriously doesn't think about the ramifications of what that number means. My two examples off the top of my head being 1) Antonia's entire backstory, because the only way the math works there is if her dad worked for Shuriki, which makes the whole aspiration-to-be-a-royal-guard extremely awkward lmao, and 2) anytime they talk about holiday traditions, like in the Navidad episode they talk about all these big public parties they always have and I'm just sitting there. No you didn't. Shuriki banned parties and signing. You haven't done this in decades literally what are you talking about XD

It's fascinating to me partially because like. That's a whole lifespan. It's a short lifespan, that's young for a human to die (even in Ye Olden Days, lifespan averages that land in the 30s are generally failing to exclude infant & child mortality, humans hundreds of years ago did regularly survive into their 50s or 60s or older if they made it to adulthood), but you could grow up and get married and have a child that you raise to adulthood in that span of years. It's a really long time. But it's also not the stock fantasy, "the evil ruler has been here for 500 years." It's not an "it's always been this way" kind of thing but it is something that whole generations have grown up under, not just a "this was a few horrible years but everyone except toddlers still remembers when things were better" length of time. Forty-one is such a real number, and that's what can make it realistically horrifying.

Of course, that kind of goes over kids' heads, because when you're eight years old there isn't a ton of functional difference between forty-one years and four hundred, they're both just way, way longer than you've been alive. And I think the writers know that, which is part of why they skate over it a lot. But it's so fun to play with in fanfic land and this is what sends my brain spiraling about Esteban, just the, okay. You had a whole life for forty-one years that included all of the mundane things that you can't exclude from that kind of length of time. You had head colds and discovered a new food you like and did boring mundane paperwork and got used to it, because that was just your life for a really long fucking time. So what the fuck was it like surviving all that time?

#answers #elena of avalor #sorry for the delayed response i'm having. several Months TM

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streaminn · 11 months

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this is chaotic sorry in advanced.

Twin anon here! I made notes while reading on my catch-up venture

Oh my god the idea that a bunch of people have to sign a contract saying wednesday can attack them if she feels threatened is so funny. Like- something had to have happened to lead to this, right? Her team realized it was the best option so Wednesday doesn’t get jailed or bad publicity but her fans just go feral anyway anytime Wednesday puts a knife to someone’s throat

Monster fucker Wednesday confirmed !!! I mean hey was it ever really doubted…

Reached monster fucker anon and that made me laugh. From a pr perspective I honestly think with what Wednesday writes her being a monster fucker would be good. I mean- that’s who she writes for, if you really think about it. Her audience is full of monsterfuckers from the normie x monster shit she writes. Sure, she has horror and what not but the base of it is still that. The question isn’t whether she’s a monster fucker it is what monster she wants to fuck her !!!

Oh my god! I got to the stalker lore stuff and I love it!!! I’m very happy to read more of it and now I have such a better understanding. I knew enid went feral but damn !!! There is no getting in the way of Wednesday and Enid. It makes me happy though that they were able to get past all of this trauma to end up in a much better place where they both can physically be together and love each other. It really speaks to how strong their relationship is like there is absolutely nothing that could ever break the two of them apart.

I have to wonder if anyone at nevermore or hell even in Jericho remember Wednesday (she’s hard to forget) and see her as this celebrity figure. Do they talk about it? Do they bring it up? Do they try to say what happened at nevermore? Are the whispers just brushed away as an old classmate wanting to hate on them? Just rumors bubbled up to ruin Wednesdays image? Or, really, would it not even be blinked at because this is Wednesday Addams after all? (some nevermore students and people of Jericho definitely have a “Wednesday Addams traumatized me” therapy group) OH or does everyone think all the old Jericho people are crazy because wednesday turned her school years into books (unknown to the public) so it just looks like they are taking what she’s written wayyy to seriously

Oh my god the short of enid in jail was heartbreaking. It cements even more how much they deserve. Like- Enid in her life has reached a state where she is so overly loved. She can play video games, laugh, smile, be jump scared and run into the arms of her *wife* at the end of it all. You did a fantastic job writing it!!!

I caught up! Only took me three hours :D

Shout out to writer anon! They’re amazing. I don’t know who you are but all the little shorts were beautiful and really well written. It’s so nice that so many people come together for fics/fandom things.

Back on my twin Enid agenda. I think my twin enid ways is just shit posting at this point. It’ll be so clear there is only one Enid and here I am in my corner tangled around in red string doubling down as if Wednesday Addams herself did not just finally announce that yes, she is married to the one and only endespair. When the Clark Kentification goes to hard smh. Doubling down by saying, you know what, actually, there is a twin and it’s just a messy triangle- No a square, because Wednesday now also has a twin. Case closed. Twin anon staying strong.

Anyway! Away from that stupidity lmao!!! Streamer enid au stays being one of my favorites! Your ideas are always so fantastic and I love thinking about these two so much. I hope you’ve been doing well!

OMYGOD TWIN ANON ITS BEEN SO LONG I MISSED YOU

i deadass thought i ran you off with how i spiralled the twin spin off into its whole thing

also no worries :) nothing wrong with some chaotic rambling so lemme read whatchu got for me

but yeah, there was definitely a scene during wednesday's early years where a fan got too overzealous and a contract had to be made bc she nearly stabbed someone

now its just normal to have these contracts if you ever want wednesday addams in your event

also clearly the monster she wants to fuck her is enid a werewolf, like cmon. Its not even a joke, the amount of wolf imagery is rampant in all her works

glad people like the stalker lore, it wont come up alot bc adult wenclair has moved past it but i wanted to use it to explain why enid is so easily strict on her boundaries esp with chat

as for if jericho and nevermore remembering wednesday? yeah no they definitely know her, with the amount of shit wenclair get up too its hard to forget the werewolf and its master staining their monuments red

they do crow abt it at times but they're so secluded its not really that noticeable. There are the occasional post from a disgruntled adult of long before but that's about it. Definitely looks like an in universe viper roleplayer though!

glad you like my short on jail enid, she's a little crazy but who wouldn't if you gone through what she did in that cell? luckily she got way better, so everything is much tolerable now :)

(also damn, you went through all that content in 3 hours?? i didn't think there was that much. Thank you so much for spending time to do so bc holyshit)

ALSO YEAHHH SHOUT OUT DEFINITELY TO WRITER ANON!! AND JD AND EVERYONE WHO HELPED ME BUILD THE AU

it was really fun :^D

ah yes, wednesday addams and her twin Viper addams. She totally has a sister who's the actor and her the author

thank you again for liking the streamer enid au so much, it was genuinely so fun building it and ot think it took like two-three months to fully build it is mindboggling!!

i'll be doing better nowadays mate, hope you have a good day aswell

#twin anon #streamer enid au

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kiatheinsomniac · 1 year

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Hear me out. . . Possessive Manwë. Who just got the reader back from his brother ( they just so managed to pull her from corruption ) and it's their first night together in what seems like forever. He wants to be gentle and treat her like his queen but then he sees a scar ( idk on her side? ) done to her by none other than Melkor, putting the pieces together and well — just Manwë wanting to claim her again <3 I know you'll do this req justice doll💕

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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: calling me doll and knowing it's my weakness so I'll write for you as if I wouldn't write for a bestie anyway smh hehehehe

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Manwë x Reader

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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: NSFW content, MDNI, smut, possessiveness, soft to rough, fluff, possessive Manwë

Manwë had slept very little since your rescue from his brother. He and his soldiers had managed to save you just in time to spare you from corruption. You had suffered at the hands of Melkor and your sleep had become plagued with nightmares. Manwë felt rotten for not having saved you before you were made to endure so much pain and so he took it upon himself to stay awake and watch over you, to wake you should you show signs of having another nightmare. You had been through enough and did not deserve further torment from your own mind.

Eyes, dark blue to match the night sky outside, snapped towards you when you groaned slightly and turned onto your side. Your husband watched you for a moment, coming to the conclusion that you were just stirring slightly but still sleeping peacefully. Your arm fell over your chest and his eyes narrowed in the dim light as he looked upon your upper ribs at your side. Carefully, he reached out and brushed his fingers over your warm skin there, feeling the outdent of a scar. That had not been there before. Melkor had inflicted this upon you. White brows furrow over darkening eyes at the mental image of his brother putting his hands upon you, forcing pain upon you. You had been covered in bruises and scrapes when you had been rescued but this cut must have gone unnoticed with your arm to hide it so high up on your side.

If you were awake, you would have felt the tickle of Manwë’s long, white hair falling over your ribs and belly as he leaned down and sorrowfully pressed his lips to the scar. “My dove, I am so sorry…” His breath fanned across your skin and he turned his head to gaze up at your resting face. You would forever have to bear this reminder, this mark made by his brother’s blackened, tainted hands and that did not sit well with the King at all. His plush lips pressed to the spot more fervently and worked their way across your shoulder and to your jaw, hand coming to rest on your side while his thumb tenderly traced circles upon your skin.

“My love…?” You mumbled drowsily as you stirred awake. Your lashes fluttered and you squinted, closing one eye as you tried to adjust to the dim lighting of the room. There were always lanterns lit on the other side of the room to chase away the dark that had been your near constant company and torment in Melkor’s cells.

“I’m sorry, my dove.” He spoke quietly, you being unaware that he was repeating himself, “I…” His eyes searched yours for the right words as you opened them fully, the light no longer foreign to your vision. Instead, he let the sentence fall flat, his eyes landing on the scar once more as his hand on your waist slowly slid upwards to feel the mark beneath his gentle fingers.

“That…” You bit on your lip. You had not wanted Manwë to know about it. You had wanted to forget it was even there, it was in quite a hidden place after all, but it would seem that he had found it now. “I had escaped from the cell at one point… I’d managed to jam the lock in the door so it would seem locked. But unfortunate timing saw that I was caught and there was a bit of a scrap before I was taken back.” Manwë could feel the slight tremble in your fingers as they danced up across his chest and then began to play with his hair so that you had something else to do other than devote your whole focus to that terrible memory and it gave you an excuse to avoid eye contact, such a vulnerable thing that may well just see you burst out into sobs.

Your hands slid further up into his hair and your thumbs caressed his jaw as you finally met his eyes, letting the silence hang much more comfortably than any words could be in that moment. Your eyes fixed to his lips as you arched your back up towards him subconsciously, pulling him down gently in a silent request. Manwë’s hand covered the scar while his other reached up to cup your face, pressing his lips to yours in the sweetest embrace.

His kisses were comforting and all-encompassing. Your husband made you feel beyond safe in his arms and he left your mind no room to think of anything other than him as his hands began to roam your body, feeling your curves beneath his palms as he turned you on your back and hovered over you. You brought your legs up to wrap around his waist, pulling him closer to your body and hearing him let out a quiet groan as you rolled your hips against his the moment his tongue pushed past your lips. One of his hands slowly fell to your thigh and ran up and down the length of your warm skin there. Your head fell back against the pillow and you let out a sweet sigh at the feeling of your lover’s mouth lavishing your neck with kisses, sucking and biting at your skin in a way that was sure to leave marks. You couldn’t help but unravel under his touch, feeling his hands roam over your body as your fingers tangled in long, white hair.

His lips trailed down to your collarbones and then your breasts. His hands squeezed and caressed your skin reverently and lavished your peaked buds in attention, assuring to mark your skin there too before removing further down your body. Your legs were pushed further apart by the time he was nipping at your inner thighs and he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your arousal just before running his tongue through your dampening slit, feeling your body jerk at the stimulation.

“It’s alright, pretty girl, I’ve got you…” He murmured as he pressed soft kisses to your slit, using a hand to spread you open as he explored your pussy lazily with his tongue. The small whines you let out were like music and he began to suck down on your clit, moving down to dip his tongue into your hole, tasting your wetness and groaning as he pushed his face further into you, his nose nudging at your clit. Rhythmically, you bucked your hips slightly against his face and he could hear how you were sucking in quick breaths between moans, could feel you squirming beneath him and suddenly you were shuffling up the bed and away from hm, hands curling around his biceps and pulling him up.

“Please?” Your voice was almost a whisper, “I want you, I need you, please?” You pulled his body over yours, feeling safe under his weight, under the heat festering beneath his skin. His hand cupped your face as he pressed his mouth to yours once again, making you taste yourself as he coaxed your lips apart and teased your tongue with his own.

“And you’ve got me.” He murmured comfortingly, “Just as I’ve got you…” You gasped slightly when his cock pressed to your entrance and began to push inside of you. Desperately, you pushed your hips back against his and released a drawn-out moan when you felt him sink into you. You had missed this sort of intimacy when you were away from him and now it only served to make you feel safer than ever as Manwë’s breath fanned over your neck and his arms wrapped around you.

Your arms wrapped around his neck and fingers splayed across his back and shoulders, reaching down further to caress the base of his wings, feeling him shudder above you. His lips pressed lovingly to your neck as you caressed the soft feathers at the base of his wings, earning groans that were muffled against your throat as he set up a steady rhythm. One of his hands was placed beside your head so he could prop himself up enough to look at you beneath him: so beautiful and safe in his arms at last. He couldn’t imagine what his brother had put you through, the fear you must have been drowning in. His hand caressed over the ridge of the scar on your ribs once more and the mental image of his brother’s blackened hands on you stirred something within him. He wasn’t jealous, no, surely not? He thought. And yet he couldn’t help but feel the need to remind his brother, you, himself, the world, of whose you were, of who would never fail to keep you safe again.

He could feel the scrape of your nails against his alabaster skin as your thighs squeezed his hips, little whimpers and moans escaping your lips that he smothered in kisses as he became rougher. Your hands went further up to tangle in his pale hair as his mouth opened to adorn your neck in a string of bruises. When he withdrew to find you teary-eyed, he paused and kissed the salty water away from beneath your lashes.

“Is this alright?” He asked softly, hoping that he wasn’t overwhelming you.

“Don’t you dare stop.” You whispered back, pulling him down into a messy kiss and swallowing the moan he let out as he angled your hips upwards in his strong hands and drove into you. The silence in the room was filled with muffled sounds of pleasure, loud kisses and the pap of Manwë’s hips against yours, drawing out obscene squelches from your soaked cunt. You kept your legs wrapped around him and revelled in the way he pinned your smaller body beneath you, the way his white hair and fluffy wings draped over you and shielded you from the world, kept you safe in the embrace of the entirety of his body. The hand over the scar upon your robs trailed down until his thumb was teasing your clit and it didn’t take much more before you were coming around his cock, the spasming and fluttering of your walls around him triggering his own release, making him let out a loud moan followed by a few faint whimpers when, at last, he stopped and the two of you remained in the other’s embrace, Manwë’s hands soothing your body while yours gently combed through slightly tangled hair.

Your lover leaned up just enough to see the red marks across your throat and chest that would surely darken, your flushed face and his eyes roved downwards to where his cum was leaking out around where your bodies met. You were his. He had you and he would keep you safe, would help you to heal and would be there to assure you never had to suffer again.

He rested his head against your chest as the two of you stayed there like that, catching your breaths.

He had you.

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how-do-i-delete-this-acc · 2 years

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being the inarizaki vb club's precious manager hcs

summary: you sign up to be the boys vb team manager bc like why not you'd prob get some good organization skills but you end up gaining some bffs, some bruises, and a whole crew of bodyguards

warnings: a liiiiiittle bit of swearing and mentions of harassment also its not proofread

you signed up to be the manager for the boy's vb team not knowing what it would be like

it was ur second year of high school and u had quit abt 7 clubs bc they just weren't that interesting

not like in a mean way like "ugh! this is too boring for my tastes smh" but just it didn't have any appeal so u smiled and resigned with no hard feelings yk

IT WASNT LIKE A SALTY QUIT U JUST COULDNT FIND ANYTHING THAT WAS FUN AND THAT U WERE PASSIONATE ABT I CANT STRESS THIS ENOUGH ITS NOT LIKE THAT GIRL'S HOST HOPPING THING FROM OURAN

tbh u just didn't rly know what other club to sign up for and the boys vb team needed a manager soo..

they honestly should have just put "babysitting some brats that are somehow the same age" instead of "managing the boy's volleyball team"

they are so protective of you lol

like this one time you let out a little scream bc some random teacher touched your no-no square in a very intentional way

the vb team was THERE in 2 seconds flat

kita stares at him intensely while holding back the twins by their shirt to keep them from quite literally MURDERING THAT MAN

aran calms down ginjima and akagi who literally just start hyperventilating

suna stares at him. hard.

the twins who are unable to attack him just scream

"WHAT. DID. YOU. DO. TO. OUR. MANAGER U FUCKING JACKASS" etc

the teacher got fired the next day funny coincidence huh ?

ANYWAYS

kita is actually helpful

he's canonically good at keeping ur fellow second years in check so lucky u !

hes also rly organized and tidy which is v helpful !

aran is such a sweetie

helps u out in any way that he can

also acts a pillow to some of kita's blunt blows

like "he means that he's sorry bc he realized that he seems kinda unappreciative of ur efforts sometimes" when kita says smth like "sorry for not saying nice words to you"

a translator for kita, basically

akagi shares ur puppy energy so the two of u get along rly well

ur both friendly ppl so its a v sweet and wholesome relationship

u sometimes have to stop gin from making bad decisions but ugs get along well

also ugs r both second years so ur classes r on the same floor so u see each other in school sometimes

as for the main 3 brats AKA some of your fellow second years who somehow become ur new bffs

atsumu is SUCH A FLIRT but like jokingly bc that's just how he is yk

always talking to you and annoying you like atsumu would u just like stfu pls and thanks

osamu is constantly slapping atsumu to provoke him (which works every single time lmao)

is always eating like u turn around during class and he's just eating an onigiri behind his folder 😐

ugs like to gang up on atsumu its a great bonding activity

you and suna r sleep buddies bc u both r so sleep-deprived

well suna's just a sleepy person but u r sleep deprived so ugs will sleep side-by-side during free periods

suna always forgets his lunch so u've learned to pack extra for him

you let him sleep on ur lap and he lets u sleep in his

when the four of u take buses or trains to hang out u and suna always sit next to each other so that ugs can fall asleep on each other

if ur up for it he'll cuddle with u platonically

bc ppl r great body pillows and a good source of warmth

only if ur comfy with it tho ofc

the twins (mostly atsumu but a bit of osamu) will tease ugs abt being a couple but both of ugs just roll ur eyes and go back to sleep lmao

you ended up staying to be their manager for the rest of high school bc of how much fun it is

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escapismqueen · 8 months

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Um did they forget that Belly is the one that bought that sweater? Also girls like bigger sweaters since they're more comfortable that way than tight ones.

FOR REAL !!! Another sign that it’s what SHE chose. Smh why do they hate women having autonomy over themselves.

And yes ! I never buy sweaters in my size, I’ll always get bigger sizes because they make me feel cosy and cute

#tsitp #team jelly #the summer i turned pretty #team jeremiah #anti bonrad

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destinyc1020 · 1 year

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Yea, I don't think anyone is really blaming Z (OR Lily for that matter)... They are just a little concerned and want what's best for her. Aligning with Sam is not a good look imo.... And I honestly hope Z just stays SILENT on this and doesn't post anything to social media about it lol. 👀

Better to just remain quiet right now, because I'm so sure that more dirt is gonna come out about this man in the future smh.....

And yea, as the show's lead actress, it's not surprising that some fans ARE wondering what Z's take/opinion is on all of this and whether or not she'll actually say anything about it. But nobody is blaming her. The blame is directly going to Sam. He's the one who's behaving badly...NOT her. Forget about all the sexual stuff... Even if his only fault were running a grueling schedule and re-writing scripts at the last minute, to me that would still be a bit concerning because imo that's the sign of a disorganized mind. 🥴

Good points Anon. You're right...People are way more unforgiving towards women of color. I definitely think she should just be careful. I want her to be happy, and I trust that she knows Sam way better than I do, so that's the only reason why I'm not busting a blood vessel right now lol. But I've ALWAYS seen red flags with him.... 👀

I'm glad that more and more of this stuff is coming out.

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dajana-m · 1 year

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Azure Claramay Peinture

"I am Azure Claramay Peinture of the renowned Peinture family. It would do you good to not forget that."

Biography

Name: Azure Claramay Peinture

Nickname(s): Bluey, Reine Des Arts (Rook), Barracuda (Kamasu) (Floyd)

Voice Actor (JP): Miyuki Sawashiro (VA of Raiden Shogun from Genshin Impact, Kyoko Honda from Fruits Basket and Kurapika from HunterxHunter)

Gender: Female

Age: 17 100+

Sexuality: straight

Height: 5'9"

Race/Species: immortal portrait human

Homeland: Queendom of Roses

Birthday: August 9

Star Sign: Leo

Family: Azurline Peinture (twin sister deceased), (older brother), Callus Peinture (father deceased)

Occupation: student, artist

Twisted from: the portrait of the girl with the blue flower

Professional Status

Dorm: Terrovania (@terrovaniadorm )

School year: Second

Class: 2-B

Best Class: Conjuration, Dark Magic

Club: Equestrian Club

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous (usually right hand)

Favorite Food: Peeled Apples (it HAS to be peeled, NO EXCEPTIONS!!!)

Hated Food: Unpeeled Apples

Likes: painting, perfection, macarons, tea parties, purple, sunsets, birds, art, seashells, her brother (all of his reincarnations)

Dislikes: imperfections, not being listened to, her father, being locked indoors, her twin sister, cat family

Talents: singing, piano playing, painting

Hobbies (other than art): Gardening, Horseback Riding, Tea Making, Cooking

Unique Magic: Painted Reality

"Don't deceive the one and only. Only I, shall stand worthy, if you wish to see me dead, you'll see your mangled body instead, now, I introduce you to a Painted Reality!"

Description: This spell grants the user the ability to bring others (animate and inanimate) into a realm of their making. It's a realm of paint and art and is completely under their control, anyone and anything in that realm follows their bidding. This does include outsiders, it can warp ones views on the world and drives whoever stays long enough inside of it insane. Of course, they can be removed. However, a part of them will always remain in the realm, this part are their largest insecurities, faults and secrets, ready to be seen and exploited by the realm's master. Due to how powerful this spell is, it's very easy to accumulate blot when used too often, to be safe, Azure only uses it once to twice every half a month.

Backstory

Azure was the shadow. Azurline was the light. That was how it was supposed to be...well, until Azurline's untimely demise. To cover up the fact that his prized daughter was dead, Callus Peinture staged the death as Azure's.

She was forced to like the things Azurline liked, eat the foods Azurline usually ate and sing the songs Azurline would sing to their father at night. She hated it.

One day, her brother came back from his scholarship at a famous art school to come paint her. She wouldn't let him and threw a tantrum every time he tried. Although he was able to paint her, once. It was while she was unaware and when she found out she threw a fit and locked everyone out. It was on that same day, that she committed suicide, and her soul moved into the portrait of her made by her brother. After a century spent in the boring confines of the grey canvas, she was awoken when a black carriage entered her realm, thus starts her journey at Night Raven College.

Trivia

Peinture is a callback to the game, and is the name of the music played when painting.

Azure is French (this was decided because all of the soundtracks were French named)

Azure has killed many a painter who dare to try and finish her before her brother. Only her brother has that privilege, in every life. Which is why she still is in black and white smh

The magic mirror's initially choice was Heartslabyul, however it ultimately decided on Terrovania

Like Professor Crewel, Azure often wears half and half clothing, one side always being black and the other another color

The reincarnation of Azure's brother attends RSA

Azure once had a cat, it scratched her face however and she has despised the animal (and any other related to it) ever since, with this, she despises Leona for the sole reason that he's a part of the cat family (talk about petty)

© 2023 @dajana-m & @the-dumber-scaramouche | did you know that not plagiarizing other people's works and claiming them as your own is completely free and saves both parties a lot of trouble? Which means no reposting, no translating and NO COPYING.

The full body drawing of Azure is her version of the Terrovania uniform, is much nearer since she was raised to be neat and tidy in a sense, she also prefers it like that.

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karmic-toast · 2 years

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How To Be A Good Tumblr Author (200 follower special)

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SO. I JUST REALIZED I NOW HAVE (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ 200 FOLLOWERS!✧

So I decided to write down some tips for a writer.

Yay!

1. Have a notebook

It is good to have a notebook or little sticky notes on your ideas. Like how I always think about good stories and forget about them later.(⇀‸↼‶)

2. Be consistent

If you abandon your channel for a while people will lose interest in you smh. Like who would ever get bored of me?(• ε •) So an easy way to fix that is to have a bunch of stories and save them in the drafts. And if you ran out of ideas don't hesitate to say it. People that are nice might send requests!

3. Ideas for when you run out of ideas

If you are stuck and have writers block, post about your adventures in genshin. Funny glitches and memes are always appreciated.

4. Have a plan for ALL of your stories

This is something I am guilty of. I start random stories saying there will be part 2. Then I try to pressure myself to post that part 2 asap. Then I get stressed and don't want to do the story anymore. ヾ(￣□￣;)ﾉ So you see, I do this to myself too often.

5. Make sure to give yourself a break

Because if you don't, you'll get bored of writing stories.

6. OMGGGGGG I was gonna write something from here but I forgot it... Wait nvm I remember now. A trick...

Ok, so I'm gonna tell you guys who got this far into this post a secret. But you mustn't abuse this technique. For those who want a boost in their stories can add as many tags as you can on your stories. I'll do this as an example on this post. You can see what types of tags I put on there.

But DON'T use this technique too much. It gets kinda annoying when you search up xiao fluff and all of a sudden there's a unwanted picture and a big MINORS DNI sign pops up. Kinda ruins your whole fluff reading time.

My methods may not be the best, but they brought me all the way here so...

Anyways thank you guys so much for 200 followers!! TwT I'd never thought I'd get this far.

#thank you #so many people #eek!#thank you for following me #and tolerating my little stories #it means a lot to me #:D #genshin impact

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